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Monday, April 24, 2006,8:06 AM
小时候的我们。。


这是我。。。 哈哈。。 可爱!

这是妹妹! 可爱!

昨天是妈妈的生日。
早餐吃素已是我们家的“传统".

妈妈的生日,我和妹妹送了她一个像框。
像框里有他们26年前的一张结婚照片,我和妹妹小时候的照片,和一张在我毕业典礼上所拍的全家幅。
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Saturday, April 08, 2006,11:34 PM
contented

Having :
a family always willing to listen to me and my rubbish,
a family who enjoys watching tv programmes together in the living room,
parents who nag about the same thing every single weekend... >.<"
a sister who laughs with & at me for at every single crap joke that I say..
a doting bf who is still wif me after all these years.. thru tiffs & problems..
a bf who is my soulmate whom I can speak my all problems and worries to and provide me with comfort and a listening ear..
a bf who is my shelter away from all the struggles and ruffles in life.. a shoulder for me to cry on..
a pet from whom I learn that life is a greater struggle when you know you have no control over it and you've no choice but to live it thru the best way possible...
friends whom I know and who knows what a silly girl I am.. haha.. and forgives me for all the silly things I say and do.. haha..

and lastly, despite all the frustration and crazy lesson timelines.. a job that I really love.

I am contented.




"Content makes poor men rich; discontentment makes rich men poor." ~ Benjamin Franklin

So then I guess.. I am rich.
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Sunday, April 02, 2006,11:01 AM
6 days ago..

6 days ago.. my beloved goldfish, Spottie, died.
I bought Spottie and Goldie, my other surviving goldfish, during my practicum days as the English unit was on caring for animals. I wanted to show and teach my pupils how to take care of pets etc.
Anyway, since then, my whole family has fallen in love with the both of them. Usually, Goldie is the weaker fish. Always slipping in and out of 'coma' and Spottie is the one who always comes and tries to 'resuscitate' her.

Unexpectedly, Spottie is the one who died 1st.
Its T.O.D. was at 1230pm. 1st eye witness : My sister

She got the shock of her life when she say Spottie belly-up in the water.
SMSed all friends and family who knew Spottie and announced her death.
:(

Since Spottie's death, Goldie has been hanging on to her life, still swimming in a vertical position, and I can sense that she knows that she's the only fish left in the tank.

Poor Goldie.. she's lonely..

On the night when Spottie died, my sister and I decided it would be crazy to flush her down the toilet bowl, so we decided to give her a decent burial.. at the grass patch in front of our flat.
We borrowed a shovel from dad.. and took turns digging a hole for Spottie..

We all miss Spottie.. I know I do..
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