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a for amanda. the playlist keeps changing but i do not. i like what i do whatever i always do. dancing in the rain, sucking it up. gimme the sun now, i'l love you to bits.

Life without a cell is like cheese burger without cheese. I just lost my cell. I'm depressed. All my pictures and music are gone! Anyway, I don't wish to do any remininising tonight. I want happy visions maybe premonitions? Haha.

I finally finished my work. And, am looking for fanlistings. James Spader? The Practice? Anyone? It's a great show, I meant 'The Practice'. Every Tuesday after CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, another hit series.

Alan Shore: This would be when you get up.
Denny Crane: Introduce me.
Alan Shore: I beg your pardon.
Denny Crane: I like to be introduced in the beginning.
Alan Shore: *looks up him and then stands up* Ladies and gentlemen, I give you, Danny Crane. *judge looks at them in the most puzzling way*
Denny Crane: *stands up and walks out* The district attorney has made my client seemed like a horrible disgusting vile person and when I get down, when I've had my say, ladies and gentlemen, the jury when you've finished listening to what I've to say to you right now, this very minute, he will see far less disgusting, far less horrible and won't seem vile at all. Danny Crane. *sits down while Alan and the district attorney stared in awe at Danny*

Oh my God! LMAO. That's the funniest court case I've ever heard! The jury must be so awed by his speech.

Computer. Books. Tv. What else? Nothing. Oh, yeah, one more thing: dogs. Ya cap'n here is jaded. Spent. Fagged out. What else? Aye, ready ya?

Made a soft-crust pie this afternoon in the kitchen. Amazingly used the whole packet of flour. That's 500g.

I want that pants!! Can I try it on? No? Oh, bullshit. Tis' shirt is nice. Let's go to Giordano. How this pants? No, no, thinking again, I think the ones in the other shop was better. Maybe we can get the shirts from tis' place. Okay?

You're a pest. Nah ah. Not ya. You! You there. Yes. Stop giving me that look. You presence annoys me. Don't ask. I guess you have the 'Get-annoyed-by-me' sign on your forehead. Just shut up and go back to your stinkin' nest, ya docker! *sticks tongue out*

Sent Bobo for a checkout to the vet's. Luckily, he's healthy and there's totally no problem except his teeth. You should look at his canines. If you're the kind that don't brush your teeth properly or not, after looking at that set of 'sparkles', I bet'ah gonna change your daily routine.

How'ady! Love the way he looks at me. Love the way he 'smiles' and 'kisses' my feet and hands. I love him so much it worth a thousand pages to write that down.

It's Christmas! I have mourned for her and I think she would love to see us jumping up and down again like before. Though you have gone, I am still happy for you as you''ve been relieved of the pain. Merry Christmas to you! And to everyone out there!! (up and below)
You came and you go.

The joy of receiving you has been the most wonderful part of my life.

But yet, you left us so early and suddenly.

Christmas is just a block away. The joy of giving was not vindicated not this fateful day.

We will always love you. No matter how haughty you were or how small you felt in our heart.

We have placed a little part of you in the pockets of our warm hearts.

In loving memory of Tian Tian.
(August 2000 - December 24th 2004)

R.I.P

I just received a call from the vet. Bad news. Tian Tian is in critical condition and she's weak. She's on oxygen now and very minute of her life counts. I'm devastated. When I got the call, I was like 'okay....yea' kinda mood. But when mom called me 'bout her feelings and what she's gonna do, I was in tears. I'm sad. She's dying....

My dogs are adults! In human years, of course. Sheba is roughly 20-odd human years old, maybe 24. Tian Tian is almost the same. Bobo, my darling is 33. And his still growing!

I will always love Bobo. It's cantonese for darling. His my darling!! Tian Tian is hospitalized today. She's got uterus infection and the doc says that it's neccesary to take the womb/uterus out. Poor little thing. Anyway, thank God that Bobo and Sheba are fine, especially Bobo. His my baby.

Happy Birthday, John Doe. Missing you by the day, cheesy. You're always my cheese.

Ah....almost time ta tight in to bed. Praying that 'the-web' will be restored and available again. Gosh, so much to do with so little time. It's not much actually, just thoughts that needed to be processed. Looking back, didn't know I have the stamina to write some many entries in a day.

Stop here I am. :)



Yay! Weepee! I did it. My marquee is not 'invisible' anymore. It's not totally clear cause opacity is just around 60. Put your mouse over and the image is at opacity 100%.

Now we can see more of Gris' face!! LOL.

