"Are we going to be friends forever?" Asked Piglet.
"Even longer," Pooh answered.

Even though from here on in,
our paths may change,
our lives may vary,
and our encounters less frequent,
there will always be the memories,
which bind us togeather,
memories of love,
friendship and trust,
years comprised of joy,
sadness and laughter,
experiences which could only be felt with the heart,
and times which live on forever in our thoughts,
even if we ever drift apart in our hectic lives,
remember this, you mean so much to me and will ALWAYS be.

will be taking a break.. no more online for nonsense.. be back soon..
i wont be addicted.. going to trust myself.. good night..

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127 !! kept listening.. i like the korean version better.. i realise korean singers put in more feelings in ther songs.. maybe because of their language.. anyway.. so fast right? the time past.. 24 hours not enough for you.. same for me.. i think it is not enough.. even if give me more hours a day.. i juz waste them off.. staring at computer screen.. staring at tv screen.. staring at ceiling.. staring outside the window.. why handphone is a must for everyone now? sms from heekiah.. sms from weijie.. haiz.. cant give me a break.. it's a torture.. hiding.. escape.. tell me how am i going to face two people at the same time.. 3 pm 28 June.. HAHA!! ...try again or walk away...

dun blame me.. i just wake up.. skipped school a g a i n.. i was thinking whether to go for muisiang lesson.. no was my answer.. juz stay at home to study for my m&m test.. F..
i am a Failure.. ...try again or walk away...

i didnt pon school.. good student..
nothing much to post today.. workshop..
always kena injuries..
looking for something.. changi airport anyone?


Few relationships issues are that plain and simple. The real answer is "it depends." So, you say, let's cut to the chase and get to the bottom line: What do these relationships depend upon? They depend upon how much each person in the relationship is willing to stretch and grow. These friendships, you see, require both men and women to call upon parts of themselves that are usually less accessible when relating to their typical same-sex friends. For a man, a woman who is just a friend allows him to express his more emotional side, to experience his vulnerability, to treat himself and his friend more tenderly than is permissible with male friends. What is typically missing for him in this cross-gender relationship, however, is the kind of rough camaraderie he can have with another man. For a woman, a man who is just a friend helps her express her independent, more reasoned and tougher side - the harder edge that's kept under wraps in relationships with women. The down side for her is the relative absence of emotional reciprocity and intensity she normally shares with a female friend.

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makes me feel like an idiot..










school is starting tomorrow.. which means?
so lonely inside so busy out there..
for learners of English..
panic - a sudden strong feeling of fear or anxiety.
panicked - if you panic, you become so afraid and anxious
that you cannot act sensibly.
i do have lots of completed projects.. because the grades are all very lousy.. thats why i dun blog about it.. thanks for ur bloody idiot concerns..
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY HUIJUN!! MAY UR WISHES COME TRUE!!

yesterday was zhixiu and huijun bdae celebration.. watched garfield 2 before meeting them.. completed the movie with sms distraction's' and the pepsi.. wore white shirt.. but nvm it's ok.. not pretty yesterday..
we went NYDC for dinner.. chatted and laughed..
trying to laugh away some awkwardness..

walked and played.. to far east..

and to shaw.. jokes and old times stories.. new games.. time for us to part.. me and xy walked from orchard to droby ghaut.. for some information sharing.. reached home around 12.30..
pic of the day!


enjoyed the day!

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u know me.. but i dunno you.. nodding.. kk.. keeping nodding but i dunno whether it goes out.. yes.. yes wad.. it did go in.. *but will leave as soon as i leave this room.. hahaha.. anyone wans to go out and slack? available now.. come come.. fill in ur time slot..
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ZHIXIU!!
MAY ALL UR DREAMS AND WISHES COME TRUE!!!
and STAY HAPPY!!.. ...try again or walk away...

Karma (The Four Wives)
"In one of the Agama Sutras, the Buddha's early sermons, there is a very interesting story:

Once there was a man who had four wives. According to the social system and circumstances of ancient India, it was possible for a man to have several wives. Also, during the Heian period in Japan, about a thousand years ago, it was not unusual for a woman to have several husbands. The Indian had become ill and was about to die. At the end of his life, he felt very lonely and so asked the first wife to accompany him to the other world.

