i really do wonder what are they doing there...?
ps: the "love is" entry is actually the lyrics to a john lennon's song which is called "love is"
love is real
real is love
love is feeling
feeling love
love is wanting
to be loved
love is touch
touch is love
love is reaching
reaching love
love is asking
to be loved
love is you
you and me
love is knowing
we can be
love is free
free is love
love is living
living love
love is needing
to be loved
thoughts of john....
"there she goes..... racing through my....." the radio couldn't have played this song at a better time.
long road home...green trees everywhere, and also a green signboard that says "34 km KL".Just passed the sign that says "welcome to Malaysia". frankly i'm glad that KLIA is so far away, hoping i can spend more time with her, my last chance of letting out the three small words.now all that's left of her is the warmth of her hug.
one and a half hour ago, helped her carry her luggage onto the car. promised to "walk" her last mile away from Malaysia with her.
"what was i thinking?"
"i should be asking her to stay and not letting her go!!"
"who am i to ask her to stay?"
"but she might be gone forever.....she has already made arrangements for migration"
"that's not for sure yet....she might be back after she graduate.....if so,two years is not too long...hopefully by then i'll be more mature for her....and also braver to tell her....."
"i guess you're the only one....."said the radio.....
it was a quiet journey to the airport, it seems that both of us knew that something should be said but no one knows what......
thoughts of stephanie
"why isn't he saying anything?"
"why should he? i'm the one leaving, not him"
"didn't my mum mention about the migration?"
"why did mum mention the migration? now he'll probably think i'm not coming back"
"when i'm back after two years.....will he still be there?"
"i guess you're the only one....."said the radio.....
"i guess i'm not that 'one' to him..........."
"attention, calling for passengers of px11070 to australia. the plane will be leaving in half an hour"
living in a family of six is sort of a challenging task, learning to stand each other is bad enough, even worse is learning how to share.
the first thing that i learn is family are for eternity, so it's best that i learn to deal with them instead of running away. i'm the second youngest family member which means i have to deal with alot of high "ranking" people. parents are the two people that keeps you alive, so it's better not to provoke them in any way and always keep as few contacts as possible. two older and working brothers means that they have money to buy more expensive presents for your birthday, so must constantly remind them of the broken cd player and the car needs to be fixed. and finally, a younger sister who i consider to be a burden. warning: always stay away from the youngest sibling because whatever happens to her will be blamed on whoever's there at the time. these are some advise on how to survive a family of six.
note: this is just pure crap........
note: this is purely fictional and has nothing to the war in IRAQ
g-cart=general carter mr p=mr president
General Carter, 43 single, holding the status report of the "Operation Liberate Iraq" aka OLI, waiting to enter the control room in PENTAGON to meet the president of United States. proud he felt when he was hand-picked by the President himself to serve directly under him. Glad, as he was let free of the petty politics played by other generals in order to gain power. g-cart, a relatively honnest person was planning to retire back in the 80's when he received an unexpected call from the white house.since then, he has peaked his career and was asskissed because he's the right hand of the president.Proud of his achievement, he worked towards his ideal, to serve and protect the United States of America.but through the years, little did he realise all he did was to clean up the mess by politicians and fought all the war and killing people for the so called "peace".
mr p: status report, general.
g-cart: Sir! the tanks are already deployed and ready to attack upon command.
mr p: very well carter, i think i can see an extra star on you uniform very soon.
g-cart: Thank you Sir!! just doing my duty sir!! following commands and carying
out strategies as ordered Sir!!!
mr p: general, CIA has indicated that Chemical Ali might be hiding inside tunnels directly underneath the Gold Dome.
g-cart: Alright sir, i'll send GI's to search the whole parameter.
mr p: Not enough general, i want that place torn down by nightfall with the apache stationed in the city.
g-cart: Sir! with all due respect, can i ask for the information of the whereabouts of Chemical Ali to be verified before we take any offensive actions? The last time we tried to bomb Chemical Ali, we ended up wounding iraqi civilians.
mr p: i think you're not getting the point here.I gave you a DIRECT ORDER and i expect you to know what to do.
g-cart: yes sir. but are you sure that's appropriate? i thought we're only supposed to disarm the iraqi army, i have very good reasons to believe we've already done that.besides, we still have to explain to the UN commission the failure to recover any mass destruction weapon in Iraqi.
mr p: DAMN IT general, do you know why we're in this war?FOR the COUNTRY!!!
and remember that! what ever we do here is going to affect the whole country.
to be continued......
i have a cool wallpaper.....can't wait to minimize my explorer to look at it again
just read this from readers digest february 1987.
"Sanford M.Donbusch, a professor of human biology, sociology and education at Stanford University, is conducting a study of six San Francisco-area high schools. He has found that Asian-Americans consistently get better grades than do other students, regardless of their parents level of education and economic status. Indeed, the more English that was spoken in the students' homes
-indicating a greater degree of assimilation into American life- the poorer they tend to do in school."

i typed a long post and accidentally closed it without saving it...so i'm too lazy to retype it.....
argh...nevermind
just realised that i'm such a lousy friend.....
few of my friends've been really down lately and i didn't even notice it.....
and there's also people i promised to call but never did.
and now most of them are going to study abroad and i don't have the chance to see them again.....at least within these few years.