http://members.cox.net/starview/fireworks.htm

it's fake and all yeah. but it does look kinda real. if you imagine.. same backdrop so makes imagination easier.

As of 6/28/2008 11:27:25 AM EDT
You are 17 years old.
You are 213 months old.
You are 926 weeks old.
You are 6,482 days old.
You are 155,579 hours old.
You are 9,334,767 minutes old.
You are 560,086,045 seconds old.


There are 93 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 18 candles.


shoots damn fast.

Walls are only there to show us how much we want something.
Randy Paush

true true.. but not for every case.

was thinking abt my uncle's wedding photographs 12yrs ago, when i was still cute and flowergirl material.. weddings are one of the most beautiful pics one can ever take.

you dont have to say sorry

you just need to say hi
like you first did

okay, i'm rushing . BREAKOUTANDREJOICE it's a special service on 290608 at my church, aldersgate methodist church. it's the day my church celebrates 'YOUTHSUNDAY'.

what's youthsun. you know those days we celebrate mother day father day natl day everything day? youth sunday! it's like youthday, celebrating the existance of us annoying youths but on, as the name suggests, sunday. :)

1015am, dover road, at the fairfield secondary sch campus, opposite acsi.

anybody interested press that colourful pic below, links to my church blog. interested in attending, msg me or email me tiffy_bubblespuff@hotmail.com

exams whole of next week. ill apologise first shld my attitude stink or my responses to your concerns v rude sian etc. okay bye.

At dawn the telephone rings. "Hello, Master Carlos? This is Arnaldo your country house caretaker" "Ah yes, Mr.Arnaldo. What can I do for you? Is there a problem?" "Um, I am just calling to advise you, sir, that your parrot died" "My parrot? Dead? The one that won the competition?" "That's the one." "Darn! That's such a pity! I spent a small fortune on that bird. Oh well...what did he die from?" "From eating rotten meat." "Rotten meat? Who was so mean as to give him meat?" "Nobody. He ate the meat of one of the dead horses." "Dead horse? What dead horse Mr.Arnaldo?" "Why, those pure breed ones that you had, sir. They died from all that work pulling the water cart." "Are you insane? What water cart?" "The one we used to put out the fire." "Good Lord! What fire are you talking about, man?" "The one at your house! A candle fell and then the curtain caught on fire." "What the.....!!!But there are electricity at the house!!!! What was the candle for???" "For the funeral." "WHAT BLOODY FUNERAL???!!!!!" "Your mother's! She showed up one night out of the blue and I thought she was a thief, so I shot her."

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i wish i could too..

DULCE ET DECORUM EST
BY Wilfred Owen

Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,

Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs

And towards our distant rest began to trudge.

Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots

But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;

Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots

Of disappointed shells that dropped behind.

GAS! Gas! Quick, boys! — An ecstasy of fumbling,

Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;

But someone still was yelling out and stumbling

And floundering like a man in fire or lime...

Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light

As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,

He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace

Behind the wagon that we flung him in,

And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,

His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;

If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood

Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,

Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud

Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, —

My friend, you would not tell with such high zest

To children ardent for some desperate glory,

The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est

Pro patria mori.

8 October 1917 - March, 1918

1 DULCE ET DECORUM EST - the first words of a Latin saying (taken from an ode by Horace). The words were widely understood and often quoted at the start of the First World War. They mean "It is sweet and right." The full saying ends the poem: Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - it is sweet and right to die for your country. In other words, it is a wonderful and great honour to fight and die for your country.

while studying today, i chanced upon a really good wilfred owen poem abt ,no prize for guessing, wars. but i cant find it .screw. found this other poem instead. honestly i have not read through the whole thing but some of the phrases intrigued me.

many things happened tonight. as i told ben, things are fine because now i am only concentrating on track and studies, pushing everything else aside first. but these two got many things to worry abt itself. and you cant entirely push 'everything else aside '.

the other day i told my friend ,' i'm celebrating fathers day by accompanying daddy wherever he wants to go' (do take note my notes nvr left my hands throughout . from lunch to sentosa to henderson bridge)

the reply i got was 'crazy our fathers are definitely more impt to us than studies'

then i thought abt it. heck, family and religion are just two factors in our lives that are much more impt than studies. what abt the starving kids in africa, the homeless pple in indonesia, the aged and left-behinds in our own heartland... theres so much we shld be doing instead.

and look at me, i'm a teenager, barely 18. sometimesi wanna be cynical abt life and throw a tantrum. but can i do that? no. because of your immaturity and troubles, it has a ripple effect and affects us all. and hey look, it affects me. im being so selfcentred here. when i look at your trouble, your situation, i really pity yall. i respect yall but i see sadness when i look at you. andi tell myself, when i grow up, i dont want to end up likethat..

i hate thinking so because i wanna see them as role models, but in this particular aspect, no,no way. ofcourse as long as the vow is not broken, things still can be salvaged. the qn is, will you do your part?

i think only i will get this whole chunk of words. dont speculate anything. ask me if interested, ill tell you if i'm comfortable abt it. for tonight, leave me to die.

Funny when you find yourself
Looking from the outside
I'm standing here but all I want
Is to be over there
Why did I let myself believe
Miracles could happen
Cause now I have to pretend
That I don't really care

I thought you were my fairytale
A dream when I'm not sleeping
A wish upon a star
Thats coming true
But everybody else could tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
When there was me and you

I swore I knew the melody
That I heard you singing
And when you smiled
You made me feel
Like I could sing along
But then you went and changed the words
Now my heart is empty
I'm only left with used-to-be's
Once upon a song

Now I know your not a fairytale
And dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes on a star
Just don't come true
Cause now even I tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
Cause I liked the view
When there was me and you

I can't believe that
I could be so blind
It's like you were floating
While I was falling
And I didn't mind

Cause I liked the view
Thought you felt it too
When there was me and you

i found myself humming this song while bathing this morning and had an urge to check the lyrics out

today was rather funny a trg

while warming down,

suria asked the boys (i was nearby) : so you guys gonna watch hello panda later?
(no reply cos the boys were still busy discussing abt their trg; rmb boys cant multitask )
me :uh it's kongfu panda

suria smacks his head. the boys finally processed our conversation. everyone summoned every ounce of energy each had left and laughs

(this isnt the climax but its still funny .suria justified : eh dont laugh ok. hello panda was what helped me get through army, gained 6kg )

HAHAHAHHA..... oh man

it was just too hilarious i had to share the love so during strengthening
me : eh grace, rachel just now during warm down suria ,
(suria in the foreground : shut up lah...............)
: suria asked the guys whether they were gonna watch hello panda (i laugh while a few others ,only, joined me. i was looking at grace and rachel, laughing, they didnt look very amused.)
: you know, kongfu panda not hello panda
rachel & grace: omgggg hahahahahhahah! (everybody else laughs)

as how boys wld put it
1) suria got owned
2) rachel and grace are as own able
3 i hope that's how suria;s name is spelt. then again, if it isnt also can. later he google his name come here

quoting cat : technology is against me

http://youtube.com/watch?v=R68HWoSOzko