Tuesday, January 20, 2009

goodbye my love

When i was younger, i love to sit on him and treat him like my horse. I call him my horse and i want bring me everywhere i want to go. *unfortunately i tend to fall off his back* He makes a wonderful company when no one's around. Note that i was all by myself before my sisters were born and that was like 8 years back. I'm quite a hyperactive kid when i was younger. From climbing the roof from the window to rolling on the grassy grass with my doggies. Poppy loves playing hide-and-seek. With me and his wife, dotty. He doesnt scratch, bite or bark at me. Just different from the way he treat my sisters. Quite unfriendly i can say.

Animals dont lie. They will just stare at you and wait for the moment of truth.

Animals are good listeners.
They give you body language.



Heartattack took him away from our life. From the day we moved into this house, he's with us.

He left behind a wife and 4 babies to uncle orlando, uncle tobby, uncle oliver and dr prashant respectively.



1996 ~ 2009



miss you baby boy






Thanks for the memories. may you rest in peace.
Death do us apart.

your love is like a shadow at 5:06 PM
0 said we can't be wrong together

Myself & I

  • She is weird in a way which is nearly indescribeable yet simple enough for you to understand. She loves loves loves her life. Gullible is her. Roasted lamb are appealing. Shopping is to kill time and the healthiest form of exercise. She attempt to complete her collection of wardrobe with pajamas. She is looking foward to more shopping trips with lots of return.
  • She is stubborn. She loves chocolates.She hearts starbucks.She treasures her friends and will never trade them for anything. her famili is irreplaceable. She enjoys shopping and sweating. Nothing beats the sastisfaction after indulging ice-cream, to be specific cookies-cream from haagen daaz. Music calms the soul.She might be just an ice or a cup of heart-warming coffee to you but always remember never judge. Originally in her skin.
  • It Ain't A Secret Anymore

Those Days

  • October 2009
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  • August 2009
  • July 2009
  • June 2009
  • May 2009
  • April 2009
  • March 2009
  • February 2009
  • January 2009
  • December 2008
  • November 2008
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  • June 2008
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  • February 2008
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  • December 2007
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