tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53770572011-08-02T12:31:27.115-07:00I m the pirate who don't do anything I just stay at home and lie around And if you ask me to do anything I'll just tell you I don't do anything And I've never hoist the main sail And I've never swabbed the poop deck And I've never veer to starboard 'Cause I never sail at all oh well! you get the idea, this's me! I m the pirate who don't do anythingdososonoreply@blogger.comBlogger351100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377057.post-13554156184100008772010-04-14T19:25:00.000-07:002010-04-14T19:35:40.578-07:00

Mostly, people wave (mildly) at ya and say, "Hi!" or "Hi.". Some just grin or smile or nod e japanese nod.Not for Rachel. She wandered into the room & saw me. Immediately, she hastened her pace, as though she has made a wonderful discovery in the room, sat down next to me (I was sitting on the floor), wrapped her hands around my arm and said, "hi..."Warmed. Loved.Some "Hi" indicate the "beginning

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dososonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377057.post-61810747785565426322008-01-23T19:15:00.000-08:002008-01-23T19:28:28.101-08:00

CouRage is nOt in the absence of fear.it is going through it all, despite of it all, knowing that God will be with me - surely - thrOugh it all.i'll enter this Job with THanksGiving in my heart and will enter into it with JOY!God said to Joshua - 3 times! - "Be strong and courageous!" So will i! so WILL I! so Muz I! Last nite, the realization of reality - change in work environment + the quick

dososonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377057.post-82772730452586597382008-01-21T23:00:00.000-08:002008-01-22T00:54:10.644-08:00

My God and Kingto You alone I singYou're the face I seekFor all eternityYou'd be my dream come trueJust to be with YouHow I'd see brand newWith eyes for only YouMy God and KingThrough the storm I singCovered by Your wingThis song of love I bringYou are my dream come trueJust to be with YouNow I see brand newWith eyes for only YouI hope that this will truly beCome my heartcry for this year.My

dososonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377057.post-37500280242033486382007-09-13T19:26:00.000-07:002008-01-22T00:54:36.167-08:00

hAf u ever seen a dog hiccups? Well, if you have no such privilege, let me invite u over to my house & experience it for urself...Laz nite, when hUgo hiccups again, i brot him to his water bowl. Filled it up for him to drink. & he licked it up in less than 1 minute! Naively thinking that he was still thirsty, i filled up the bowl again and gave it to him. He might have been extremely thirsty oR

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Chew chew chew...Hugo went on his first East Coast outing last week. He was so tired that he fell aslp in the cab - on the way to the vet.Vet: "OK! you (me) shall give him a treat, and you (daisy) should try to hold him very tightly. & I'll give him the jab. Roger tt? Ready? Ok let's go! on the count of 3! 3...2...1!"

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Shi locked hUGo back into his crate @ 9plus pm one nite...coz he was noty again. (attempted to bite her hair.) Think he juz could not resist. Maybe he tot it was fun or cute. Shi did not think so. So yar, into the crate he went.@10pm sharp, i figured it was about time to bring hUGo to toilet. As i approached his crate, i heard him whining. & outta the crate came a totally wet puppy! He must have

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It has been a while...since i changed my job role...since we have a dog in our house. we (shi & me) bot a beagle. 2 years after jOJo. Shortly after we read "Marley & me". As we feel that it is time for another doggy to...to pee in our house.Shi: I think we should call him Hugo.me: Why?Shi: He looks very huGo-ish to me.me: Huh?! What is the meaning of HuGO?!Shi: Don't know. Just look HugO-ish to

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On my way to church last sunday, I saw a couple flagging for a cab. The guy was carrying a cute little white doggy. Suddenly, I was reminded of that day when my twin and I flagged for cab, with my precious jojo wrapped in a towel, sleeping peacefully forever...It was our last trip with her to the vet hospital. I recalled the exclaims of "Awwww!" and "oh dear" when we walked in with her in my arms

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Should i Blog my daily emotion/feeling/stress?

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The Five Love LanguagesMy primary love language (now corrected) is probablyPhysical Touchwith a secondary love language beingActs of Service.Complete set of resultsPhysical Touch: 11Acts of Service: 6Quality Time: 6Receiving Gifts: 5Words of Affirmation: 2 Information Unhappiness in relationships, according to Dr. Gary Chapman, is often due to the fact that we speak different love languages.

