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Reasons why Lians and Bengs should be discriminated

I've decided to gather and reiterate the common reasons of my strong belief of why the need to respect Lians and Bengs is completely needless, why their fate is to be discriminated throughout their lives, and why their existence is soo unnecessary. Enjoy!

• For the obvious reason, they are stupid and only have the bit of intelligence to deny.
• They can only express themselves well in vulgarities, nothing else.
• They have weird dress senses and think they look gorgeous. YESS, they THINK.
• They don’t have much brains thus, can only feel proud if they can fight, scold, steal, mate with each other.
• Their parents sinned by bringing them into this world.
• Laugh at things that are really not funny.
• Get excited over a $50 note – start to stage a robbery.. but fail miserably later, wasting everybody’s time (policemen in particular)
• Willing to lick your dogs’ assholes for a mere $10.
• Dyes “nice” hair colours – that of a golden retriever’s (of course retrievers have better quality fur)
• Think they are threatening and scary.. hell, NO. See what happens to them when uncle in blue uniform appears.
• Can only fight, scold, steal and mate with each other thus, cannot even contribute to society by even sweeping. They’ll end up fighting with the broom as weapon.
• They fight. I mean I’m perfectly fine if they kill off each other, but what if they spoil a public rubbish bin while fighting?
• If they die, their bodies can’t even be useful as fertilizers cos it’s contaminated by cigars and drugs.
• If they don’t die, they’ll continue to mate with each other, and being too brainless, they don’t know the correct way of using contraceptives (probably having the condom stretched over their puny brains while mating), thus, they produce the next batch of TRASH. (You don’t describe trash as ‘generation of trash’ do you?)
• You can’t hunt and eat them cos they are too toxic and bad for health – cigars n drugs (maybe their babies are healthier to be consumed)
• Their existence contributes only to:

• Air pollution – smoke cigars

  More poisonous shit – smoke cigars

  More littered areas – cos their cognitive development did not advance to the stage where their brains are allowed to figure out the correct use of rubbish bin. Which in their case, the bin's for stealing or the use as weapon to fight.

  More unnecessary competition for oxygen, water, food and shelter – cos their
  existence is unnecessary.

• Vandalises – their brains obviously can’t produce anything with artistic value.
• Causes irritation, allergy, nausea, disgust.
• Refuse to admit their worthlessness
• Refuse to commit suicide
• They are an eye-sore.
• Devalue properties, just like why Geylang's properties are cheaper.
• They are simply Lians and Bengs.

Don't you just wanna agree with me?

Caesar's Grooming

My Grooming Session

Mummy's too tired to upload the pics so here am I! I went to Best Friends on Thursday morn. I just remembered mummy waking me up like as if a fire broke out, so I jumped up and ran out of the room.

I saw the van waiting for us at the lobby, after the door of the van was opened, I was greeted by a stoopeed dawg that growled non-stop at me. Shall not elaborate how mummy scolded me.

Anyway, there're 2 female huskies in the shop that morning! I lurve pretty ladies, they seem to be interested in me too. As usual, the 1st thing I do was to mark territory. There's one thing I do not understand about hoomans. That is, marking territory is such a natural thing but why did the hoomans bother to clean it???


I was pretty scared and reluctant to enter the grooming area initially, mummy insisted at 1st, but I resisted more. So finally she talked me into it. But I was still scared! Mummy requested for accompanying me luckily.

Pardon mummy's shaky hands, here's the 1st picture!

I couldn't fit into their bathtub so I had to stand on the ground.

Hmmm, so cooling...
Have no idea why mummy wants to post this picture.

I'm afraid no females will fall for me anymore.

Ahhh, drying finally~~nice~
And again, the grooming table is too small for me.

Satisfied Customer. Don't you think I'm handsome even when I'm drenched?

After 10 minutes of blowing... presenting to you..

Corner number 1

Table 1

Corner number 2.

Corner number 3.

Just in a matter of 10minutes! Mummy couldn't stand it finally and went out of the room cos my fur seemed to find her eyes attractive.

When mummy decided to leave the room.. ...

I wanted to escape too. Was so reluctant to be groomed.

20 minutes later however, mummy was asked to help them again cos I refused to allow them to cut my nails! Heee, and I realised, these hoomans seem to get a lil frighten to handle me when I grumble. Only my pack hoomans understand me.

Today, mummy bought me chicken fillet while doing her own shopping! She told me that she'll be coming up with new dishes everyday for me cos she's very free now! I heard raw meat diet's good if prepared correctly. But since mummy still have not done enough research on raw diet, she decided to feed me as treats. Less kibbles, more meat.