'My dear wife,' he said, 'I loved you day and night, I took care of you throughout my whole life. Now I am about to die, will you please go with me wherever I go after my death?'

He expected her to answer yes. But she answered, 'My dear husband, I know you always loved me. And you are going to die. Now it is time to separate from you. Goodbye, my dear.'

He called his second wife to his sickbed and begged her to follow him in death. He said, 'My dear second wife, you know how I loved you. Sometimes I was afraid you might leave me, but I held on to you strongly. My dear, please come with me.'

The second wife expressed herself rather coldly. 'Dear husband, your first wife refused to accompany you after your death. How can I follow you? You loved me only for your own selfish sake.'

Lying in his deathbed, he called his third wife, and asked her to follow him. The third wife replied, with tears in her eyes, 'My dear, I pity you and I feel sad for myself. Therefore I shall accompany you to the graveyard. This is my last duty to you.' The third wife thus also refused to follow him to death.

Three wives had refused to follow him after his death. Now he recalled that there was another wife, his fourth wife, for whom he didn't care very much. He had treated her like a slave and had always showed much displeasure with her. He now thought that if he asked her to follow him to death, she certainly would say no.

But his loneliness and fear were so severe that he made the effort to ask her to accompany him to the other world. The fourth wife gladly accepted her husband's request.

'My dear husband,' she said, 'I will go with you. Whatever happens, I am determined to be with you forever. I cannot be separated from you."

This is the story of 'A Man and His Four Wives.'

Gautama Buddha concluded the story as follows:
'Every man and woman has four wives or husbands. What do these wives signify?'

THE FIRST WIFE
The first 'wife' is our body. We love our body day and night. In the morning, we wash our face, put on clothing and shoes. We give food to our body. We take care of our body like the first wife in this story. But unfortunately, at the end of our life, the body, the first 'wife' cannot follow us to the next world. As it is stated in a commentary, 'When the last breath leaves our body, the healthy color of the face is transformed, and we lose the appearance of radiant life. Our loved ones may gather around and lament, but to no avail. When such an event occurs, the body is sent into an open field and cremated, leaving only the white ashes.' This is the destination of our body.

THE SECOND WIFE
What is the meaning of the second wife? The second 'wife' stands for our fortune, our material things, money, property, fame, position, and job that we worked hard to attain. We are attached to these material possessions. We are afraid to lose these material things and wish to possess much more. There is no limit. At the end of our life these things cannot follow us to death. Whatever fortune we have piled up, we must leave it. We came into this world with empty hands. During our life in this world, we have the illusion that we obtained a fortune. At death, our hands are empty. We can't hold our fortune after our death, just as the second wife told her husband: 'You hold me with your ego-centered selfishness. Now it is time to say goodbye.'

THE THIRD WIFE
What is meant by the third wife? Everyone has a third 'wife'. This is the relationship of our parents, sister and brother, all relatives, friends, and society. They will go as far as the graveyard, with tears in their eyes. They are sympathetic and saddened...

Thus, we cannot depend on our physical body, our fortune, and our society. We are born alone and we die alone. No one will accompany us after our death.

THE FOURTH WIFE
Sakyamuni Buddha mentioned the fourth wife, who would accompany her husband after his death. What does that mean? The fourth 'wife' is our mind [or Alaya consciousness]. When we deeply observe and recognize that our minds are filled with anger, greed, and dissatisfaction, we are having a good look at our lives. The anger, greed, and dissatisfaction are karma, the law of causation. We cannot be separated from our own karma. As the fourth wife told her dying husband, 'I will follow you wherever you go.'"
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Making a difference
A friend of mine was walking down a deserted Mexican beach at sunset. As he walked along, he began to see another man in the distance. As he grew nearer, he noticed that the local native kept leaning down, picking something up and throwing it out into the water. Time and again he kept hurling things out into the ocean.
As my friend approached even closer, he noticed that the man was picking up starfish that had washed up on the beach, and, one at a time, he was throwing them back into the water.
My friend was puzzled. He approached the man and said. "Good evening, friend. I was wondering what you are doing."
"I'm throwing these starfish back into the ocean. You see, it's low tide right now and all of these starfish have been washed up onto the shore. If I don't throw them back into the sea, they'll die up here from lack of oxygen."
"I understand," my friend replied, "but there must be thousands of starfish on this beach. You can't possibly get to all of them. There are simply too many. And don't you realize this is probably happening on hundreds of beaches all up and down this coast. Can't you see that you can't possibly make a difference?"
The local native smiled, bent down and picked up yet another starfish, and as he threw it back into the sea, he replied, "Made a difference to that one!"

