Image - Young at Heart

Ok I lied. I just couldn't resist the temptation to colour my lineart. Maybe I should get a tablet soon.

Star-crossed lovers

Man. I won't want to paint with a mouse, ever again


I tried.

Changing numbers is quite troublesome. But at least it's 1/3 of the original subscription fee (yeah and one third of the features huh) plus the number is quite auspicious, with so many 8s like my IC. Still, the most unbeatable numbers are Julia's and Lala's. Only sevens and ones. Geez. Anyhow random surely tio their numbers in the third try one (don't try it!)

Juicy, ain't it?

Apparently! This is a real photo, and the trick is to focus on the oranges rather than the drops themselves. But no matter how I look at it, it smells of photo manipulation.

What does love mean?

.... An email that I recieved the other day........

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,

"What does love mean?"

The answers they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined. See what you think:

"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her
toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got
arthritis too. That's love."

Rebecca- age 8

"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4

"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5

"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
Chrissy - age 6

"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4

"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
Danny - age 7

"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"
Emily - age 8

"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)

"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"
Nikka - age 6

(We need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)

"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."
Noelle - age 7

"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy - age 6

"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."
Cindy - age 8

"My mommy loves me more than anybody . You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 6

"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."
Elaine-age 5

"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Brad Pitt."
Chris - age 7

"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4

"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
Lauren - age 4

"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image)
Karen - age 7

"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
Jessica - age 8

And the final one -- Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a
contest he was asked to judge.

The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child.

The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly
gentleman who had recently lost his wife.

Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman's yard,
climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.

When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,

"Nothing, I just helped him cry"


"Hey Wq, allow me to advertise something! Haa!

My friends and I will be selling hand-made accessories and 2nd hand items this sat, 13 Jan 2007. Please come down to ngee Ann Poly, blk 73, level 3. We will be operating from 9 am to 5 pm. All items at bargain price!!! There are other stuffs like performance, haunted house and such!"

Looks/Sounds/Feels like fun!

How to tell your friend his cat's dead

Date: 2005-05-02, 2:00PM PDT

let me start by saying, i own a cat, love my pet, and wouldn't ever do anything to hurt it. With that said....

My friend was watching a mutual friend's cat while he was on vacation. Before he left, he warned that the cat was old (21 years old), and not doing so hot. He suspected that he was ready to die. Sure enough, the cat died on the last day of vacation. My friend asked me how he should tell him. I gave him these options to break the news.

1) "i've got good news and i've got bad news. bad news is, your cat's dead. the good news is that i saved a lot on my car insurance."

2) "hey, you're out of milk, the chips are stale, your cats dead, and the light bulb in the bathroom needs to be changed."

3) (when they walk into the apartment) *sniff* *sniff* "you smell dead cat??"

4) Leave a suicide note next to the cat with a finished bag of catnip mentioning how boring the sitter was.

5) "Are you still interested in those taxidermy classes?"

6) Get rid of the cat, draw a chalk out line, put up police tape all over the place, and act stupid.

7) "Will everyone with a live cat please step forward.....not so fast buddy."

8) "you have a couple messages: your mom called, she wants you to call her back; your landlord said the rent is late; your cat said 'bye'."

9) (when he picks him up from the airport)
sitter: Let's play a game....Dead or human?
owner: huh? ok.
sitter: you ?
owner: human
sitter: me ?
owner: human
sitter: your cat?
owner: huh ?!?!?

10) owner: thanks for watching the place. where are my keys ?
sitter: oh, they're under your dead cat.

To be or not to be, that is the question..

Bangkok trip has been postponed! It's so sad. I was planning to buy clothes there. Give me my green shirt. I have never worn a green shirt before. There are no green shirts anywhere in my wardrobe. I have not seen any green shirt of my kind in Singapore yet! And now this happens. Might I have to wear army uniform to get green? Should I dye my white shirt myself?

Anyway, Chuan got a freaking $9/hour job translating chinese to english. Oh god! It's so cool. It seems to be more interesting than the average holiday job, anyway. Jeez. I don't feel like getting a job, at least not yet. There are more important things that I must do. Hmm hmm.

Time is like an arrow of light, yesterday it was only the end of A levels and today new year has passed. ...

Well, this is pretty interesting.