A shocking story

Very Shocking.... .
This is a real story of a young college girl who passed away last monthin Penang. Her name was Ai Ling. She was hit by a truck. She had a boyfriend named Tony. Both of them were true lovers. They always talked onthe phone. She used to be never found without her handphone.In fact she also changed her network from Maxis to Digi, so that both ofthem can be on the same network, and save on the cost. Even when Tonyleft overseas to finish his masters, they constantly kept in touch. She used to spend half of the day talking with Tony. Ai Ling's familyknew about their relationship. Tony was very close to Ai Ling's familyas well. (Just imagine their love) . Before she passed away she alwaystold her friends 'If I pass away please burn me with my handphone' shealso said the same thing to her parents. After her death, people couldn't carry her body. A lot of them tried todo so, but still cant everybody that had tried to carry the body, theresults were the same. Eventually, they called a person known to one oftheir neighbours, who can speak with the soul of dead person and who wasa friend of her father. He took a stick and started speaking to himself slowly. After a fewminutes, he said 'this girl misses something here.' Then her friendstold that person about her intentions to burn her with her phone. Hethen opened the grave box and place her phone and sim card inside thecasket. After that they tried to carry the body. It was then movedeasily and they then carried her into the van. All of us were shocked. Ai Ling's parents did not inform Tony that AiLing had passed away as they're waiting for him to come home after hisgraduation.. After 2 weeks Tony returned and called Ai Ling's mom....... Tony: 'Aunty, I'm coming home today. Cook something nice for me. Don'ttell Ai Ling that I'm coming home today, I wanna surprise her.'Her mother replied, 'Come home first, I wanna tell you something veryimportant.' After he came, they told him the truth about Ai Ling. Tony thinks thatthey were playing a fool. He was laughing and said 'don't try to fool me- tell Ai Ling to come out, i have a gift for her... Please stop thisnonsense'. Then they show him the original death certificate to him. They gave himproof to make him believe. (Tony started to sweat) He said... 'Its nottrue. We spoke yesterday.. She still calls me. Tony was shaking. Suddenly, Tony's phone rang. 'see this is from Ai Ling, see this....' heshowed the phone to Ai Ling's family. all of them told him to answer. hetalked using the loudspeaker mode. All of them heard his conversation. It is the actual voice of Ai Ling &there is no way others could use her sim card since it is nailed insidethe grave box! They were so shocked and asked for the same person's (who can speak withthe soul of dead persons) help again. He brought his master to solvethis matter. He & his master worked for 5 hours. Then they discovered one thing whichreally shocked them....






Digi 'I will follow you!!!'

New Shoes

It will be perfect if this is in black. Unfortunately size 6 (UK) in black is too perfect and ran out from the shelf. I really like the design and can't resist to bring this home even it's not a black one. I think it will go well with skirt or even my hot pants!! :P

I am suppose to buy a pair of black shoe to go with my black dress for my Annual Dinner 2008. Yet this is not in black. I like the chocolate color leather, it looks like snake skin! So elegant and ladylike! :)

沙发

新买的沙发今天送来了。PVC 的L SHAPE 黑色沙发放在我家大厅看起来有点像一朵鲜花插在牛粪上，格格不入。 Hilton 好像也很雀跃， 立刻跳到沙发上去爬着，可爱！

有了新的沙发，我可以呆在客厅比较长时间了。 Hilton 也喜新厌旧，不要躺在它的‘床’上休息， 反而喜欢跳上来和我争位子。 我再三警告它不许咬沙发， 也不晓得他是否听得明白。 希望它乖乖别打沙发的主意。要不然我可要把它丢出去。

Don't Give Up on Dreams

I have a friend named Monty Roberts who owns a horse ranch in San Ysidro. He has let me use his house to put on fund-raising events to raise money for youth at risk programs.The last time I was there he introduced me by saying, “I want to tell you why I let Jack use my horse. It all goes back to a story about a young man who was the son of an itinerant horse trainer who would go from stable to stable, race track to race track, farm to farm and ranch to ranch, training horses. As a result, the boy’s high school career was continually interrupted."

When he was a senior, he was asked to write a paper about what he wanted to be and do when he grew up. That night he wrote a seven-page paper describing his goal of someday owning a horse ranch. He wrote about his dream in great detail and he even drew a diagram of a 200-acre ranch, showing the location of all the buildings, the stables and the track. Then he drew a detailed floor plan for a 4,000-square-foot house that would sit on a 200-acre dream ranch.
He put a great deal of his heart into the project and the next day he handed it in to his teacher. Two days later he received his paper back. On the front page was a large red F with a note that read, `See me after class.' The boy with the dream went to see the teacher after class and asked, ‘Why did I receive an F?’

The teacher said, ‘This is an unrealistic dream for a young boy like you. You have no money. You come from an itinerant family. You have no resources. Owning a horse ranch requires a lot of money. You have to buy the land. You have to pay for the original breeding stock and later you’ll have to pay large stud fees. There’s no way you could ever do it.’ Then the teacher added, ‘If you will rewrite this paper with a more realistic goal, I will reconsider your grade.'

The boy went home and thought about it long and hard. He asked his father what he should do. His father said, ‘Look, son, you have to make up your own mind on this. However, I think it is a very important decision for you.’ Finally, after sitting with it for a week, the boy turned in the same paper, making no changes at all. He stated, ‘You can keep the F and I’ll keep my dream.’ Monty then turned to the assembled group and said, “I tell you this story because you are sitting in my 4,000-square-foot house in the middle of my 200-acre horse ranch. I still have that school paper framed over the fireplace. He added, “The best part of the story is that two summers ago that same schoolteacher brought 30 kids to camp out on my ranch for a week. When the teacher was leaving, he said, ‘Look, Monty, I can tell you this now. When I was your teacher, I was something of a dream stealer. During those years I stole a lot of kids’ dreams. Fortunately you had enough gumption not to give up on yours.’

Don’t let anyone steal your dreams.
Follow your heart, no matter what.

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My new bags

This is the one that attracted me to the shop...and the longer I stay in there, the more I wanted to buy.

This one come with yellow and pink. I picked the pink and sister picked the yellow. Both look great!

This one is cool!!

Day 1 after castration

"How can I sleep with this fucking cone on?"

"Mommy, don't u see I'm suffering? I really hate this. Can you take it out, please..."

"Okay! I know I have to stay with it for now. But the cushion doesn't help much. I am still not comfortable with this!!!"

Today is the PRESENT

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon

to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room's only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.

Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats.

Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and

a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch,

and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow

to take his first look at the real world outside.

He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, 'Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.'

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.

Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.

If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.

'Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present.'