The scorpion and the old man
One morning, after he had finished his meditation, the old man opened his eyes and saw a scorpion floating helplessly in the water. As the scorpion was washed closer to the tree, the old man quickly stretched himself out on one of the long roots that branched out into the river and reached out to rescue the drowning creature. As soon as he touched it, the scorpion stung him. Instinctively the man withdrew his hand. A minute later, after he had regained his balance, he stretched himself out again on the roots to save the scorpion. This time the scorpion stung him so badly with its poisonous tail that his hand became swollen and bloody and his face contorted with pain.
At that moment, a passerby saw the old man stretched out on the roots struggling with the scorpion and shouted: "Hey, stupid old man, what's wrong with you? Only a fool would risk his life for the sake of an ugly, evil creature. Don't you know you could kill yourself trying to save that ungrateful scorpion?"
The old man turned his head. Looking into the stranger's eyes he said calmly, "My friend, just because it is the scorpion's nature to sting, that does not change my nature to save."

"A clown enjoys seeing people laugh. You? You feel disturbed because another person laughed. Tell me, are u not worse than a clown?"

Three Questions
IT once occurred to a certain king, that if he always knew the right time to begin everything; if he knew who were the right people to listen to, and whom to avoid, and, above all, if he always knew what was the most important thing to do, he would never fail in anything he might undertake.

And this thought having occurred to him, he had it proclaimed throughout his kingdom that he would give a great reward to any one who would teach him what was the right time for every action, and who were the most necessary people, and how he might know what was the most important thing to do.

And learned men came to the King, but they all answered his questions differently.
In reply to the first question, some said that to know the right time for every action, one must draw up in advance, a table of days, months and years, and must live strictly according to it. Only thus, said they, could everything be done at its proper time. Others declared that it was impossible to decide beforehand the right time for every action; but that, not letting oneself be absorbed in idle pastimes, one should always attend to all that was going on, and then do what was most needful. Others, again, said that however attentive the King might be to what was going on, it was impossible for one man to decide correctly the right time for every action, but that he should have a Council of wise men, who would help him to fix the proper time for everything.

But then again others said there were some things which could not wait to be laid before a Council, but about which one had at once to decide whether to undertake them or not. But in order to decide that one must know beforehand what was going to happen. It is only magicians who know that; and, therefore in order to know the right time for every action, one must consult magicians.

Equally various were the answers to the second question. Some said, the people the King most needed were his councillors; others, the priests; others, the doctors; while some said the warriors were the most necessary.

To the third question, as to what was the most important occupation: some replied that the most important thing in the world was science. Others said it was skill in warfare; and others, again, that it was religious worship.

All the answers being different, the King agreed with none of them, and gave the reward to none. But still wishing to find the right answers to his questions, he decided to consult a hermit, widely renowned for his wisdom.

The hermit lived in a wood which he never quitted and he received none but common folk. So the King put on simple clothes, and before reaching the hermit's cell dismounted from his horse, and, leaving his bodyguard behind, went on alone.

When the King approached, the hermit was digging the ground in front of his hut. Seeing the King, he greeted him and went on digging. The hermit was frail and weak, and each time he stuck his spade into the ground and turned a little earth, he breathed heavily.

