♥ Thursday, June 28, 2007 ♥
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Stopped singing @ 3:13 am ♥
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Men Are Hard To Please. The problems with GUYS:
If u TREAT him nicely, he says u are IN LOVE with him; If u don't, he says u are PROUD.
If u DRESS Nicely, he says u are trying to LURE him; If u Don't, he says u are from KAMPUNG.
If u ARGUE with him, he says u are STUBBORN; If u keep QUIET, he says u have no BRAINS.
If u are SMARTER than him, he'll lose FACE; If he's Smarter than u, he is GREAT.
If u don't Love him, he tries to POSSESS u; If u Love him, he will try to LEAVE u. (very true huh?)
If u don't make love with him, he says u don't Love him; If u do!! he says u are CHEAP.
If u tell him your PROBLEM, he says u are TROUBLESOME; If u don't, he says that u don't TRUST him.
If u SCOLD him, u are like a NANNY to him; If he SCOLDS u, it is because he CARES for u.
If u BREAK your PROMISE, u cannot be TRUSTED; If he BREAKS his, he is FORCED to do so.
If u SMOKE, u are BAD girl; If he SMOKES, he is GENTLEMENT!
If u do WELL in your exams, he says it's LUCK; If he does WELL, it's BRAINS.
If u HURT him, u are CRUEL; If he HURTS u, u are too SENSITIVE! & sooo hard to please!!!
If u tell this to guys, they will swear that it's not true....... but if u don't, they say u are selfish.
The moral of the story is: TELL THIS TO GUYS OUT THERE ANYWAY. Tell it to the girls too for some laughter!!!
Stopped singing @ 2:44 am ♥
♥ Tuesday, June 19, 2007 ♥
Lee Sum Wan: Hello can I speak to Annie Wan?
Mr Sori: Yes u could speak to me.
Lee Sum Wan: No! I want to speak to Annie Wan!
Mr Sori: You are now talking to someone! Who is this?
Lee Sum Wan: I'm Sum Wan. And I need to talk to Annie Wan! It's urgent!
Mr Sori: I know u are someone and u want to talk to anyone! But what's this urgent matter about?
Lee Sum Wan: Well just tell my sister Annie Wan that our brother was involved in an accident. Noe Wan got injured and now Noe Wan is being sent to the hospital. Right now Avery Wan is going to the hospital.
Mr Sori: Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital from the accident that is'nt an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but i dont have time for this!!!
Lee Sum Wan: You are rude. Who are you?
Mr Sori: I'm Sori.
Lee Sum Wan: You should be sorry. Now give me your name!
Mr Sori: I'm Sori!!
Lee Sum Wan: I don't like your tone of voice Mr and I don't care, give me your name!
Mr Sori: Look lady, I told you already I'm Sori! I'm Sori!!I'm SORI!!! You didn't even give me your name!
Lee Sum Wan: I told u before I'm Sum Wan! Sum Wan!!! You better be careful my father is Sum Buddy. And my uncle holds a very big position in the company. He is Noe Buddy!
Stopped singing @ 8:10 pm ♥
♥ Monday, June 18, 2007 ♥
There once was a bunch of tiny frogs, who arranged a running competition. The goal was to reach the top of a very high tower. A big crowd had gathered around the tower to see the race and cheer on the contestants. The race began. Honestly, no one in the crowd really believed that the tiny frogs would reach the top of the tower. You heard statements such as:" Oh, WAY too difficult!" They will NEVER make it to the top!" or:" Not a chance that they will succeed. The tower is too high!" The tiny frogs began collapsing. One by one. Except for those, who in a fresh tempo, were climbing higher and higher. The crowd continued to yell, "It is too difficult!!! No one will make it!" More tiny frogs got tired and gave up. But ONE continued higher and higher and higher. This one wouldn't give up!!! At the end everyone else had given up climbing the tower. Except for the one tiny frog who, after a big effort, was the only one who reached the top!THEN all of the other tiny frogs naturally wanted to know how this one frog managed to do it? A contestant asked the tiny frog how he had found the strength to succeed and reach the goal? It turned out: That the winner was DEAF!
