&Looking for joy;
Friday, April 4, 2008





Wow so long didnt blog.

1 month. Actually not tat long right, just felt its very long since I log in and even open up on blog page.

I don't know how many of you are still reading, mum say don't blog about work stuff. But I only have work stuff to blog about ar, tats why the long disappearance.

But now, I think its ok to say la, don't think alot of ppl are reading liao, I'll just treat here as my diary. Those who still come here are those who still care. =)


Now doesn't have any point I wana add pertaining to work. I'll just upload some pics I've taken lor. Still got some pics I havent upload to my com, will upload here when done.

;8:35 AM


Her

Altimate moodswing cum stubborn ger
Age: Turning old
Love my parents.
Love children.
Love swimming.
Love to teach.
Love dancing.
Pessimistic.
Escape-ist.

My recipe

How to make a winnie
Ingredients:
5 parts jealousy
3 parts crazyiness
1 part empathy
Method:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Serve with a slice of lustfulness and a pinch of salt. Yum!

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    • WORDS TO PONDER - LOVE



    "You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her."
    "Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get, its what you are expecting to give - which is everything."
    "Immature love says, 'I love you because I need you. Mature love says, 'I need you because I love you."
    "It was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul."
    "If you judge people, you have no time to love them."
    "The only abnormality is the incapacity to love."
    "A very small degree of hope is sufficient to cause the birth of love."
    "The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find it them."