Here's it! That's only chicken, veg, tomatoes, and vitamin E. Mummy says I have a very sensitive stomach, so she'll only start off with partially cooked meat. Told you, mummy has got shaky hands..

Looks delicious isn't it? I think I'm eating better food than the hoomans!

Groomer and MBS

TODAY..

I brought Caesar for the $100 grooming and.. I think it's worth the money!!! Very very satisfied. They're damn friendly to Caesar and thorough in their grooming.

I was quite reluctant to let Caesar try on the remote-collar actually (where you actually shock them out of their senses). It's definately effective to shock Caesar out of a fight but I don't think it's nice to do that to make them obedient.

Imagine you're a parent and you see your son carrying a chopper dashing towards some people he hates, if you are able to stop, will you hit him unconscious 1st? I might. But I won't hit him unconscious everytime he doesn't listen to me. Hmmmm, d'you get what I mean?

Anyway, I tested on the 'shock' before putting it on for Caesar. I seriously don't feel much, no pain at all, just a tingle. I reconfirmed by asking, do dogs react to this level of 'shock'? Surprisingly, yes.

Well if Caesar can really get 'shocked' out of a fight with that lil tingle, I would consider it, cos the 2 dogs he attacked we quite badly injured.. one of which, a mastiff! Bloody mastiff, I thought Caesar was seeking death then *elaborate next post*. I can only say, Caesar didn't die cos he's a LOT bigger than the mastiff.

We tried it on, Caesar was lying on the floor under the air-con and as usual, he didn't react to my commands cos he didn't see the need to. So Owen (the owner) pressed the remote. Caesar lay there like nothing happened - no reactions at all. We tried increasing the power gradually. When finally Caesar was seen having a lil reaction, he got used to it eventually, and continued to ignore the feel. LOL. Owen described him as uniquely 'hard-headed', like what many trainers told me.

Gonna update you again after my last paper tomorrow. I went back to MBS again to see my kids just now. So happy to see the people there again =) Love all the nice teachers, canteen ventors and wonderful kids! Hubby went for a 2nd airborne jump just now.

*I love the improved Hotmail services and features. Love it! It's exactly what I've wished for!

MSN's John

MSN's John

I really have no idea how this fella happen to be my main msn list cos I've never accepted anonymous requests, not even hi-bye friends'.

ls049@aol.com wants to have a Video Call.
Answer (Alt+C) Decline (Alt+D)

I asked "Who are you?" and accidently closed the window.

ls049@aol.com says:
John
Genevieve says:
?
Genevieve says:
do i know u?
ls049@aol.com says:
we spoke on one of the chatlines
ls049@aol.com says:
how are you?
Genevieve says:
i don't speak to ppl in chat lines
Genevieve says:
get lost
ls049@aol.com says:
no problem, take care
Genevieve says:
try this stupid trick on ppl of ur own (stupid) kind please. thank you.

This is so funny. JOHN. *giggles* Of all why JOHN?? I wonder what I would have seen if I've accepted the video call.. ..

Dawn Yang

Dawn Yang

I must say she really really pretty now and if I have the money, I will do something about my eyes too! Her eyes are so big and expressive!

I have no idea that she actually looked quite ugly before her surgeries until just now. Not posting her before/after picture here, so you might wanna 'google' about it if you're curious. She was the kind of girls no guys will give a 2nd glance but now... head turners! She makes people jealous and envious of her looks now..

Really kindda unhappy with my eyes actually.

Suggest Hong

I suggested to a friend, say YYY, that she should include a poll in her blog too. Something like,

What would you like YYY to blog about?

• My 1st kisss
• My Exs
• What my current boyfriend and I have done
• My fetish

Hmmmm, saucy... isn't it YYY??

Dark Princess Strikes Again

Dark Princess Strikes Again

Not sure if I should feel honoured that someone's still a faithful reader of my blog. Thanks XXX for telling me that. hahahah. Man, yes she's denying about her imaginery friends as expected, meanwhile calling me 'stupid' to direct attention away from her 'friends' with powers. Not forgetting that she highlighted that she's matured! *giggles*

Well, it's a bloody diary, she insisted that it's one of her works because EVERYONE knows shes a writer by nature. Yea right everyone, everyone of those imaginery friends? Bloody diary lah.. lol. With contents of miserable life inside too.