The King went up to him and said: 'I have come to you, wise hermit, to ask you to answer three questions: How can I learn to do the right thing at the right time? Who are the people I most need, and to whom should I, therefore, pay more attention than to the rest? And, what affairs are the most important and need my first attention?'

The hermit listened to the King, but answered nothing. He just spat on his hand and recommenced digging.

'You are tired,' said the King, 'let me take the spade and work awhile for you.'
'Thanks!' said the hermit, and, giving the spade to the King, he sat down on the ground.
When he had dug two beds, the King stopped and repeated his questions. The hermit again gave no answer, but rose, stretched out his hand for the spade, and said:
'Now rest awhile -- and let me work a bit.'

But the King did not give him the spade, and continued to dig. One hour passed, and another. The sun began to sink behind the trees, and the King at last stuck the spade into the ground, and said:
'I came to you, wise man, for an answer to my questions. If you can give me none, tell me so, and I will return home.'

'Here comes some one running,' said the hermit, 'let us see who it is.'

The King turned round, and saw a bearded man come running out of the wood. The man held his hands pressed against his stomach, and blood was flowing from under them. When he reached the King, he fell fainting on the ground moaning feebly. The King and the hermit unfastened the man's clothing. There was a large wound in his stomach. The King washed it as best he could, and bandaged it with his handkerchief and with a towel the hermit had. But the blood would not stop flowing, and the King again and again removed the bandage soaked with warm blood, and washed and rebandaged the wound. When at last the blood ceased flowing, the man revived and asked for something to drink. The King brought fresh water and gave it to him. Meanwhile the sun had set, and it had become cool. So the King, with the hermit's help, carried the wounded man into the hut and laid him on the bed. Lying on the bed the man closed his eyes and was quiet; but the King was so tired with his walk and with the work he had done, that he crouched down on the threshold, and also fell asleep -- so soundly that he slept all through the short summer night. When he awoke in the morning, it was long before he could remember where he was, or who was the strange bearded man lying on the bed and gazing intently at him with shining eyes.

'Forgive me!' said the bearded man in a weak voice, when he saw that the King was awake and was looking at him.

'I do not know you, and have nothing to forgive you for,' said the King.

'You do not know me, but I know you. I am that enemy of yours who swore to revenge himself on you, because you executed his brother and seized his property. I knew you had gone alone to see the hermit, and I resolved to kill you on your way back. But the day passed and you did not return. So I came out from my ambush to find you, and I came upon your bodyguard, and they recognized me, and wounded me. I escaped from them, but should have bled to death had you not dressed my wound. I wished to kill you, and you have saved my life. Now, if I live, and if you wish it, I will serve you as your most faithful slave, and will bid my sons do the same. Forgive me!'

The King was very glad to have made peace with his enemy so easily, and to have gained him for a friend, and he not only forgave him, but said he would send his servants and his own physician to attend him, and promised to restore his property.

Having taken leave of the wounded man, the King went out into the porch and looked around for the hermit. Before going away he wished once more to beg an answer to the questions he had put. The hermit was outside, on his knees, sowing seeds in the beds that had been dug the day before.

The King approached him, and said:
'For the last time, I pray you to answer my questions, wise man.'
'You have already been answered!' said the hermit still crouching on his thin legs, and looking up at the King, who stood before him.
'How answered? What do you mean?' asked the King.

'Do you not see,' replied the hermit. 'If you had not pitied my weakness yesterday, and had not dug these beds for me, but had gone your way, that man would have attacked you, and you would have repented of not having stayed with me. So the most important time was when you were digging the beds; and I was the most important man; and to do me good was your most important business. Afterwards, when that man ran to us, the most important time was when you were attending to him, for if you had not bound up his wounds he would have died without having made peace with you. So he was the most important man, and what you did for him was your most important business. Remember then: there is only one time that is important --

Now! It is the most important time because it is the only time when we have any power. The most necessary man is he with whom you are, for no man knows whether he will ever have dealings with any one else: and the most important affair is, to do him good, because for that purpose alone was man sent into this life!'

