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23 May 2007 // 4:22 AM
i bought a pants today~~~!!! and i like it. but too expensive oh! ><

nvm in my heart, it's worth...
and i let my heart decided

hehe =)

bt now my leg very pain... :'(


this is lyric of 春泥

漫天的话语
纷乱落在耳际
你我沉默不回应
牵你的手
你却哭红了眼睛
路途漫长无止尽
多想提起勇气
好好的呵护你
不让你受委屈 苦也愿意

那些痛的记忆 落在春的泥土里
滋养了大地 开出下一个花季
风中你的泪滴 滴滴落在回忆里
让我们取名叫做珍惜

迷雾散尽 一切终于变清晰
爱与痛都成回忆 遗忘过去
繁花灿烂在天际 等待已有了结局
我会提起勇气 好好地呵护你
不让你受委屈 苦也愿意
那些痛的记忆 落在春的泥土里
滋养了大地 开出下一个花季
风中你的泪滴 滴滴落在回忆里
让我们取名叫做珍惜 漫天纷飞的花语
落在春的泥土里 滋养了大地
开出下一个花季 风中你的泪滴
滴滴落在回忆里 让我们取名叫做珍惜

那些痛的记忆 落在春的泥土里
滋养了大地 开出下一个花季
风中你的泪滴 滴滴落在回忆里
让我们取名叫做珍惜
让我们懂得学会珍惜


12.05.2007
11 May 2007 // 4:57 PM
PP1 was gone.

My sis failed to get scholarship from JPA, it's mean my parents hv 2 prepare RM300,000 till 400,000 for her future study...

I going to China in 2 more weeks...

I hope to read some touching story... recomment some to me if u hv,ok?

I hope to read some touching story or article from you.

I hope to receive some article written by you (chui) to put in hornbill

I try to write touching article but i realise it is not tat touch...


A fine, A letter
// 4:55 PM
Jack took a long look at his speedometer before slowing down: 73 in a 55 zone. Fourth time in as many months. How could a guy get caught so often? When his car had slowed to 10 miles an hour, Jack pulled over, but only partially. Let the cop worry about the potential traffic hazard. Maybe some other car will tweak his backside with a mirror. The cop was stepping out of his car, the big pad in hand. Bob? Bob from Church? Jack sunk farther into his trench coat. This was worse than the coming ticket. A cop catching a guy from his own church. A guy who happened to be a little eager to get home after a long day at the office. A guy he was about to play golf with tomorrow. Jumping out of the car, he approached a man he saw every Sunday, a man he'd never seen in uniform. "Hi, Bob. Fancy meeting you like this." "Hello, Jack." No smile. "Guess you caught me red-handed in a rush to see my wife and kids." "Yeah, I guess." Bob seemed uncertain. Good. "I've seen some long days at the office lately. I'm afraid I bent the rules a bit - just this once." Jack toed at a pebble on the pavement. "Diane said something about roast beef and potatoes tonight. Know what I mean?" "I know what you mean. I also know that you have a reputation in our precinct." Ouch. This was not going in the right direction. Time to change tactics. "What'd you clock me at?" "Seventy. Would you sit back in your car please?" "Now wait a minute here, Bob. I checked as soon as I saw you. I was barely nudging 65." The lie seemed to come easier with every ticket. "Please, Jack, in the car" Flustered, Jack hunched himself through the still-open door. Slamming it shut, he stared at the dashboard. He was in no rush to open the window. The minutes ticked by. Bob scribbled away on the pad. Why hadn't he asked for a driver's license? Whatever the reason, it would be a month of Sundays before Jack ever sat near this cop again. A tap on the door jerked his head to the left. There was Bob, a folded paper in hand. Jack rolled down the window a mere two inches, just enough room for Bob to pass him the slip. "Thanks." Jack could not quite keep the sneer out of his voice. Bob returned to his police car without a word. Jack watched his retreat in the mirror. Jack unfolded the sheet of paper. How much was this one going to cost? Wait a minute. What was this? Some kind of joke? Certainly not a ticket.

Jack began to read: "Dear Jack, Once upon a time, I had a daughter. She was six when killed by a car. You guessed it - a speeding driver. A fine and three months in jail, and the man was free. Free to hug his daughters, all three of them. I had only one, and I'm going to have to wait until Heaven before I can ever hug her again. A thousand times I've tried to forgive that man. A thousand times I thought I had. Maybe I did, but I need to do it again. Even now. Pray for me. And be careful, Jack, my son is all I have left. -Bob"


Jack turned around in time to see Bob's car pull away and head down the road. Jack watched until it disappeared. A full 15 minutes later, he too, pulled away and drove slowly home, praying for forgiveness and hugging a surprised wife and kids when he arrived.


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