Yea I'm childish, stupid, and you're so matured and intelligent. Yes yes yes you are soooo right. Does it make you feel better dark princess? Oh and.. thank you for being one of my loyal readers.

Dearie XXX, LOL, stop reading her blog yea it's bad for mental health. I'm not interested in it either, this self-proclaimed writer-by-nature's writings are beyond boring... the dark princess' story too...

How about this, "Genevieve is a magical princess who can fly to the moon, the stars, and the sun.."

Interesting yea?

My imaginery crowd exclaimed, "YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!"

Oooooo, I am also a writer at heart!

Yes I agree with Dark Princess, I'm so stupid and childish and I can't help it, and she's so intelligent and matured, not forgetting that she's a writer by nature.

Oh yes intelligent, matured writer, I really wouldn't mind helping you publish your works! My pleasure.. *faing a sweetest smile*

Dark Princess: "faing? faing? huh? huh?"

Me: "Sorry writer, it's 'faking'"

Dark Princess: "Oh 'faking' icic.."

Intelligent *Yea to me she is, but lots of my friends think she's nothing*

Writer by nature *laughs*

Matured *huh?*

Dark Princess *WAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA*

PLEASE DO NOT UPDATE ME ABOUT HER BLOG. It's AMUSING, but more of it sounds really irritating cos she's still trying to cover up her faults by calling me 'stupid' and stuff. Yes irritaing.. really silly of her doing all those stunts.

How does it feel if someone mentally ill calls you stupid? No good? My advice is to stop going there too. Isn't my blog obviously more interesting?? ... .. oh yea, ok fine and go ahead if you wish to see her efforts to cover up. Do expect some reactions from her since she's a loyal reader of my blog.

P/S I don't expect her to admit about the imaginery friend part of course. So let her deny please. Think this is the last post 'dedicated' to my dear dark princess. Unless I see the value in doing it again when I'm free.

**Then Shinta must have been your secondary school friend huh? *Wonders* She had friends meh? Oh her friend was inspired by the works and decided to name *itself* as one of the characters. Decided to create a friendster account with only ONE friend (maybe she'll log in and start add more friends), write her testimonials, and tag her blog. Hmmm, that makes sense.

Poll

Found something interesting to include in your blogs! It's a poll on the left of this page! See that?

Vote! Just for fun. Remember to credit me if you know of this thingy from my blog!

Thanks to Lily, I found this from her blog today.

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Mum bought the wrong Essence of Chicken and I really can't convince myself for accepting the taste. It's horrible - Essence of Chicken with American Ginseng. So I mixed 1/2 a bottle with broccoli (someting inedible to him), and he finished everything!!!

*Not all Ginsengs are safe for dogs. Research before feeding your pooch any.

Oh yes before I forget, THANK YOU people for your concern about my gastritis' condition, I'm fine and going for a check up soon!!!! *muack*

Groomer and packed life

Finally...

Finally found a groomer for Caesar. A reliable and willing one. But it'll cost me a freaking $100 at least. $100, my it's sooo expensive for a gromming session. They better do a good job. I have yet met a groomer that satisfies me.

Gonna import my own dog blower immediately after exams, it's about S$300 but definately, and also OBVIOUSLY more worthwhile in monetary terms than sending Caesar for grooming. Plus, I get to be satisfied everytime after I groom him. Ooo yess, the FURminator deshedding rake too. Can't wait.

Here's my schedule in the direction of countdown to the last paper:

• Monday: Exam
• Tueaday: Bring Caesar to groomer
• Wednesday: Visit the doctor to have my stomach scanned
• Thursday: Mug for exam
• Friday: Last paper!!!! Bringing Caesar for filming in the evening

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I met up with Nurul to pass her the pretty clothes she bought. Her driver boyfriend's my secondary schoolmate! I hate to meet secondary school friends, but fortunately he's one of the very pleasant figures back then. So yep, glad to meet old friends.

Met Ling to pass her the dog food for Reira too. OMG she's a living doll! So pretty.. not forgetting to mention about her driver boyfriend who ferries her around in the Mercedes *Don't know what model*, 2-seaters sports car. I felt so inferior standing beside her. Serious. But she's so sweet, supporting me immediately after knowing I actually sell pet supplies. Sometimes, it's friends like these who'll support you more than those who like to appear to be closer.

Alright, gonna start mugging for tmr!

Wonderful Hubby

Just read something in someone else's blog...

