NUMB3rs

One of my favourite episodes of CSI : NY, is ' Hung Out To Dry ', where CSIs' have to crack their heads to decode a certain message the killer was leading on his killing spree.

The code is actually a series of numbers, inspired by numerology and a mixture of Greek Mythology. Each detail has a certain symbol.

For instance,
The Hydra, a monster with 7 heads = an obstacle to justice
The Peacock, with a tail full of 'eyes' = a watchdog

As for numbers,
Everything and nothing - 0
Consciousness - 7
Individual - 1
Sacrifice - 8

Interesting, isn't it? Here's the complete list of the definitions of numbers 1 to 10 in astrology numerology.

0 = Everything and nothing. The All
1.= Individual. Aggressor. Yang.
2.= Balance. Union. Receptive. Yin.
3.= Communication/interaction. Neutrality.
4= Creation.
5.= Action.
6.= Reaction/flux. Responsibility.
7. = Thought/consciousness.
8. = Power/sacrifice.
9. = Completion.
10. =Rebirth.

Just for fun, here's a simple code for you guys to crack. Please read the passage below and decide what numbers are hidden in it. It's very easy, just look at the lists I wrote above for clues and answers. Leave your answers here as a comment:
www.friendster.com/Xiaxu2 . Enjoy!

* I might not use the exact word or meaning for the numbers. "Responsiblity" and " Responsible" both means "6" *

The passage :

The receptionist at the desk seems to be very unhappy, as if everything of her life has turned to a total disaster. Nothing else is the center of the others' thoughts. As the only individual of the room who knows French among all, Shane Yang, the newly hired security guard who is friendly with the staff of the hotel, is conscious that the others want to know what happened.

Answer : _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _

BODYgame

I was tagged by darling Dolce to play this game XD

The rules :

a. Each player of this game starts off with 5 things they like about their bodies. The silly part ;)

b. People who get tagged must write in a blog of their own the 5 things they love about their bodies as well. The Extra silly part. Double ;)

c. Start every line with "I love...". I assure you, you might just surprise yourself by how much difficult it is to come up with this list.

d. Please state the rules of this game clearly. At the end you must choose as many people you'd like to be tagged and list their names. NO TAGBACKS~

I love my eyes. They help misguide people into thinking I'm pretty in pictures! LOL

I love my fingers. They can poke baby and others in the ribs and make them laugh till they cry. *evil grin

I love my fingerprints. They are perfectly unique! * as if no one knows *

I love my elbow. It can elbow nasty brats who simply don't know how to queue up like decent people and nudge others to let them know I did a good deed : elbowed someone who doesn't know how to queue. LOL

I love my tongue. It can be stuck out at others when I pretend I'm a little girl XD

Ok, next victims! Ta Da~:
Ren. Ying. Kawaii. ( I'm sorry. I just don't know many friends who blog! HuHu T.T )

InHONOURofaBRANDED fool

I like my blog skin. When we were young. Hmm. When we were young, we laugh and cry and learn and grow and make mistakes. So today, I'm gonna make the mistake of not resisting a stab at a branded fool. Lets make a confession first : I'm sorry I stab someone today. Signed, Me. Probably I'll regret this tomorrow, but then, I have yet to learn control myself when I see someone I can't stand. My apologies to those concerned. Once in a while one has to let herself out. What are blogs for, anyway?

For some, blogs are for showing off. Miss-Paris-Hilton-I-Love-You-Because-We're-So-Alike here obviously think so. Disclosing her name and url is too mean. I won't do that not for her but for me. I'm going to spare myself from an overwhelming guilt =)

Missy Splurgy here simply loves to show off the latest stuff she bagged at branded stores like MNG, FCUK, TOPSHOP and bla bla at her blog. One doesn't have to read long enough to realise that her blog's quite empty, excluding the posts about what she bought, where she shop, who paid for her. I'm sad for her blog. No blog wants to be shallow if they can help it. POOR thing.

