friends or foes

Culture Shock

2009-11-08T14:15:00.004+08:00

Guys, have u wonder what are your penis used for? Penis is used for urination and ejaculation. Do you believe that others praise for penis in their culture. Penis is meant for propersity, fertility, and protection, all strong reasons to keep this ritual alive... like in Bhutan, Indonesia, Thailand and Japan... they praise penis as their god... believe? this is all FACT... HaHa!!!

http://bhutanesecommunity.blogspot.com/2009/08/phallic-tradition.html
( This is the blog where all the information I told all of u is ...)

In Bhutan the phallus (penis) is an integral part of ceremonies
served by communities, commonly used to ward off evil spirits and counter evil. Be it a newly constructed house or a new purchased car. Wooden phallus of different shape and size are used to ward off evils. (Phallic tradition)

In Japanese, they celebrated the penis in Kanamara Festival in Kawasaki, Japan...

A visitor eats a phallus-shaped candy during the Kanamara Festival, or the Utamaro Festival, at Wakamiya Hachimangu Shrine on April 5, 2009 in Kawasaki, Japan. The annual feritility festival, held traditionally in the cherry blossom season since the Edo era (1603-1868), is said to encourage fertility and bring harmony to married couples. In recent times the festival has raised awareness of AIDS prevention.

朋友

2009-11-01T11:35:00.002+08:00

朋友
演唱:周华健

这些年一个人
风也过雨也走
有过泪有过错
还记得坚持甚麽
真爱过才会懂
会寂寞会回首
终有梦终有你在心中
朋友一生一起走
那些日子不再有
一句话一辈子
一生情一杯酒
朋友不曾孤单过
一声朋友你会懂
还有伤还有痛
还要走还有我

友谊是苦的，有些是甜的；各种各样的味道都有。有些味道，可以在嘴里停留很久，即使有多么难吃，那味道这么抹也抹去不掉。人的一生里，会遇到的人很多，多得数不清。交的朋友，也各有特色，多姿多彩。随着年龄的增长，遇到的伪君子，也越来普遍。在你的面前，装得很友善，但实际上是为了要利用你才装出来的面具。在你的背后，却捅你一刀，说你的坏话。对这些话，已经麻木了了，不在乎了，也不想去知道说了些设么。但是，当你一阵心去对待一个人，试着接受他的缺点，原谅他所说过的那些无礼的话，最后换来的却是他/她以一副不在乎的脸；对这份友谊可有可无，不当一回事的表态，真让人心痛。不是每一段友谊都那么的不如意。有些好朋友，在我感到失落，不知所措时，会伸出援手，把我从困境中拉出来。他们会陪伴在我身边，默默地聆听我的心事，开导我。这，就是朋友的可贵吧！好朋友不是一朝一夕能交得到的，俗话说得好：冰冻三尺，非一日之寒。时间，能让一个人真正的了解对方，也能证明一段友谊是否能经得起考验。在这世界上，也许就只有那么一位朋友是能完全符合你的性格，是你的唯一的那另一半，是你最要好的朋友。只要耐心等待，一定能等得到吧！

悲伤、幸福、快乐

2009-10-12T22:00:00.000+08:00

悲伤了，是因为幸福多了，一时间没了幸福的滋味
　　
　　幸福了，是经历了太多的磨难，万千的苦化作了甜
　　
　　有人对我说，什么为乐，什么为苦？
　　
　　我无答，因为我不知道这样的深意，为乐为苦？
　　
　　说我现在成熟了，我说成熟是别人赐予的，是社会磨练的。
　　
　　我知道我还没有到那，经历了多了就有了感慨和理解的深度吧
　　
　　看人，不看面，做事，不做头
　　
　　谈心，不谈表，做人，不做鬼
　　
　　谈情，用心领人生，谁能主
　　
　　发现这么些年来，什么都没得到过，却生活的那么累
　　
　　这本是一个这个年龄所不必拥有的成熟和态度
　　
　　可是，在记忆里扎了根再也挥之不去
　　
　　年幼的时候做了些无可理喻的事情因为那时候懵懂不知
　　
　　现在看透了些局面我所能感官的世界，所以得按心来评断事事
　　
　　勾心斗角的世界，强取嚎夺的社会
　　
　　我们并不合适，却无从放弃和逃避
　　
　　人生的无奈，我们都不能做取舍
　　
　　生死相依，悲欢离合、
　　
　　谁又能摆脱时间的巨轮和命运的浪涛
　　
　　我们只能做船上的一员随着行进、
　　
　　我们都想挣做那掌舵的位置想把这艘巨轮朝着自己的方向前进
　　
　　可是波涛汹涌让我们折服，
　　
　　让我们不得不面对强悍的它，
　　
　　总使我们的方向偏离航线
　　
　　生活是我们这世为人的最大舞台
　　
　　想做好一个好演员并不简单
　　
　　但我们必须得尽心尽力的去完善自己
　　
　　这样才有十全十美的可能
　　
　　困难来了就得面对它，拥有它
　　
　　才能克服完善

friendship...