I think Hubby met all their 'standard' criteria!!!! Gem, GEM!! HE'S A GEM!!! Wahahahaha. Not trying to boast or anything please.. I just felt very fortunate. I admit that girls with my kind of temperament and character don't deserve such boyfriends too. But... maybe I did too many kind deeds my previous life and Hubby did the opposite! Nonono, cos in this case, my next life??????

For your info, some true friends of mine did remind me he's too good for me and that I should do some self-reflections on my attitude! HAHAHA..

Some of you really don't wanna read these cos it's not my habit of blogging about these stuff.. but today I kindda feel like listing down ALL the good and bad points about hubby. HAH! Since he's not a reader of my blog at all.

Before I get to know him, these were the qualities I was looking for, for an ideal boyfriend.

• tall gentleman, 180cm at least (I know I know, for a shortie standing at an unfortunate height of 153cm)
• musically inclined
• JC-educated, Local Uni eventually of course
• filial son
• animal lover
• pleasant looking
• has a decent family background
• do not smoke/drink
• no body odour

He exceeded my expectations! I'll start off with positive points!

• tall! ha, though he was only 179cm then
• musically inclined - he played lovely tunes from the flute (also the instrument I'm playing)
• pleasant-looking (u could mistook him as a pastor back then, fair, fine-looking gentleman)
• nice voice, but he can't sing
• filial, very protective of mother
• mature (like a 30 yr old traped in a 20 yr old body, very sensible)
• patient (able to tolerate provocations and annoyance from me)
• give in to 99% of my unreasonable wants
• caring (worries about my studies and health etc, will come to my place whenever possible to drag me out of bed to study)
• able to cheer me up when I'm unhappy... with him (even when I'm unreasonable)
• never fail to give me an accurate morning call (even if it's 3am)
• can cook!!!!
• tidies my messy room (a room that even my maid scream surrender)
• loves Caesar and understands my commitments to this baby
• walks Caesar for me!
• able to tolerate a 6-hour wait in the living room alone before I get ready for movie
• STRONG, can withstand my sneak attacks, punches, and kicks.. ha~
• from a boys' school (I dunno, I just think boys there are much more charming)
• Not into, soccer, pc games etc (unlike many of the same age)
• Not boastful, keeps a very very low-profile (unlike most others from his NSF unit)
• strong-willed
• supportive
• best friend too!
• has a very cool and 'bo-chap' kind of character
• an observer, not an empty vessel that makes inconstructive noises
• trusts me a lot
• has a wonderful family
• brightens my day!!!

Alrighht I think I shall stop there, will add-on if I have the time.

Now, negative....

• hmph... not very open to strangers (friends described the atmosphere as 'awkward silence' when I'm not around)
• not very articulated with people he's not very familiar with
• stubborn; can't seem to correct his swimming strokes!
• ehh.. still rely on mum to clean his ear wax! I think he's gonna strangle me..
• mimicks me sometimes and thinks it's funny when I'm really pissed
• too kind (bad point, really bad)
• small eyes!! hahahaha
• *cracks brain* too uncle (old soul), doesn't seem to fancy many things I like
• do not read my blog
• do not update friendster
• refuse to allow me to post his commando pic taken with me
• complains that I'm messy
• sits on my bed (the only thing in my room that I make sure is super clean.. it's messy though)
• laughs at my hokkien diction

Hahaha, think that's all. Actually those negative points do not even bother me a nanosecond. I love his looks, so the small eyes are ok. hahahahaha. Just trying to dig out some possible ones in case people thinks I'm trying to 'yaya'.

AHHH BIG SPIDER

AHHH BIG SPIDER!!

This short clip is very funny. No, you won't get to see the spider, but an unfortunate lad who saw one.

"OMG there's a spider.."

"Dude, hurry up there's a bigger spider!!!"

Monotonous----

Life's been... ...

speaking to me in a monotonous tone lately. So please read this entry in a monotonous tone too.

Mum woke me up cos Ling's dog food has arrived, I continued to sleep of course. Then Caesar triend to be funny. His water pail was empty again. Been pushing the pail and making a lil noise. I could barely open my eyes so I took a deep breath *with much effort*, and went "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......."

He stopped, but sat down and tried to act "guai" and looked at me innocently. INNOCENTLY. Imagine a handsome big boy doing that, how funny. "You want water ar?" *Caesar's eyes lit and wags tail* "Wait wait ok? wait water..." *My head collasped onto pillow*

He didn't give up, carried up the pail and threw onto the floor, and started kicking i around!!!!!! My, is it a curse or a blessing to have such an intelligent room-mate?? Have to drag myself out of bed to fill up the pail before Caesar slaps my face with his smelly paws..