Guys, I suggest you stay away from her. Take a close look at girls you wanna go out with and start being careful if she's eyeing your card. Believe me, a decent girl won't look at you with her puppy eyes and take ur card on a shopping spree with a ' I love you sweetie ' everytime u two are out. Imagine your wife is someone like her. She'll eat you out of your very own house. Take poor-Missy-Splurgy's-temporarily-oblivious-boyfriend for your example. He's now her walking ATM. Here are some absolutely sweet quotes from her :

#1
As usual, i didnt spend a single penny today =D but i got so many nice stuff.
omg baby i love u =D u are so nice. Luckily u brought your card today XD * wonder if baby's still nice if he hadn't pay for her stuff? *
your new hairstyle is so nice. and the shirts too XD.

#2
i am going to save money =) for the sake of my ROXY bag =)
ROXY bag is not enough. i need a pair of shoes too ( baby i know u saw this) * wonder her darling baby saw this? I hope he did. * hoho.
any kind fellow want to make some contribution? =D

#3
oh i am so bad i can die. i feel bad that keep spending his money. but still i cant control myself =(
* oh i am so bad i can die because i stab you. but still i can't control myself =( by the way just showing how Much i appreciate your style, girlfriend *

My heart goes out to you, my poor man. Never mind, I'm sure one day you'll realise your mistake like her so-very-few-ex. Maybe that's why she changed a lot of them, like the way she update her closet. Oh, don't worry. I'm sure she's something more than her splurgy self.

Sometimes, the problem with people who think they're very fashionable and like to flaunt their oh-so-wonderful closet is that when they are branded slaves they don't often let others think they're something else. I daresay Missy Splurgy has some very good qualities like everyone else. Pity, she's instead obsessed in covering herself with branded stuff and boyfriend's foolish generousity that others feel so tired to dig for her personality that's hidden quite deep inside.

Ever wonder why some people can wear anything, even a lelong shirt and still look great and shine? Simple. They created their own brand and glow, not hide behind something else and hope to shine with their glow. Believe me, people only notice the brand for sure, not you.

If who you are is what you have, who are you if you lose what you have, sweety? And as you declare how many sluts you meet make you puke and swear in fake I'm-so-complicated-airs, ever wonder who you are to others? No, you're not complicated at all. The contrary, in fact. You just pretend to be and trust me, you have much to go. Just a kind reminder, sorry for any offense =)

I'm so-very-Wicked today =)

**********

Confession :
I know I'm being mean. If you really see this, please accept my apologies for being this frank.

MUCH ado aboutNOTHING

Behold, the object which causes the latest great sensation of the whole world.

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. The book which retailers such as Amazon.com, Barnes & Noble, and Borders reported that more orders had been placed for this book than for any other in history. The book which had its fans standing in the rain for days waiting for its release. The book which has the fans having a petition begging the author not to kill off Harry Potter, which is a great fuss over nothing anyway, in spite of J.K Rowling's threats.

The book-which many spend a lot for-with the whole plot written in Wikipedia. Erm...LOL!!

I know it's mean to laugh at others, and double mean because I read the series too, but I can't help Laughing Out Loud for real. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing against the book (I admit I'm curious about the finale for this series too) and its fans, but I must say, I don't think that a book which many will say 'rubbish the size of a dictionary', is worth so much effort and fuss.

Especially the petition begging Harry not to be killed. My 1st reaction to hear this when Kevin told me this is " What the Flower?! " ( No need for the use of the 'exact' word. It's understood. ) A sensible author, which I believe J.K Rowling is, will not pay much attention to that. A sensible author wrote her thoughts, the readers read and decide to like it or hate it. Not letting the readers decide what she writes. So what's the point of all these thingy if she's unlikely to listen to you anyway? If she decides to kill off Harry Potter, so be it, people! If you love the book, love everything it is.Not expect it to turn into what you like.

And what's with the crying that the Harry Potter series is over? Hell. That's too much. If someone cries because the series is over, what will he or she do if one day all Harry Potter books were destroyed? Seriously!