Took a short piece of transcript from a web. Read it. It's very funny.

Gil Grissom: I come here for calamari.
Catherine Willows: Oh... Alone?
Gil Grissom: No. Sometimes I have a beer with it.

Calamari? It's squid prepared as food. Should taste great, cause in my opinion, squid always tastes nice.

Gris, his so humourous. That applies to the rest of the crew to, sometimes. Gil Grissom is from the drama series CSI. Just information for dockers' sake.

I just did my web. I made a fanlistings section, just after the links section. It's a marquee and with a few javascripts added on. The fading effect is a bit too faded. But I like it anyway.

Put ya mouse over the buttons and voular, the marquee stops to let you click!

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Aye,...bored at home now. It ain't fun at all; sleeping, playing at home. Tired n' bored.......

Am telling ya tis' ........what 'bout that? Okay. Decided to play my piano and finish with tis' journal here.

I'm gonna black-out in a few moments.

I'm bombarded by many many suggestions from different webbies. Calendars, adoptables, music and even my own radio!! It's great to have some many things to think about, but it ain't any easy task deciding which to put and which to leave out.

1. Calendars- They are beautiful things. The best thing is it ain't gonna take up any space from my image host.

2. Adoptables- No host required. But, tis' lame and boring to put up these things.

3. Music- Only 1 song playing. No possible of adware or spyware for my type of music. I ain't gonna use iwebmusic cause I hate the pop-ups. Poppin' ups links to possible of adware and spyware.

4. Radio- Cumbersome. It ain't any beauty but an art-of-work once all done up. Am thinking 'bout tis' baby...

Monday, December 20, 2004

Just in case you are wondering what I was writing in my first 2 posts.

Am telling ya tis'. Tis' blog, no journal, ain't any open lock to my life. When I feel like it, I feel like that. It ain't worth tellin' ya how sad I was or how angry I was. Words is what ya gonna get to know that I was angry or whatever damn feeling it was.

Aye, sound pirate-ish me? It ain't cause ya doodles get no nothing.

Am I?

Should I?

It's a total mystery. Even to me.

It's like being trapped between 2 walls with extra cream and am feeling dreamy...

Lol. No cream, just dreamy.

Sunday, December 19, 2004

A new chapter.

Twas' the night when the book is reopened and rekindled.

A new beginning...

Life without a cell is like cheese burger without cheese. I just lost my cell. I'm depressed. All my pictures and music are gone! Anyway, I don't wish to do any remininising tonight. I want happy visions maybe premonitions? Haha.

I finally finished my work. And, am looking for fanlistings. James Spader? The Practice? Anyone? It's a great show, I meant 'The Practice'. Every Tuesday after CSI: Crime Scene Investigation, another hit series.


Alan Shore: This would be when you get up.
Denny Crane: Introduce me.
Alan Shore: I beg your pardon.
Denny Crane: I like to be introduced in the beginning.
Alan Shore: *looks up him and then stands up* Ladies and gentlemen, I give you, Danny Crane. *judge looks at them in the most puzzling way*
Denny Crane: *stands up and walks out* The district attorney has made my client seemed like a horrible disgusting vile person and when I get down, when I've had my say, ladies and gentlemen, the jury when you've finished listening to what I've to say to you right now, this very minute, he will see far less disgusting, far less horrible and won't seem vile at all. Danny Crane. *sits down while Alan and the district attorney stared in awe at Danny*

Oh my God! LMAO. That's the funniest court case I've ever heard! The jury must be so awed by his speech.


Computer. Books. Tv. What else? Nothing. Oh, yeah, one more thing: dogs. Ya cap'n here is jaded. Spent. Fagged out. What else? Aye, ready ya?

Made a soft-crust pie this afternoon in the kitchen. Amazingly used the whole packet of flour. That's 500g.


I want that pants!! Can I try it on? No? Oh, bullshit. Tis' shirt is nice. Let's go to Giordano. How this pants? No, no, thinking again, I think the ones in the other shop was better. Maybe we can get the shirts from tis' place. Okay?


You're a pest. Nah ah. Not ya. You! You there. Yes. Stop giving me that look. You presence annoys me. Don't ask. I guess you have the 'Get-annoyed-by-me' sign on your forehead. Just shut up and go back to your stinkin' nest, ya docker! *sticks tongue out*

Sent Bobo for a checkout to the vet's. Luckily, he's healthy and there's totally no problem except his teeth. You should look at his canines. If you're the kind that don't brush your teeth properly or not, after looking at that set of 'sparkles', I bet'ah gonna change your daily routine.