Oh anyway, I went to the living room to return my parents the $$ for the dog food and jumped when I saw this box in a corner...

"IT'S HERE!!!!! WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

And I started calling my friends to tell them it's here. Sooooooo, happy really..

What is 'it'. You guess. Shut up if you know the answer.

*No prizes for the right answer

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Hubby's day was diametric as of mine.

He had this mission thingy and was unfortunate enough to be declared 'casualty' on a ramdom basis. So he just thought that he could not join in the game. To his horror, a commando medic came..

Hubby:"Oi, I'm only being declared 'casualty' ramdomly.."

Medic:"But Sir sked me to IV you."

Hubby: *horror* "Nono I'm ok" *started to walk away*

Sir: *appeared in front suddenly* 你跟我坐下去。(meaning: get back there and sit down) It's just for practice purposes.

Hubby: *LL, sits*

Some of you must be wondering what's IV. It's a short form used in place of "intravenous therapy". So how exactly horrifying can this therapy be? Let us look at the defination of "intravenous therapy" from wikipedia:

Intravenous therapy or IV therapy is the giving of liquid substances directly into a vein. It can be intermittent or continuous; continuous administration is called an intravenous drip. The word intravenous simply means "within a vein", but is most commonly used to refer to IV therapy. Therapies administered intravenously are often called specialty pharmaceuticals.

Compared with other routes of administration, the intravenous route is the fastest way to deliver fluids and medications throughout the body. Some medications, as well as blood transfusions and lethal injections, can only be given intravenously.

Let's continue with the story..

Medic: *searches* Hey, I have no more thin needles left.

Hubby: *even more LL*

Medic: *about to poke* Goodluck.

What?? GOODLUCK???????

Hubby was left with a big blue-black and he mentioned that medic kept asking if he's alright after 'IV-ing' him. However, hubby was thankful that his veins are not difficult to be detected or else he has to be POKED more than just one time by that NOOBISH medic.

Good day? Bad day?

Good day? Bad day?

Hello people, didn't plan to blog now cos there's really something I wish to share. I think I would have land myself in hospital if not for the help of some kind people. Coffee nearly killed me!!! I felt like I'm doomed really, can't even speak.

Oh BY THE WAY, it's 5pm now and I would like to announce that this is my 31st hour awake without any naps in between, since 10am yesterday! Mind over body, I survived 2 papers with last minute preparation!!!!!!!! Wahahahha...

English's kindda screwed this morning.. couldn'y even lift my pen with a good grip.. .. and Mathematics...

So sorry, can I resume the story-telling later? Cos I guess I really need to take a nap.

~To be Continued~

ZZZZzZZZZZzzz

21:54hr

Maths was good! I was lucky that it wasn't made too challenging.

Will start off with my 1st inadvertence of the day - I drank lots of coffee which triggered gastritis. It just didn't occur to me that my stomach can't take too much of that.

Knew my tummy wasn't feeling very comfortable so I went to Delifrance immediately after English paper. The acid juices started acting up and I was suddenly aware that I shouldn't consume bread with an empty stomach, esp on one that is already corroded cos of the COFFEE. Alright so I ordered something else, custard pie, but it didn't get any better, just worse, took 2 antacid (medication), and decided that maybe I should just eat something proper - breaded chicken.

The 1st piece of chicken I swallowed caused so much torment and I have to stop breathing to endure it. Then I thought, "should've taken medication earlier.. it's okie, now that I've taken, will only need awhile for it to heal."

In case some of you do not know, you're not advisable to eat much when you stomach lining is already corroded cos the food will only come into contact with the burnt flesh and cause a lot of pain.

So I started to do my revision on Maths, however, the pain didn't subside. Took more pills. 30 mins later, still no improvements, and I even vomitted. That damn toilet made me walk so far just to throw out the gastric juices. Horrible, but at that point I'm still able to walk. Went back, 2 pills left. Ate them, but the condition still continued to deteriorate.

I have no idea if it's over imagination, but I can envision the gastric acid burning and corroding my flesh leaving them raw and probably sizzling.. *LOL* I soon decide that I really can't swallow any food so I asked for the bill. I guess those staff there were thinking why I'm ordering so much but not eating them.

This Indian lady(staff) "Not eating?"

I smiled and explain it's because I can't. I hesitated a lil before I ask if she can help me buy my medicine in the nearest pharmacy. Cos it's just so weird to ask strangers for such help, I find it extremely awkward.