I know the book's good. I enjoy reading it. But it's not good enough for me to stand in the rain and wait, beg for the characters so that they won't be kill, or cry because the series is over. That's too much of a fuss over a book. If you ask me, yes, I think people who did that are nutcases. Not because of their love for the book, but their mindless obsession.

Seriously, ask yourself. You get the book. You rush through the pages and gets the thrill. Your eyes water, you feel like sleeping with the book smack dab over your face. But still you push on. Then you flip over the last page and read the ending. You close the book and sigh, " Wow. That's a hell of a book. " You sleep at last, your soul at peace finally. Here's the question : how many more times will you read it all over again?

Much ado about nothing.

The world's getting crazier and crazier now.

CHICKENsoup FortheSoul

Today Pastor and I and Ying and Chong went window-shopping for PC.We're suppose to go to Low Yat Plaza, but in the end we went to IT Mall in PJ.

We take Pastor's old old Nissan Sunny like usual.I found a Malaysia flag in Pastor's car! So Patriotic. Lol! Then Pastor said, " Nola, someone who has a lot of free time and has nothing to do gave me the flag." Aw. Just when we want to salute him!Lol.

Then I noticed Pastor's oil tank was near empty. I asked Pastor, " Do you think the oil is enough for us to reach there? " Pastor said it's enough.If it isn't, we just have to get down and push the car. So simple. Ying looked at me and we're like 'he's hopeless' while Pastor 'hehehehe' in the front.Sometimes I just wanna slap him over the head XP

Luckily we reached there with no accidents and no car problems. Pastor started looking around for a parking place and we turned at least 3 times to find one. Chong said actually it won't hurt for him to park anywhere, because no one's gonna waste his time and oil to tow an old car like this. Lol.

To amuse ourselves Ying turned on her crazy version of Snow White in her cellphone.Snow White don't look very nice, and the Prince was disgusted.

Instead of kissing Snow White the Prince asked the dwarves calmly (cantonese), " Ngo ho mm ho yi diao kuei lok san ar? (can I throw her down the hills?) "

The dwarves said , " Meh wa? (what?).

Then they say , " Kei sat ngo dei hou siong diao hou loi ge la, dan hai mm gou lei zie ma (actually we wanna do that long ago, it's only that we don't have enough strength.).."

Then one said loudly , " Diao jau diao la! (throw her la!)"

We're laughing like mad, Haha! But I'm sorry for the girl whose face was used for Snow White. It's wasn't nice to use her picture like that. I'll like it better if they draw some stupid picture or doodle there instead of using faces.

When we stepped into IT Mall the 1st thing we do is to find the washroom XD. So swt. Then we set to business : finding and comparing prices of my dream laptop and Ying's dream desktop. I need it for studies in Thai, Ying need it for her computer course in UPM. We're like total dummies in computer stuff.Thank goodness Pastor was there to help.Ying wondered why did she applied for it at the 1st place? Lol.

In the end we got a hell lot of brochures and nothing else.Chong said lets have lunch. Then we discovered it's raining outside. Uh oh. Ying was wearing a white shirt, and we all know what that means for a girl. But there was no food nearby except for Starbucks. We, as typical 'commoners' will not eat lunch at Starbucks unless we get 1st prize in Toto or Magnum. Then Pastor say, " Oh look, Cold Storage. Lets go take a look. "

Info: Cold Storage is at the opposite side of IT Mall, Mcdonald's near Cold Storage, KFC near IT Mall.

So we ran like crazy across the road in the rain. But when we got there we don't find anything much to eat. Ying borrowed my bag to cover her front. Then Pastor said, " Lets try Mcdonald's." So we ran to Mcdonalds, But when we reached there none can make up his or her mind what to choose!I can't imagine we're So Flower haha! Pastor said, " Lets go back to KFC." Ying was like, Oh My Goodness O.O! But she was a good sort, she only laughed and ran with us over the road to KFC, back to square 1, in front of many astonished people who witnessed our running to and fro.