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I am a twin. This is my twin (& me).These are my sisters (& me).we R one big Family.I am happy to be a twin. Previledge, u know!

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I've never felt so blessed on my birthday for a NooooooooOOOOOooOOOOong nooooNg time. I have so many birthday celebrations that i felt like a celebrity!!one gave me a picture - and i melted when i first saw it. Best-est ah!some gave me a tenderheart - reminded me that there are many tenderhearted pple in my life rite now.some gave me an adidas jacket and world cup jersey (france) - never felt so

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itz been 365 daz, 1 year exactly."bone bone, jojo! go fetch!" She would look at me thru her expectant & excited doggy eyes. When I threw the bone, she would make a dash for it, picked it up and brought it back to me. but when I would not play with her, she would laze around & sleep. This was one of her sleeping position that was really cute & I miss it so much now...Once, I actually "scooped" her

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I stood at the door, facing this uncle, "eh, can I buy the entrance tickets now?""hm, the tour starts at only 6pm. You want to come back later?" It's 5.55pm."eh...can I buy the tickets and pay first?""hmmmm, ok. You can pay first.". I do believed that he has noticed that I have a friend with me, but he asked anyway, "eh one or two?""Two please", I smiled."Your friend. She is Adult?" "She is a

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Can you see me? sure you can.& tt's my fav boss!yah, yearly routine - Company's Dinner & DraW (i'm sorry? or was it 'Dinner & Dance') event.Notice my accessories. All HaNd-made by my twin. All my female colleagues wanted to buy loh. notice the earrrrrrings. can you see the butterFLy? anybody interested? I can take orders...

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PS: guys, i've started jogging again. yes...*nod nodM listening to Corrinne May's songs while i write. She has a voice like an angel. She has been blessed with A Gift to write songs - songs that sImply touches your heart.There iz something about Birthday. If it iz mine, I might want to celebrate...not.If it iz somebody's else, some acquaintance, I might want to celebrate...or not.If it iz

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normaLLy after e worship practice, i m the last person to get out of church. Y? Coz I had to close the main gate. USually, the gate would close @ a considerably slow speed - such that I could still effort to StroLL out before e gate closed. That fateful nite (maybe about 3 weeks ago??), i noticed that the gate was closing fast! So i panicked! I ran & managed to slide out of e gate before it

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Pirate who dunch do anythINg has nUthing to write ...Coz ... Coz ... Coz loh. Coz the brown fox is going to jump over the dog.Coz i'm sleepy.Coz i'm pretty. *muahahaha*COz i'm really bored. maybe i need to get out of SG soon. maybe...

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It’s ironic. I have always wanted to visit S-21. (For I love history and going to historical places.) I wanted very much to visit the place where many were tortured and killed. I…I guess I just wanted to know. To see for myself what happened then. Many told me that it is a depressing place and that I would be very sad if I do go. But after reading about Pol Pot and his evil doings, I just… I just

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All I want for for Christmas is for my Daddy & Mummy to fall in love with Jesus. No better gift will i ever get than this.so Dear Father-in-heaven, make my father-on-earth and my mother-on-earth fall in love with you on this very day. Open their spiritual eyes and ears.All I want for Christmas is to hear them say, "I want this Jesus, whom my daughters are so in love with, in my life."

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I have a dream. My Dream is to beCOMe a Firefighter when I grow up. Now, wait a minute here! I'm grown up. In fact, too overgrown. Can I still be a firefighter? The tot of being one comes back to me every now and den. At the beginning of this year, I kept asking myself - Should I be one? Can I take the physical training if I do become one? Am I fit enough to take the stairs? Can I carry one human

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Recently, my boss wanted me to spice up our clients' website with some festival greetings. ME?! I am expected to do this, on top of the amount of workload they are giving me, firing my temp without informing me (for the sake of wanting somebody to carry the black wok) - thus working all alone for 10 to 12 hours a day (everydaY), I have to do this. Great. so I think think and think. Then, I

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"...apart from peer pressure, media influences, Liking/Love transcends AGE. I like You, You like Me so okie lor right? Think and care so much for what...it's not for the long-term anyway. "Treasure" the Present, Grab what you can see. If you can sense the feelings now, why wait why procastinate why get confused? And perhaps a comforting line/lie, who knows maybe can work out in the long-run leh?