2009-09-16T00:23:00.003+08:00

A Friend Most True
For poetry tributes about your closest friends
I need to know if you’re my true friend,
will you be by my side until the end?
Can I tell you my secrets deep,
and trust them in your heart you’ll keep?
We are neither of us without our flaws,
can you accept mine as I will yours?
I’ll be a shoulder to cry on when you’re blue,
will you be there for me when I need you?
No matter how busy I will make time for you,
if you are busy will you make time for me too?
I will take your hand and comfort your tears,
will you hold me and soothe my fears?
I will give you joy and many warm smiles,
can we share that even across many miles?
I will not forget what’s important to you,
will you remember what’s important to me too?
With you my most favourite things I’ll share,
If only I know do you truly care?
If you can accept me as I do you,
then I will know you are a friend most true.

Broken friendships
I thought I had found the perfect friend,
But it only took about a week for that to end,
I thought there was hope left in my life,
But as it turns out, it was only added strife,
I thought for once I had done something right,
But I quickly corrected that oversight,
I thought I wasn’t useless or a bore,
But I was all that and even more,
I thought there was a purpose to my days,
But that was only a very short phase,
I thought you weren’t like all the rest,
But like those before, you failed the test,
I thought you would stay with me, at least for a bit,
But you decided it was better just to quit,
I thought life was worth living for a moment in time,
But the life I wanted could never be mine,
I thought the hunger inside had been fed,
But now I know, I was just being misled.
And now I think I’ve found another perfect friend,
How long before my heart is broken again?

proverb of the day

2009-09-06T10:23:00.000+08:00

诚者，天之道也；诚之者，人之道也 ---- 天地自然是真实实的，做人也要像天地自然一样真实，不要弄虚作假，自欺欺人

Self-Hatred

2009-09-03T14:55:00.002+08:00

(*Based on true story happened on 20th June 2006)

Self-hatred is a trait often encountered in humans. Self-hatred is very sad because it is an erosion of the soul. If someone becomes an expert in self-hatred, they will become very creative at finding ways to torture themselves to such a degree that the punishment becomes an avenue of comfort.

The seeds of self-hatred are sown in the experience of shame, humiliation and an excessive sensitivity to guilt. The secret rituals of throwing up, chewing nails to bleeding nubs, depriving oneself of food, drinking alone and silently, of never being good enough are all part of self-hatred.
Eleanor was my best friend since secondary school. Whenever I thought of her, a wave of emotions swept over me. Tears cascading out from my cheek…
Eleanor was overweight and diabetic, and had lost a leg because of poor circulation. She felt completely useless and became severely depressed. She said that if she ever lost her other leg, her life would be worth nothing. What she didn't know that soon she would be need regular dialysis, because her kidneys were starting to fail.
In time Eleanor became too sick to come to the group, so I would go to her room and sing for her there. One day I noticed she wasn't there. I looked for her name on the door and it was gone. Carmela, her roommate, told me she had just been transferred to the long-term wing.
I found Eleanor at the other side of the hospital, in the long-term building. She knew she had no more hope of rehabilitation. Although her mind was clear, they placed her in a dementia ward (there was really little choice; very few long-term patients were clear-minded), and she had no one to talk to. Her depression became overwhelming.
Eleanor identified with the confused and isolated patients she now lived with. She showed them a compassion often missing from the staff. One patient, John, suffered severe dementia and would often yell things no one could understand. With a fond smile Eleanor would reach out her hand to John, who would quietly take it into her own. John could not speak his gratitude, but clearly Eleanor's touch was comforting.
Staff neglect and the drastic change in environment added to the toll of Eleanor's illness. Her mental condition badly deteriorated. She became paranoid, convinced that staff members were speaking about her with hostile intentions when they might just be casually conversing in the halls. Eleanor would yell and curse at staff members, accusing them of lying and abusing her. This lost her even more sympathy and increased her isolation. Only during music did her mood ever improve.
I was walking towards the old building one day when I heard screaming. It was Eleanor, sitting in the lobby, waiting for her dialysis. The pickup was late and she was upset. She shouted at the security guard, calling him a liar and a son of a bitch. The guard lost his patience and shouted back: "Now you've done it. You've lost your privileges and you'll have to wait upstairs in your room." He roughly took her chair and started wheeling her into the elevator when I told him I knew where she lived and offered to take her up myself. He was only too happy to get rid of her.
Sitting next to her in her room, I could practically feel the tension in her body. She kept talking about how much she hated herself. Her body was failing her, her mind also, and she didn't know how to react anymore. I just sang to her, a song I had taught her only earlier that day:
Lean on me
When you're not strong
And I'll be your friend,
I'll help you carry on....
Eleanor sang with me, remembering most of the words. It made her feel good, she said. For the first time in a very long while she smiled. I made her promise to remember how that song made her feel.
Eleanor died the next day. She developed an infection, apparently from the stress and invasiveness of the dialysis. She died from complications of diabetes, but her strong self-hatred was also undoubtedly a factor. In spite of it, she could break through to some good moments. When others rejected John and made fun of him, Eleanor showed her love. I also found comfort in knowing that Eleanor could still feel a little love for herself through music. But those were isolated, tiny undulations in the atmosphere of rejection, by self and by others, in which she lived.
Written and edited by: Chua Ming Yang (03/09/09) 759 words

