I hate being the second class citizen.

If communication is only one-way, then I rather there be no communication at all.

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6/10/2009 03:19:00 PM
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For not giving in to the pressure while he is alive.
For seeing the situation in another perspective.

He could have taken the easier way out and left the “family business” that he inherited. But he had stayed on, the giving American women the right to say their goodbyes to their deformed/disabled child with dignity. His work saved them from the trauma that would otherwise fall upon them, having no way out but to go through the full-term pregnancy.

It’s hard work enough carrying on the work of God, going through childbirth for the continuity of human kind.

God bless your soul, Doc.
You can be sure that for every one person that condemns your doing, there are at least 5 who can see where the action stems from - Mercy. And the fact that you have left the World while being so near to God just means that you will reach heaven sooner.

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6/03/2009 12:41:00 PM
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THEN, 1970s
The government encouraged couples to “stop at 2”. I am sure the advertisements of children sharing the food – the more children, the less food each gets – are still etched in most baby boomers’ mind.
NOW, 2009
The government is encouraging couple to “not stop at 2”, the more the merrier, baby bonus increase with direct relations to the no. of kids you have.

THEN, 1970s
Government encouraged people to stop using dialects when at home. Speak in English, so your children will be linked to the World.
NOW, 2009
Very few of us can hold a decent conversation in proper Mandarin, without peppering all the nouns with English, let alone writing an article. We are encouraged to speak Chinese to the children at home now.

40 years is all it takes to take us to the other end of the scale.

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3/18/2009 10:53:00 AM
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Ellie sent me via email.. and i find it oh-so-true...

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2/11/2009 04:39:00 PM
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Just finish the cartoon. And it triggers this post.

In many ways, Remy & I are very much alike. We love fooood. Not the everyday plain bread & butter kinda food (That's Gabbage!!!) but good food, delicious food that's worthy of our tastebud. And we love combining food to create our own unique taste. Think french fries with vanilla ice-cream, tomato and cheese... Hmmmm....

Food has always been my soft spot. And apparently, I think it's pretty obvious to the people around me. Why? Because I always see bribes in terms of food, apology-food, trying-to-get-into-good-shoes-food, and of course, plain good-company food.

I can't resist good food. Craving is the norm for me. But hey, it's a good sign. I eat only when I'm happy. So if you see me eating, I AM HAPPY. Period.

In fact, come to think of it, I actually sold my whole life-load of happiness for food. When Grumpy was courting me, he really bring me the best food, all at the most perfect time. How could I resist? So there he is, laying one crumb after another, leading the way into his arms, then the alter. Now, he simply keeps lotsa food in our house, so I'll stay put & be happy.

There is just so much message behind a simple offer of food. From a friend, it reflects the bond, he/she was thinking of you when the food was spotted. Food was bought with you in mind, if it's not the love of friendship, what is it? If it's from a family members, it reflects the love. how many times have we eaten food that is supposed to bring us health when we are at the verdge of getting sick? Even if it's from a stranger, it reflect generousity. It marks the day for both the offerer & the offeree.

Food, it's not just the thing to eat & keep us breathing.
It's what we keep breathing for.

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10/11/2007 12:29:00 AM
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A lot of people ask me why I choose to tie the knot so early. I haven't seen the World, have the fun, or have my fair share of men (to put it this way)..

But my theory is, I don't want to walk through life only to find later that The One is actually the one I had left behind years ago. By then, he could be having his family.. moving on without me. And I could be still where I am, with herpes. I do acknowledge that I'm missing out some things in life, experiences that one can only have when young. I cannot turn back the time, the youth, the sense of free-ness.

But waking up every morning, with The One still sleeping soundly besides you, and a dog to give you the "Is-it-time-already?" look, it's all worth it.

I saw a passage that sums it all up about early marriages:

"In a way, Rob and I grew up together. We helped make each other — for better or worse. Getting married wasn't about settling down or having stability; it was about joining forces for an adventure neither of us could have alone. It was like standing at the edge of a cliff with rushing water beneath us. We were happy, terrified — and against all expectations, we jumped. But we were holding hands, and even if we were falling fast, we were together. Are together."

So, no. Shotguns are not the only way to early marriages.

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8/31/2007 07:42:00 PM
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8/19/2007 05:12:00 PM
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Quote of the Day:

-You can't change the past,
but you can shape the future....

Thanks to all that had remember my birthday, and for the wishes. After so many days of good food, I'm so reluctant to return back to work! Sigh.. laziness...

Passing thought @the moment:
I so miss having a cammy. And I'm going to change my mobile, another Samsung awaits in line...

and...

DIET
DIET
DIET
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All the crabs are heading for my hips *horror*

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8/12/2007 02:45:00 PM
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