We're all laughing like mad when we reached KFC. Ying sighed in relief but insist we MUST get something to eat there. So we ate. The we discovered we have ordered too much wedges after we sent Chong downstairs for straw and 1 more set of wedges. Uh oh.I quickly ran downstairs to stop Chong who was ordering, but it was too late. And when we reached where the others sit we found that we forgot the straw for drinks =.=" Chong said when he saw me he forgot about the straw. I suppose I looked funny XD

On the way home Ying and I agreed that this was one of the most embarrassing times we went out especially for her, because this morning she have not planned to go window shopping and wore an old T shirt with spots, and we ran across the street 3 times in the rain like madheads-squealing and laughing all the way. The onlookers must think that we have lost our heads, haha! We got wet like chicken in a soup (chinese saying for 'damn wet') , aside from running to and fro on the same streets and splashing our shoes with deep puddles. I must say Malaysia's surface-draining system in PJ is still damn lousy.

But I must say, we rather enjoyed ourselves XD. I haven't decide on my laptop yet, but look here:

SONY VAIO C Series VGN-C291NW/G NoteBook
(Olive Black)

Nice? I love the colour! But the price is too much unpractical for me. If I bought that, like Ren said I'll have to eat GRASS for many months XD

BADstart

I don't like to admit that the 1st post I'm posting in this new skin is to confess my bad feelings of yelling and fighting with my little brother.

Yes, Fighting.All because of little brother going mad with me for turning off 'Transformers' on the PC as it's past his bedtime.Stupid, isnt it?For Shame, Han Ning! How could you?I feel so bad now.Flower.And stupid.

I've always known that I have some sort of a temper, which have a tendency of making me lose my head when I'm too angry to think.I've been working on changing it, but problem is, when I hear my brother whining or making an annoying fuss about stupid things I have a hard time controlling myself. The results? Doing something I'm terribly ashamed of.

I just can't stand people who think that the world owes them and they have the right to do what they want and what they likes, no matter what the other might think.In fact, sometimes little brother has a serious problem of thinking that others should just go with Him or he'll kick up a very annoying and stupid fuss.

I do know though, that is no reason for me to fight with him. Mom and Dad have enough on their hands and they definitely don't need our squabbles to add to our troubles.And no matter how annoyed and angry I might be, I'm 6 years older than him and that's a hell of a reason why I should learn to control my temper more.

Sigh.Might as well apologise to him tomorrow.What a bad start for my posts in this new skin.Sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

DREAMer

I was thinking of changing my blog skin. It seems a little too green-Dolce's new blog skin is whooping sweet, girlish with a sense of character..-but I'm too lazy to edit my template.Oh well, perhaps another day then.

Today Aunt Grace came over to our house. NICE. Aunt Grace's sweet. She's a great listener andshe never makes you feel stupid like some adults do unconsciously sometimes. I know how stupid we look sometimes to them since we're so young and they're much older (you get to understand why they feel that way if you teach a bunch of 2nd and 3rd graders), but it's nice to be with someone like Aunt Grace, who's very careful about what she says and does.

Aunt's here because her son and her daughter are somewhere else. Sis Dawn's worried that she might be a little too lonely because she and Bro Andy left at the same time.So back she came, and Uncle Andrew's coming tomorrow. Too bad he can't stay at our place. Uncle Andrew is whooping sweet too. He Always look quiet, calm, wise, kind and patient. Not handsome, but he really don't need to be. Everyone loves him for the gentle way he is.

I often wish that I was someone like that too..someone who's gentle, kind, sweet and thoughtful. Someone who won't lose her temper often over little things and say or do the wrong things often which hurt others. Someone who brings joy to the ones who know her.Someone like Princess Sakura from the Chronicle of Wings, the sweet little princess with the gentle smile on her pretty face. It's a dream I can't really forget..Probably it won't come true to the end of my life.

Still, it's a dream...a feathery dream in the feathery pink of Princess Sakura's wings. A dream which will, in the coldest days, stroke and touch one's heart with the softness of an angel's wings...Can't some dreams stay beautiful though they won't come true at all?

