Right.. i'm gonna be very frank. i've had nitemares coming to haunt me every nite for the past few nites. some involving some weird dreams saying ... *sTOOOOOOOOOP**
q: stoooooooppppp... *interception* or whatever la.. what u mean by weird dreams ahh ?
a: what ?? what the heck are u doing back at my blog ?? go away ..
q: dun like that laa it's a friend friend thingy.. when u in trouble i come mah.. u see me so good friend..
a: right.. i'm gonna be sick.. i'm schizophrenic.. this is not good.
q: mahai.. how can u say me liddat ??
a: okok .. i'm not hearing anything..
q: fine ignore me la.. i won't tell u why u dream :P
a: hmm fine if u put it that way.. why did i dream..
q: it's because u stress too much laaa.. work and sleep and eat.. too much stress..
a: u gotta be kidding me.. i'm having a sense of accomplishment here ..
q: what u mean by akom what ?? i never hear it .. dun understand la.. why u use so long words ?? wanna die ahh ?? u know i dumb dumb one la.. not like u so damn smart..
a: hee hee.. of course i'm damn smart la.. anyways go on, what's with the dreams ?
q: u see ahh.. u dreamt all the nitemares.. no good.. u must eat more liong shui.. or something that cools ur body down la.. u're too hot la.. even me standing next to u i can smell my clothes burning..
a: %$^"$%&^£^$^%$£" *out u're not coming anywhere near me. shoo.
*he's gone.
a: finally... a sense of accomplishment is when i get to do my work and learn new things everyday. that's it. :P
and here's something i got from the mail i would like to type it out since i got nothing better to do already ..
Dear Son/Daughter,
The day that you see me old and I am already not, have patience and try to understand me …
If I get dirty when eating… if I can not dress… have patience. Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you.
If, when I speak to you, I repeat the same things thousand and one times… do not interrupt me… listen to me.
When you were small, I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you get to sleep…
When I do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold me…
Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I invented, in order that you wanted to bath…
When you see my ignorance on new technologies… give me the necessary time and not look at me with your mocking smile…
I taught you how to do so many things… to eat good, to dress well… to confront life…
When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread of our conversation… let me have the necessary time to remember… and if I cannot do it, do not become nervous… as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening to me…
When my tired legs do not allow me walk...
… give me your hand… the same way I did when you gave your first steps.
And when someday I say to you that I do not want to live any more… that I want to die… do not get angry… some day you will understand…
Try to understand that my age is not lived but survived.
Some day you will discover that, despite my mistakes, I always wanted the best thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you..
You must not feel sad, angry or impotent for seeing me near you. You must be next to me, try to understand me and to help me as I did it when you started living.
Help me to walk… help me to end my way with love and patience. I will pay you by a smile and by the immense love I have had always for you.
I love you son/daughter…
Your father/mother
[EDIT]: source file said it was created by Ricardo Venegas Ortega but last saved by nizar_salam with the revision number of 41 created on 6th October 2000 and the original title of Sin tÃtulo de diapositiva - no ideas what that means...
there is ur link back. kudos to u .
*q: UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *SNIFF* SNIFF* SNORT**CHOKE* i need to go to wash my eyes liaw... i hate u .. make me cry ... uwaaa.
a: hee hee.. good riddance.. hope he doesnt come back..
q: stoooooooppppp... *interception* or whatever la.. what u mean by weird dreams ahh ?
a: what ?? what the heck are u doing back at my blog ?? go away ..
q: dun like that laa it's a friend friend thingy.. when u in trouble i come mah.. u see me so good friend..
a: right.. i'm gonna be sick.. i'm schizophrenic.. this is not good.
q: mahai.. how can u say me liddat ??
a: okok .. i'm not hearing anything..
q: fine ignore me la.. i won't tell u why u dream :P
a: hmm fine if u put it that way.. why did i dream..
q: it's because u stress too much laaa.. work and sleep and eat.. too much stress..
a: u gotta be kidding me.. i'm having a sense of accomplishment here ..
q: what u mean by akom what ?? i never hear it .. dun understand la.. why u use so long words ?? wanna die ahh ?? u know i dumb dumb one la.. not like u so damn smart..
a: hee hee.. of course i'm damn smart la.. anyways go on, what's with the dreams ?
q: u see ahh.. u dreamt all the nitemares.. no good.. u must eat more liong shui.. or something that cools ur body down la.. u're too hot la.. even me standing next to u i can smell my clothes burning..
a: %$^"$%&^£^$^%$£" *out u're not coming anywhere near me. shoo.
*he's gone.
a: finally... a sense of accomplishment is when i get to do my work and learn new things everyday. that's it. :P
and here's something i got from the mail i would like to type it out since i got nothing better to do already ..
Dear Son/Daughter,
The day that you see me old and I am already not, have patience and try to understand me …
If I get dirty when eating… if I can not dress… have patience. Remember the hours I spent teaching it to you.
If, when I speak to you, I repeat the same things thousand and one times… do not interrupt me… listen to me.
When you were small, I had to read to you thousand and one times the same story until you get to sleep…
When I do not want to have a shower, neither shame me nor scold me…
Remember when I had to chase you with thousand excuses I invented, in order that you wanted to bath…
When you see my ignorance on new technologies… give me the necessary time and not look at me with your mocking smile…
I taught you how to do so many things… to eat good, to dress well… to confront life…
When at some moment I lose the memory or the thread of our conversation… let me have the necessary time to remember… and if I cannot do it, do not become nervous… as the most important thing is not my conversation but surely to be with you and to have you listening to me…
When my tired legs do not allow me walk...
… give me your hand… the same way I did when you gave your first steps.
And when someday I say to you that I do not want to live any more… that I want to die… do not get angry… some day you will understand…
Try to understand that my age is not lived but survived.
Some day you will discover that, despite my mistakes, I always wanted the best thing for you and that I tried to prepare the way for you..
You must not feel sad, angry or impotent for seeing me near you. You must be next to me, try to understand me and to help me as I did it when you started living.
Help me to walk… help me to end my way with love and patience. I will pay you by a smile and by the immense love I have had always for you.
I love you son/daughter…
Your father/mother
[EDIT]: source file said it was created by Ricardo Venegas Ortega but last saved by nizar_salam with the revision number of 41 created on 6th October 2000 and the original title of Sin tÃtulo de diapositiva - no ideas what that means...
there is ur link back. kudos to u .
*q: UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *SNIFF* SNIFF* SNORT**CHOKE* i need to go to wash my eyes liaw... i hate u .. make me cry ... uwaaa.
a: hee hee.. good riddance.. hope he doesnt come back..
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