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it is a bit strange when someone close(eg. mama) to you call you by "baby" and u know that u r not a baby anymore.. sounds disgusting to me.. but when someone not close to you calls u that.. funny.. the way of conversation.. so cute.. lolz.. laugh.. yeah right.. hip-hop people.. no lar.. retro boy from my class.. so true.. he says that i 12 hours sleep 12 hours online.. i think i wake up 12 today.. or 1.. cant rmb.. i know is noon.. i really slept 12 hours.. if i online one plus more hours then is 12 hours online!! i think no one will be interested in my life.. lol.. so simple.. i had deleted all the games from my desktop.. no more minesweeper, freecell, pinball, etc.. wonder why i still can online 12 hours.. staring at the computer screen.. i think i need to go army for some disciplinary training.. time management.. self-moltivation.. ...try again or walk away...

i waited 3 hours for hee kiah.. lost my patience and was about to leave.. surprised that i was actually convinced to wait a little longer.. poor qiyin i think she will reach home only at 6.. ...try again or walk away...

it is me or you? couldn't really get the answer i want.. heartless idiot..
why do i need to go back to school during holidays!!! what is the holidays for?
and all you wanted was somebody who cares..
wrong the right!...try again or walk away...

went out with ex-pasta pple.. played pool for an hour.. playing with the pros.. sianz.. to arcade for a while.. and we watched she's the man.. nice movie.. walked around and had dinner at scotts.. a day juz passed.. took 132 home.. the route pass by many road with "names".. next time if u take that bus try and see.. see if u get wad i mean.. time for bed.. good nitez..
Is there anyone out there cause it's getting harder and harder to breathe
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Dysthymia....try again or walk away...

golden skin. touseled hair. 'wowza!' body.
you thought.
got to go back school.. forum.. kill!!
may it break down..
yes!! forever-n-beyond!!
bitchy girl.
emotionally shuts down or shuts down emotionally?
dangerous.
It's a date.
"everything is just fine."...try again or walk away...

seriously hoping that u wont think that it was a mistake..
heyhey.. shanhu is staying over at my house tonight.. guess wad we did during the day.. crapping about secondary school life for 4 hours.. and editing photos..

watched yu le bai fen bai.. webcam time!!!! msn-ing with stella.. dinner with her and her bf.. her bf stay at around my area.. that muz be one of the reason she came over lar.. haha.. after dinner.. they go the new playground juz below my flat for sweet talks.. and me left out.. got to play the slide alone.. it was so fun.. brings back childhood memories..
new playground below my flat..

the playground i still miss the most.. sims drive blk 57..
pic of me!

had fun alone.. entertaining myself..
home!! we went to the yahoo web.. played the mirror game.. level 18 den game over.. great achievement.. shanhu kept saying that i look like zhou chong qing.. had to find his pic to prove her wrong.. i am so pretty yet compare me to that er xin guy.. so nvm.. i did the pic for her to be happy.. she laugh like a crazy kid.. bth.. assuming anyone who see it will laugh.. so upload for everyone to laugh.. =D


i go to sleep le.. good nitez.. mistake?

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i need a new chair!! back aches.. anyone to help me relief my back pain?!
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5 girls from 6A.. the black black girl i dunno who.. haha.. who fuckin' cares..
li zhen.. on the top-left hand corner.. now wan to fight the post of beauty queen in wps with me.. even though she knows she sure lose.. hahaha.. bottom left corner is michelle ng.. i call her si ying.. i last saw her on my way to mjr.. shocked that i called her si ying.. haha..
the one in the centre below me.. if u know who am i.. she is jia shin.. zilin was her classmates in TPJC for first 3 months.. now in SP.. beside her is yan shan.. the most innocent looking girl in my class.. lol.. but she is not.. cool right?
see how i get the photo? i was talking to siang leng.. reminds me of wps CD.. i watched.. and saw myself!!!! i am so cute.. haha.. pause.. but cant print screen.. took with my hp.. so not clear.. cos is old cd and i used hp.. still nice right? refreshing my childhood memories..
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fickle asshole? i think so.. primary school days are so innocent.. ...try again or walk away...

thanks.. i know now.. ROLL!! ...try again or walk away...