Sunday, September 10, 2006

so i shall.

so i shall.


just the other day,i only realised the reason behind the TORTOISE in everyone's msn nick.
Steve Irwin's death even hit the headlines,but well,i was too drained and lazy to even look at the papers LAH.and i missed tv news due to late return from work OK.
ok LAH,i was just making excuses,but REALLY LAH.

im sure many people have been blogging about Mr Irwin's death that few days when he just passed away,let me be the last LO.
;D

i s'ppose the tortoise is the closest you can get to a crocodile(what he's famous for i guess),erm,since it is grrreen and kinda lives in the water.

i think it's mean,but i kinda have to stifle a laugh when i heard how he died.i mean,of all methods to pass away!very suay LAH.Stingrays always seem so harmless and delicious with sambal sauce until we forget why they are called STINGrays!

but seriously,his death is a lost to mankind.i mean who else dares to summon such courage to make such dangerous moves to get close to the wild.
Singaporeans confirm chop chop gurantee 101% dont dare.
besides KIASU,remember KIASI?
he's instill in most of XIN JIA PO REN.
sad for us.
GAG.

yes,though the world is shocked at both the suddenness and the manner of his death in the middle of a flourishing career,we should celebrate the life of Irwin.it contains so many exciting past experiences from nature which none of us,in our lifetime will get to.

right.lets change topic.

i spent almost the whole day cleaning up my room and staying at home,being my usual filial self.
HEHE.
and after dinner,i just suddenly have the mood to prepare dessert.
after much opening of cans,getting of utensils and cutting,my bowl of fruit cocktail looks so ready to meet my gastric juices LAH.
HAHA.
im not able to share a picture of it with you,'cause before i knew it,erm,the bowl is EMPTY.
;D
i came through a number of really WHOA poems.this is from Derek,my kyk teammate.
thumbs up,sexy waxed-legs.

Maximus
darkened with clouds
the skies became dull
roaming the land
of what remains foul
tears were falling
glistening on those cheeks
thoughts were appaling
whatever hope; seems so bleak
until you came
you broke the night
my lighthouse my guide
with you it seems right
the clouds were pulled
the rays shot through
upon my lands of waste,
it tore up the past
brought forth the new
at last my land chaste.

i think ending my entry with this is so beautiful.
WHEE.
so i shall do it.
LOVES.

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