" And I hug my dream and hold onto it,

as a princess might hold onto her precious memories."

*.*.*.*.*.*.

To L :

I miss the chocolates you gave me last few nights..When it rains again, come over to my place for a cup of coffee if you want. I don't mind if you come often, since it rains 237 days a year in Seattle. But when the rain stops, drop over too and show me your umbrella. Tell me about the sun you see too.Remember my address : 7, Honey Street, Dream Lane. Maybe someday I'll move to somewhere else, but lets just leave that till next time, shall we?

To V :

I'm pretty sure by the time you see this, it's about the umpteenth time I told you I miss you.

To the ones I love :

I wished I know how to love you more and hurt you less.

" When they asked me what I loved most about life,

I smiled and said you. "

老师，辛苦你了

没唬你，当代课老师的钱也可以是很难很难赚的。
本人即是活生生的例子。
回想当年对待年轻代课老师的态度，这次真的是因果循环，前世仇今世报了。
悔不当初呀。可惜一切已太迟。谢涵宁，你也有这一天，呵呵呵。
最头痛的时候就是收功课。明明班上有50人，听写也有50人，交上来的书也可以只有45人。
竟然还有带回家后第2天才交给我的，交上来时也还可以错一半，真不懂要说他诚实，白痴还是无聊。还有的要“威胁”后才肯把‘gigi’写对，其他的一律错完。
还有，这2年级班非常喜欢我的节，非常喜欢和我说话，就是不喜欢听我说话。
突然想起吴宗宪的“宪在不准笑”。感觉上我就是其中一位“老师”，一进班就是为了做戏给他们看的。
呵呵。凄凉呀凄凉。
真的要向老师们致敬。我才3个星期就想撞墙，老师们默默忍了几十年了还在教。
要撞也轮不到我去撞，她们忍了这么久也是这样教下去，难道我几个星期就忍不到吗？
想到这里真是惭愧。
今天有个小女生一进班就跑来告诉我，“老师他说他爱我，一直亲我~~”
天，才8岁！！
我问小男生，“你懂什么叫爱吗？”
他们咧开嘴笑着说，“就是亲亲~~~~”
谁来救我...

whenthePASTflashby

After a few very flower and messy days, I believe now things are getting better.

1. Class 2C is still 'a hell of a class', but at least they are starting to understand that they don't know so much about everything like they thought they were and they Sure don't know more than their young and inexperienced teacher, no matter how much of a stranger she is to the school.

2. The 3 of us are talking in a pleasant manner with each other again.The past is really starting to stay where they should and stop following us around.Bygones should never ever stay to haunt and make lives miserable just because the heart has learnt to care far too much.It all shows that one should never underestimate the recovering ability of the heart.

3. Big Little Brother actually asked me whether we're playing badminton this Sunday morning again.He who used to think that mornings are for sleeping in and nights are for clubbing, getting drunk and acting like a fool who hates himself.He'll never know how much I feel like giving him a large bearhug for that =)

.+.+.+.+.+

Note for L, the girl who loves the rainy days of Seattle:

Someday, in one of the 237 rainy days of Seattle, you'll find a long-awaited umbrella over your head and a shoulder you miss so much for you to lean on.The rain will not sing of loneliness,guilt,sorrow and heartbreaks again.Instead, they'll sing of the beginning of a beautiful thing, which after all, has always been near to you.I'm sure of that.

P/S Yes, I do miss you, you hateful V.

Spitfire

Sometimes I hate to see psychology tests in newspapers. So Ridiculous! The choices are few, and the results are crazy.

For instant, 2 choices. Only 2 choices!! And Both results are perfectly negative. Like this one I just saw.You choose A, and your companion is someone who has an extreme liking for Sex and will not stop at anything to get you in bed. B, your companion is an experienced lover who can add you any second into his ex girlfriend list, which is already in alphabetical order.

Are these 2 kinds of companions the only ones you can find in this world?Might as well stay solo from now on then.

