It's July! Gosh!
Mid July.
A new chapter is starting soon.
2 more months.
Can you believe it?
I had been waiting for this period of time for ages.
But I do not look forward too much to the day after all.
Strange. Weird.
Out...
Saturday, July 10, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Our dearest~
It has been a month since Bebe departed from this world.
On Vesak Day, Bebe was put to sleep at 1pm.
I believe Vesak Day is a good day. At lest Bebe will get to walk beside Buddha.
And I do know it is his fate to leave on this important day.
Somehow, even this comes rather suddenly, I had long since been mentally prepared for his departure ever since he fall sick in a rather similar way on another Chinese New Year. I believe it is not normal for him to recover to a state of an active puppy hungry for food and attention overnight, especially when he could barely walk nor drink the day before. Something is wrong.
I am very glad that I actually managed to see him for the last time on the eve of Vesak Day. We brought him out for a walk for a last time, and we can see he is enjoying it.
It is a months anniversary today.
I still miss him.
However, I am not feeling sad over it. I would smile when I think of him. Because I know he is having a peaceful time in the heavens now.
I saw 3 clouds in the skies just one day after he left. The 3 clouds were shaped like 3 dogs, with one particular cloud looked like Bebe himself. Maybe the other 2 was his new friends? Or were they Giegie or Bobby? Or is this simply just my imagination? Coincidence? Or is he really trying to cheer me up, just because I was thinking of him at that point of time? I will never know. But I choose to believe its them, and that Bebe is trying to show me he is fine now.
Be a good boy now, Bebe. =)
I will love you forever, Bebe.
Out.
On Vesak Day, Bebe was put to sleep at 1pm.
I believe Vesak Day is a good day. At lest Bebe will get to walk beside Buddha.
And I do know it is his fate to leave on this important day.
Somehow, even this comes rather suddenly, I had long since been mentally prepared for his departure ever since he fall sick in a rather similar way on another Chinese New Year. I believe it is not normal for him to recover to a state of an active puppy hungry for food and attention overnight, especially when he could barely walk nor drink the day before. Something is wrong.
I am very glad that I actually managed to see him for the last time on the eve of Vesak Day. We brought him out for a walk for a last time, and we can see he is enjoying it.
It is a months anniversary today.
I still miss him.
However, I am not feeling sad over it. I would smile when I think of him. Because I know he is having a peaceful time in the heavens now.
I saw 3 clouds in the skies just one day after he left. The 3 clouds were shaped like 3 dogs, with one particular cloud looked like Bebe himself. Maybe the other 2 was his new friends? Or were they Giegie or Bobby? Or is this simply just my imagination? Coincidence? Or is he really trying to cheer me up, just because I was thinking of him at that point of time? I will never know. But I choose to believe its them, and that Bebe is trying to show me he is fine now.
Be a good boy now, Bebe. =)
I will love you forever, Bebe.
Out.
Friday, May 28, 2010
In loving memories of bebe...
Bebe had passed away on 280510, 1.00pm at the age of 15 years.
I will love you forever, Bebe...
Out
I will love you forever, Bebe...
Out
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Philosophy of life
A boat docked in a tiny Mexican fishing village.
A tourist complimented the local fishermen on the quality of their fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.
"Not very long." they answered in unison.
"Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?"
The fishermen explained that their small catches were sufficient to meet their needs and those of their families.
"But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
"We sleep late, fish a little, play with our children, and take siestas with our wives. In the evenings, we go into the village to see our friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs.
We have a full life."
The tourist interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."
"And after that?"
"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant.
You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City , Los Angeles, or even New York City!
From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."
"How long would that take?"
"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years." replied the tourist.
"And after that?"
"Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the tourist, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"
"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the fishermen.
"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."
"With all due respect sir, but that's exactly what we are doing now. So what's the point wasting twenty-five years?" asked the Mexicans.
And the moral of this story is:
Know where you're going in life... you may already be there.
Out
A tourist complimented the local fishermen on the quality of their fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.
"Not very long." they answered in unison.
"Why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?"
The fishermen explained that their small catches were sufficient to meet their needs and those of their families.
"But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
"We sleep late, fish a little, play with our children, and take siestas with our wives. In the evenings, we go into the village to see our friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs.
We have a full life."
The tourist interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."
"And after that?"
"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant.
You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City , Los Angeles, or even New York City!
From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."
"How long would that take?"
"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years." replied the tourist.
"And after that?"
"Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the tourist, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"
"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the fishermen.
"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."
"With all due respect sir, but that's exactly what we are doing now. So what's the point wasting twenty-five years?" asked the Mexicans.
And the moral of this story is:
Know where you're going in life... you may already be there.
Out
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Saturday is in ashes now.
Saturday burnt!
NDP NDP NDP!
Somehow I caught a cold while doing my duty.
Nevertheless, I enjoyed the filming process. =)
Ach!! - Thats how i sneeze.
NnnnggH!! - Thats how my sis sneeze.
Ah-ti-SIII!! - Thats how my dad sneeze.
HAHHH CHOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Glass shatters* - Thats how my mum sneeze.
Out!
NDP NDP NDP!
Somehow I caught a cold while doing my duty.
Nevertheless, I enjoyed the filming process. =)
Ach!! - Thats how i sneeze.
NnnnggH!! - Thats how my sis sneeze.
Ah-ti-SIII!! - Thats how my dad sneeze.
HAHHH CHOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Glass shatters* - Thats how my mum sneeze.
Out!
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