How'ady! Love the way he looks at me. Love the way he 'smiles' and 'kisses' my feet and hands. I love him so much it worth a thousand pages to write that down.


It's Christmas! I have mourned for her and I think she would love to see us jumping up and down again like before. Though you have gone, I am still happy for you as you''ve been relieved of the pain. Merry Christmas to you! And to everyone out there!! (up and below)

You came and you go.

The joy of receiving you has been the most wonderful part of my life.

But yet, you left us so early and suddenly.

Christmas is just a block away. The joy of giving was not vindicated not this fateful day.

We will always love you. No matter how haughty you were or how small you felt in our heart.

We have placed a little part of you in the pockets of our warm hearts.

In loving memory of Tian Tian.
(August 2000 - December 24th 2004)

R.I.P


I just received a call from the vet. Bad news. Tian Tian is in critical condition and she's weak. She's on oxygen now and very minute of her life counts. I'm devastated. When I got the call, I was like 'okay....yea' kinda mood. But when mom called me 'bout her feelings and what she's gonna do, I was in tears. I'm sad. She's dying....


My dogs are adults! In human years, of course. Sheba is roughly 20-odd human years old, maybe 24. Tian Tian is almost the same. Bobo, my darling is 33. And his still growing!

I will always love Bobo. It's cantonese for darling. His my darling!! Tian Tian is hospitalized today. She's got uterus infection and the doc says that it's neccesary to take the womb/uterus out. Poor little thing. Anyway, thank God that Bobo and Sheba are fine, especially Bobo. His my baby.


Happy Birthday, John Doe. Missing you by the day, cheesy. You're always my cheese.

Ah....almost time ta tight in to bed. Praying that 'the-web' will be restored and available again. Gosh, so much to do with so little time. It's not much actually, just thoughts that needed to be processed. Looking back, didn't know I have the stamina to write some many entries in a day.

Stop here I am. :)




Yay! Weepee! I did it. My marquee is not 'invisible' anymore. It's not totally clear cause opacity is just around 60. Put your mouse over and the image is at opacity 100%.

Now we can see more of Gris' face!! LOL.


Took a short piece of transcript from a web. Read it. It's very funny.

Gil Grissom: I come here for calamari.
Catherine Willows: Oh... Alone?
Gil Grissom: No. Sometimes I have a beer with it.

Calamari? It's squid prepared as food. Should taste great, cause in my opinion, squid always tastes nice.

Gris, his so humourous. That applies to the rest of the crew to, sometimes. Gil Grissom is from the drama series CSI. Just information for dockers' sake.

I just did my web. I made a fanlistings section, just after the links section. It's a marquee and with a few javascripts added on. The fading effect is a bit too faded. But I like it anyway.

Put ya mouse over the buttons and voular, the marquee stops to let you click!

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Aye,...bored at home now. It ain't fun at all; sleeping, playing at home. Tired n' bored.......

Am telling ya tis' ........what 'bout that? Okay. Decided to play my piano and finish with tis' journal here.

I'm gonna black-out in a few moments.

I'm bombarded by many many suggestions from different webbies. Calendars, adoptables, music and even my own radio!! It's great to have some many things to think about, but it ain't any easy task deciding which to put and which to leave out.

1. Calendars- They are beautiful things. The best thing is it ain't gonna take up any space from my image host.

2. Adoptables- No host required. But, tis' lame and boring to put up these things.

3. Music- Only 1 song playing. No possible of adware or spyware for my type of music. I ain't gonna use iwebmusic cause I hate the pop-ups. Poppin' ups links to possible of adware and spyware.

4. Radio- Cumbersome. It ain't any beauty but an art-of-work once all done up. Am thinking 'bout tis' baby...

Monday, December 20, 2004

Just in case you are wondering what I was writing in my first 2 posts.

Am telling ya tis'. Tis' blog, no journal, ain't any open lock to my life. When I feel like it, I feel like that. It ain't worth tellin' ya how sad I was or how angry I was. Words is what ya gonna get to know that I was angry or whatever damn feeling it was.

Aye, sound pirate-ish me? It ain't cause ya doodles get no nothing.

Am I?

Should I?

It's a total mystery. Even to me.

It's like being trapped between 2 walls with extra cream and am feeling dreamy...

Lol. No cream, just dreamy.

Sunday, December 19, 2004

A new chapter.

Twas' the night when the book is reopened and rekindled.

A new beginning...

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