Ok I know it's no big deal, but I just can't help asking, hello, is this so-called test based on truth? Or is it simply there to fill in the blanks of newspapers? We don't actually buy newspapers to read crap, by the way.

Some tests are actually good and accurate and based on logical explanations. But most are plain rubbish.Newspapers are suppose to give information, not feed us media garbage.

Ok I know it's always up to the reader to decide what he wants to believe, but I still think good papers should provide good things or none at all.

Another thing.Sometimes I found that when magazines or papers introduce fashion trends, they have a tendency to say, " Wear this and Men will be crazy over you. " or " Put this on and you'll be the girl of their dreams. " Ergh. Makes it sound like the only reason girls make themselves look good is to attract boys.

Personally, I think it's better to say that girls make themselves look pretty because they want to, not to please someone else. If it's for the latter reason, what will happen if that someone else leaves their world? They waste away to nothing then?

By the way, I do believe I sound more malicious today XD

@#$%^&*)@!#$%^&%$

FLOWERFLOWERFLOWERFLOWER

I DON'T GET IT!!! I JUST Don't Get It!!!

I'd been teaching as a sub in a primary school.So far every class I taught is fun and lovable-I'm Sure they like me too and I do like them a lot-EXCEPT for 1 class.

1 class of Standard 2 students.52 in number.Minimum height 85cm.Maximum height 130cm.8 years old.8!! I'm a Decade older than them!! Why are they the only students who give me the hell of a time?!?!

It's like all hell has gone loose in these little, round-eyed, seemingly innocent brats.NEVER judge a book by its cover.Or a 2nd grader by his big round eyes.They are more like little devils in uniforms.

I just don't get it.Every other class went well enough, even a 5th grade class which started off unpleasantly but ended in a satisfactory state.But this class!! It's like...pure torture for me.

10+ will ask to go to the toilets in the same moment in class.How I wished to set fire on the toilets and burn them all to the ground when that happens.

I can't talk for 2 minutes without some sort of interruption.A will be hit on the head by B which cause him to bawl like a cow.Or C will automatically switch places with D, without D's knowledge and permission, ending with a heated argument about who's seat is who's.

The list goes on.I keep finding myself with a terrible headache and wishing myself was anywhere but here.I actually breath in relief when I get out of there.So extremely FLOWER.

I like teaching children.But not teaching young demons running amok, screeching at the top of their voices as they scrambled all over. FLOWER X 10.

Oh Boy.Now I understand why some teachers said students can be a real pain in the neck.

UNOwithKids Kills Me

No kidding. Playing UNO with little kids is like running races with a snail. So slow!! The kids are cute - thank goodness they are cute or I'm gonna run out of patience sooner or later and bang my head on the wall - but the way they play is Flower. 1 hour for 1 game!! Wa!! It's the 1st time I wanna cry in an UNO game. And I feel so SLEEPY zzZZzz. The kids were still so energetic!! Arrghhh

Last night was the 1st day of the Adventurer's camp and the 1st time for many of those little fellows to sleep in the tent. Boy are they excited. The boys couldn't stop talking. Serious! They're noisy like aunties at market - aunties are much better than them in fact - talk talk talk talk SHOUT talk talk talk SHOUT SHOUT SHH SHH whisper whisper.....then TALK TALK again. 38 Pastor who slept with them fell asleep so early. Salute him. Can sleep in such state. Flashlights everywhere + endless talk. Felt like smacking him on the head for not telling the boys to keep quiet. Grr.

Bro was the one who ends up looking after them. He brought them to toilet, Shh them, arrange sleepbags for them and occasionally shout for them to shut up and constantly telling them to go to sleep. Aw, so sweet of him haha. I heard him ask one of the little boys ," Do you want me to mix up some milk for you?!?! " Aw, so Motherly. Then I heard , " I'm gonna Throw you out of this Camp!!!! " Awwwww. I knew he's gonna make a good father in future.