They're so kind, allowed me to sit there for hours until I feel better. Felt kindda pathetic actually. Like, "damn, look at you now.." To add on to my stress, some constrution was being carried out nearby and the sound of drilling was so intense and vexing. Many thanks to my iPod too, I was able to shut my eyes and relax. 10 min passed, 20, 30. The pain's de-escalating too slowly!!!!! Just as I opened my eyes, the manager served me warm milk! OMG, I felt so touched.

I must say I'm considered kindda independent and strong willed, I don't usually cry for help in situations where can be solved without any help from others, and I like doing things on my own, that is, when Hubby's not around. In this case, nobody can help or do anything about my gastritis.. so for a moment, I thought the pain will die-away as I bear with it a lil more. But I can get emotional when someone shows concern as I'm close to helplessness, to the extend that tears can flow out uncontrollably, but I swear I hate it, cos I look extremely disgusting if I cry, have no idea why can't I learn to restrain that. It has been like that since young.

LUCKILY I DIDN'T TEAR

But was close to. You can't imagine how pathetic I was. Cos I have to force a smile and thank him, took great pains and efforts. Darn that COFFEE. The glass of milk really saved my life. It's still painful when I consume it, I took really small sips, trying to be as gentle to my stomach as possible. It's miracle, the pain was reduced very quickly and I managed to be able to go back to school on my own.

This is the FIRST time I have drank milk so willingly. I hate it, and I still do. But then in the morning, it's more than just willingness to finish the whole glass. They have no idea how grateful I was, and I still am. That glass of milk was really an important determiner. Thank them so much! They kept assuring me it's ok to rest a lil more until I'm totally comfortable.

Gonna scan/x-ray my stomach in the holidays, I think there's a need to. Sounds really doltish, I was gently touching my stomach before my nap just now, and felt so sorry for the pain it has to go through. Poor tummy, it's my fault =(

*3 person I would like to thank for being so suportive; Betty, Evan and Jarick. Thank YOU!!

Deprived of Good Food

Recently I felt like...

Like I'm seriously being deprived of good food. Haven't been eating much.. grew sick of McD and KFC doesn't deliver my favourite Bandito!! Used to have it almost everyday after school *Jurong Point has the best KFC in Singapore!*.. Oh yes, and cheesy meltz.. it tastes horrible if it's not consumed shortly after it's prepared. I miss Ajisen's Ton Toro Ramen too...

My "Snack Bar's" supplies are running low, I went there just to realise my F.Amos cookies were left with crumbs inside, and there's only 1 rocher left lying in the pile of wrappers. But despite that, I still tried to finish up the crumbs and left overs. Saw Blueberry Morning, opened it with excitement, to only find out later that there's no milk. Miserably, I ate them dry. ATE THEM DRY!! Taste horrible I swear. Not only that, I got so desperate I drank chicken essences just for the taste.. and they ran out of stock just yesterday. I saw soya bean milk in the refrigerator just now and decided to open it.. what came out of the carton was... ... ... ... tofu... and the expiry date's supposed to be on the 12th Nov!! Open the other carton... TOFU. What a luck..

To add on to my agony, there's no supermarket or coffeeshop nearby, and I was already declared bankrupt last week.

Never thought I can be so pathetic!!!!!!!!!! I'm... losing.... a lot of... weight... AND I CAN'T AFFORD IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Study-breaks suck..

Amazing Husband

Amazing Husband
His wife 'cheated' on him with 50 other men, openly

This is simply unbelievable. They're a pair of loving married couple, and they deserve many many wonderful years ahead together. I hope Heather gets well real soon..

Heather suffered a massive brain haemorrhage while gardening and Andy was told she was not expected to live. He even signed the consent forms that would allow her organs to be donated.

When she pulled through, the doctors warned Andy that brain injuries were complex things. He was not to be alarmed if Heather's personality changed. What no one could have predicted is the manner in which Heather's personality would change.

She became hypersexual and started carrying out propositions to men on the streets. But Andy, her husband stood by her, knowing that Heather just have a condition that needs to be treated. Reason - the marriage vow.

I was so touched and was close to tears when I read this:

"I can't say this is easy," he says, "and I still get churned up every time I think about her with another man, but when we got married I promised to stick by her in sickness and in health. I know we can get through this. People laugh at this sort of thing, and I know why."

Click Here for the Entire Article

I'm not sure if I can be as understanding as Andy though I definitely love my hubby-to-be. I dare say, not many out there are able to handle the situation like how he did. Wonderful husband. Perfect illustration of Love from this story.