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Roses are red Pens (some) are blue Violet is pretty & so are youNot a very good recap. Maybe you can correct my childhood memory of such poems. Do you remember those times? End of year routine. Girls running around frantically, asking (and selectively choosing) friends to write down some tots or words, so that we can look at it again in 10 years time and remember

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I don't really have enemy, but I do have people whom I cannot stand. God is really interesting. He could have made this world such that when we work, it is a standalone thingy. No need to work with people. No need to communicate. I work; I get satisfaction by working alone. I will always be happy as there is no need for me to communicate with difficult people or having to bear another person's

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Have you ever tried zaru soba or udon? If not, you should. And QuICKly too! In a hot + humid country like SG, you ought to eat zaru soba or udon all the Time! When I was in Nagano, my pastor & missionary friend re-introduced it to me. It is the most refreshing meal ever! Cold udon soaked in tasty, tasty Tsuyu sauce (mixed with seaweed & onion). Oh btw, Nagano was actually rather cold compare to

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I am back. Safely. Rested. Tot through some stuffs and surrendered it to God. At least, I hope I really have done so.My flight home was an eventful journey.First, the flight was delayed. Waited for some passengers from some 5 other flights which were all super delayed. Some were so late that we flew off w/o them. Then, the plane could not take off as the flight was too light in the middle section

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Yeap, I'm now at the Singapore Changi Airport. Really need my beauty sleep. Think I have only about 5 hours of sleep over the past 2 days. Last night, after a late nite movie, I felt almost like fainting while sitting at a coffeeshop (eeeYup! after my soup somemore!).Anyhow, i'm now a pirAte who is flying to nIhOn and not do anything much still. (",)

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Do you, do you?All I know is that God is in Control - of everything. Ultimately. So dunch fret.Do you believe in returning an eye for an eye? I don't. At least, I do hope my actions will be louder than my words. Human Beans can't help it that, at times, we want to be in control of stuffz. Esp when things go wrong or bad. Like if somebody wrongs you, your first reaction is that you wanna pay him/

dososonoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377057.post-1119002835881882792005-06-15T03:07:00.000-07:002005-06-21T18:43:10.253-07:00

First month deAth anniversary - JoJo.  

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10 U for being there 4 me.U may not know it, but right now, i'm rather scared - to be alone.maybe, i'm not scared. maybe, i'm just LoneLy. or does it comes as a pair? maybe.wa ta shi no tomoanata waarigato ne! itsumademo, nandemo... arigato ne!itsumo, kochi ni tsuto tsuto... materu.tabun, ima no watashi wa nani mo hoshii ku nai, nenanimo...tabun, anata wa ta ke...hoshii, ne

dososonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5377057.post-1117186433306448012005-05-27T02:19:00.000-07:002005-05-27T16:53:14.313-07:00

Dress Code: Formal. Esp at head office. If u do not dress the correct + proper attire, please do not appear. Please do not show up. Yes, even if there is a terribly important meeting to attend. No formal attire = no proper attire. Please do nOt ...Should I? gulp! but dressing up = being uncomfy!I showed up at work with a new black dress this morning. An attempt to dress up. To dress formal. &

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Jo JO Having heartache now. Can feel e pain on my chest - i do mean, literal pain. I still miss her terribly."Feed a dog, love a dog, and he will think you are king Feed a cat, love a cat, and he will think he is king..."Read this from a book and i think it makes perfect sense!Ok, I am a pure dog lover and am completely plus thoroughly biased. So fine me, but i'm not going to change my

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You have always been more than a friend. Something is missing in my life now that you are gone. I miss you, jojoyou had taught me about unconditional love, about faithfulness, about patience.i will always remember...1) How you smiled2) How you could eat longan, peeled off the skin and leaving behind the seed3) How small you were when we first met4) How you jumped onto the kitchen

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