The wisdom of this story is: NEVER listen to other people's tendencies to be negative or pessimistic. Because they take your most wonderful dreams and wishes away from you. the ones you have in your heart! Always think of the power words have. Because everything you hear and read will affect your actions! Therefore: ALWAYS be...POSITIVE!!!
And above all: Be DEAF when people tell YOU that you can not fulfill your dreams!!! Always think: God and I can do this!!!
Stopped singing @ 7:38 pm ♥
♥ Sunday, June 17, 2007 ♥
It's not the fault of the student if he fails, because the year ONLY has 365 days. Typical academic year for a student:
1. Sundays - 52 Sundays in a year, you know Sundays are for rest. (Days left 313.)
2. Summer holidays - 50 where weather is very hot and difficult to study. (Days left 263.)
3. 8 hours daily sleep - 130 days GONE. (Days left 141.)
4. 1 hour for daily playing- (good for health) means 15 days. (Days left 126.)
5. 2 hours daily for food & other delicacies (chewing properly & swallowing) - means 30days. (Days left 96.)
6. 1 hour for talking (man is a social animal) - means 15 days. (Days left 81.)
7. Exam days - per year at least 35 days. (Days left 46.)
8. Quarterly, half yearly and festival (holidays) - 40 days. (Days left 6.)
9. For sickness - at least 3 days. (Days left 3.)
10. Movies and functions- at least 2 days. (1 day left.)
11. That 1 day is your birthday. How can you study on that day?!?!?!?!?!?! (Balance = 0)
How can a student pass ?????!
Stopped singing @ 7:15 pm ♥
♥ Thursday, June 14, 2007 ♥
Last night you and your best friend had had a fight.
You decide not to talk to her the next day.
She smiles at you.
You grinde your teeth at her.
She tells her friends nice things about you.
You spread Bad rumors about her.
She tries to come and talk to you.
But you puh her aside.
She thinks you are a great friend.
You think she is a terrible friend.
She writes nice notes to you, telling you the best times they had had together.
You write all the bad.
Deep down you know she's sorry.
But all you have is hate.
The next day at school you find a note on your desk. It reads:
Dear Isabella,
I tried to tell you yesterday,
But you didn't let me speak,
I tried to tell you good things,but you were afraid to hear them.
I tried to smile at you,
to take away the hate.
But now it's time to tell you, even though it's a bit late.
That i am dieing.
I have a bad tumor in my stomach and it is getting bigger.I'm sorry to have to tell you that i wont be able to go to school today.
I wrote this to you today in the hospatal.
My time is up.
I'm sorry i should have told you sooner.
I'm really sorry about our argument,you are such a great friend.
I promise i shall watch over you,
Lots of love
Katie.
Isabella ran to the hospital to tell her she was sorry,
But only her mum was left.
Her hand claped over her face.
And she was crying. Down on her knees she prayed,
for her daughter Katie to come back.
You, Isabella were too late.
You wish you told her sooner and got to say goodbye.
All friends have their ups and downs, and sometimes you need to say sorry.
Don't wait for her to do it first.
Because you never know what could happen.
Do Treasure Everyone & Everything you have.. [You might lose it 1 day...]
Atesore realmente todo y cada uno u tienen... [Usted lo perderá un dÃa...]
Stopped singing @ 6:56 pm ♥
♥ Tuesday, June 12, 2007 ♥
She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: "How is my little boy? Is he going to be all right? When can I see him?" The surgeon said, "I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it." Sally said, "Why do little children get cancer? Doesn't God care any more? Where were you, God, when my son needed you?"
The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time alone with your son? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university." Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son.
She ran her fingers lovingly through his thick red curly hair. "Would you like a lock of his hair?" the nurse asked. Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally. The mother said, "It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. "I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will help some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom."
She went on, "My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could." Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending most of the last six months there! She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car. The drive home was difficult.
It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room. She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep. It was around midnight when Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter.
The letter said: "Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say "I Love You". I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know.
Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD! And guess what, Mom? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important.
That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't allowed. Well, you know what Mom? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him ?' "God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children.
Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.
Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery! How about that?
Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.
Stopped singing @ 10:57 pm ♥