..im here...cant slep agn...suddenly wake up...hmmm....i wish...some one is here right now....tokin to mi...sharing all my problems...who's willing to do it? jas...its not i don wanna tel u...i jus dunno how to sae..i don wanna u to be sad too...cos...i onli wan u to be happy.....haix...y is it lik tat...y m i suddenly so upset? y y y ? haix....my brothers....my family....my bball...my r/s....my everything....any1 there?? haix...life isnt easy...for everything..i suck big time! haix...suan le la...i love all of u guys reading..thanx for supporting...im goin to fuck off n slp...nitex...

..lazy bum..hahas..lai pang ni update lers.y u so lazy!! =p
hmms..lazy..lazy..hahas..happie 3 m0nth =)
thanx fer ur swit gift hor!! *winks..hahas.
oomg. the thunder! hahas. atually i aso dono wad to update lehx..
hmms..hahas..i hate jasmine [ by jo! ] ='(( sobs lah.
but i still lurf u lar. hahas..watch the animals the show k!
nehnehs lah. type type type. talk to u aso dono!
hahas. anyway. haPpy birthday in advance annie! and also. hapPy 5 months fer u and him!=)
lalaass~


dear tmr jia you =D lurf ya.
lala. idiot! =p



-jasmine [140505]

There once was a little boy who had a bad

temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails

and told him that every time he lost his

temper, he must hammer a nail into the back

of the fence. The first day the boy had

driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next

few weeks, as he learned to control his

anger, the number of nails hammered daily

gradually dwindled down. He discovered

it was easier to hold his temper than to

drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the day came when the boy didn't

lose his temper at all. He told his father

about it and the father suggested that the

boy now pull out one nail for each day that

he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally

able to tell his father that all the nails

were gone. The father took his son by the

hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You

have done well, my son, but look at the

holes in the fence. The fence will never be

the same. When you say things in anger,

they leave a scar just like this one. You

can put a knife in a man and draw it out.

It won't matter how many times you say I'm

sorry, the wound is still there. " A verbal

wound is as bad as a physical one.

Friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They

make you smile and encourage you to succeed.

They lend an ear, they share words of praise

and they always want to open their hearts to us."?

Please forgive me if I have ever left a hole





...here...reali wanna ask for forgien from so many....i noe i got a temper tat kills...but...pls..forgive mi for wat i done...thanx machi....for always being there...thou so much apart...but i believe....machi had left a scar in each's heart deeply...hope in e coming years til we grow old....machi wil stay rules! mAcHi!.... hmmm....and to my friends....(esp eileen)i dunno and reali forgotten wat i have said tat time tat let u hate mi to e core....hope u read tis le...wil forgive mi ba....life isnt long enuff for us to do alot of things....but at least forgiving some1 and making them happy...is a responsibility tat i tink my life shld do....cheers to all my friends and brothers!