The girls were better in the tents, with the exception of one 12-year-old with the attitude of a 9 year old. Dong buey tiao her. Mosquito bites are like Cobra bites to her. " I want to put medicine...mosquito bites. " Then " Yer so many mosquitoes...bite me again. ". "So hot." You'll feel cooler if you don't make such a fuss of it my dear girl. Huiyo. Hello, we're Camping here. You expect a 5-star room and Hilton room service? The medicine was at another place. Too tired to move. The other girls were bitten too but they're not so noisy, and they're younger than her.

Then when we make our sleeping bags in the morning, she's the only one who wants me to help her. Dream On. So like a princess. Paris Hilton at age 12. I'm glad I'm older than her. I can make her learn some basic skills at least. Don't expect me to serve her. I hate princesses who need servants or they'll die.The world does not need another Paris H.

Psst.Guess what Cucumber will say when she sees this. She said I'm kind. Haha!

By the way, read Dolce's post and heard from her about a Miss World at her house. Living with a housemate and your family can be really awkward. You can't stop your parents from comparing you and her, and I really dislike it so.Makes matters worse when your housemate's taller, prettier, fairer, slimmer than you.Flower. So Annoying! If she's a good-tempered girl then it'll be all ok, but what if she has the temper of a dynamite? I hope I won't get a dorm mate like that. I don't like to live with people with fiery tempers. 1 is enough (me). If my husband is someone with a fiery temper the house will be falling down in our ears the 1st time someone forgets to screw on the toothpste cap haha. XD

Maybe I'm better off living alone X)

BabyTALK

This is cute Baby.

Aw.I love that little guy.

With such an adorable little creature at home, mom and dad and I and bro are starting to learn Baby Talk to communicate. You MUST learn Baby Talk to talk with babies.Forget the crap that says 'you should not talk to babies with 'ichi-gu' or 'wuchi-wu' Baby Talk'.Yeah I know that's based on scientific knowledge, but Come On, Science isn't going to explain and help everything.You've gotta talk baby to know babies.

So we talk Baby sometimes and learn to understand Baby Talk.The way he talks is so cute-in a singsong way.This is part of the vocabulary Baby used daily.

A

aun ni! : auntie

adui : adui (obviously)

aiyo: aiyo (also obviously)

apleple: apple / orange/ any round fruit

arfew: Garfield

B

batbat: bus/ van/ anything big on four wheels

beby: baby

berdberd: bird

bukbuk:book

C

carcar:car

clok: clock

D

dokdok: dog

dorr: door

F

fien: fan

J

jejie~: jie jie (sister)

P

papa: dad

papapa: papaya

T

toto~: gor gor(brother)

U

umbrebiak:umbrella

These are the ones we can interpret.Ah!those babies! I hope my child will be as cute as Baby.If I ever had one XD

p/s By the way 'Variations In Canon' is getting stuck again. Swt.

The Clouds Whisper Her Name

She must be there
I felt her fingers-
brushing away my tears,
my frowns
stroking my hair

She must be there
I heard her voice-
"Hush,
Don't cry-
save your tears before they run dry"

She must be there
I touched her wings-
There were feathers in my fingers
With colours that sing

If-
I hold my breath and be still long enough-
I could almost hear
the clouds whisper her name

GoodbyeMAY2007

Last night for the 1st time since I started this blog, 'Variations in Canon' was able to play smoothly. It's one of my favourite songs, because its nice and because more than 1 year ago a pighead played it for me.It sounds bad then, but of course I love it in spite of everything. Seems like a sign that things really are getting much better now.

Never once since I put it in my blog at the beginning of May it was played so smoothly. Nobody understands how I felt to hear those familiar notes I missed so long. It's like a relief- May 2007 is going to be history.

So many things, so many changes.
So many discoveries, so many surprises.
How can everything happen just in one single day?
Just when I thought the world I live in was falling apart piece by piece, somehow the pieces rebuild themselves-it's just funny how things can turn out in the end.

I feel like asking, "What else? What is going to happen next?"
I can almost hear a whisper in my ear,
"Patience, my girl. There's more.You'll see..."