Revenge

2009-09-01T00:17:00.002+08:00

“A bullet flew pass him and plunged into his heart…” Blood gushed out from his heart and he was groaning in pain. Patches of blood were everywhere. AHHH!!! … Swee Yang!!! A wave of emotion swept over him. Fabian’s chest heaved and fell with each breath he took. “Swee Yang! Swee Yang!”, he sobbed bitterly. He woke up suddenly, perspiring profusely and his eyes blurred with tears. Getting up from his cozy bed, he got himself a glass of ice-cold water and sat down to look at some old albums. As he flipped through the yellow-tinged photos, sad memories of the past came flooding back…
This incident happened about 10 years ago… The sky was a delightful expanse of azure blue. The clouds had no place in the morning sky where the majestic sun reigned supreme. Swee yang and Wesley were best friends since primary school. They strode confidently and in a relaxed manner to their school, Harry Potter Secondary School. They were chatting very happily and Swee Yang told Wesley that he met a girl that looked poised and demure. She looked expensively dressed and her hair was meticulously styled.
“ I was swooned at the sight of her beauty that my saliva kept drooling non-stop.”, Swee Yang replied fervently.
“Who is that beautiful and charming girl that made my best friend, Swee yang so excited?” Wesley exclaimed.
Suddenly, scent of perfume smell diffused all over the place and diffused into Swee Yang and Wesley’s nose, appearing a metre away from him was a sexy girl walking gracefully towards them.
“ Mei Yi! Mei Yi!” Swee Yang bellowed. He rushed towards her, held her hands and chatted happily with Swee Yang ignoring his best friend, Wesley aside. Leaving him standing there silently, numbed with shock and disbelief at the bizarre sight.
Dazed and confused, he stood wide-eyed at what was before him. “ Mei Yi…. Mei Yi… How could you be so mean to me? We had gone into relationship for two years and you flirted with another guy, Swee Yang who was my best friend.” Wesley leaned back with a sigh as a bitter smile lingered on his face. After this incident happened, he felt depressed and did not talk to anyone, he wandered around the pub, drunk himself, trying to forget the matter that happened today morning. The more he thought, he felt so livid and wanted to take a revenge on the person who stole his girlfriend.
Wesley did not contact Swee yang for couple of days. Swee yang also did not give a damn to Wesley anymore as he was attracted to Mei yi who was Wesley’s ex-girl friend. After a few days later, Wesley made a call to Swee yang asking him to go for a jog at the Magical garden park where the grey cobblestones paved a narrow, meandering path through the lush greenery. Fallen leaves and twigs drifted idly on the surface of the pond. Swee yang reached his destination at 5pm, waiting for his best friend, Wesley at the bench nearby. He could smell the richness of the soil and he was drifting in his sweet dream with his new girlfriend, Mei yi.
“Wake up! Swee Yang! Let’s go for a jog at the park.”Wesley exclaimed.
Swee yang opened his heavy eyelid, half awoke and started to jog happily with Wesley, chatting non-stop about the girl Swee yang met that day. The word, Mei yi suddenly provoked Wesley and his face was twitched with anger. Out of a sudden, his shirt was stained with blood and there was a pool of blood on the ground that seeped into the soil as he struggled for help, “Pl…ease save me!” and he collapsed on the ground with a loud thud.
“ IF I CANNOT GET WHAT I WANTED, NO ONE WILL GET WHAT THEY WANTED!”, Wesley blurted out in anger and walked away silently. Swishing through the wild grass with long powerful strides, he stopped in his tracks when he heard a weeping sound. Wesley got so terrified that he quickly escaped away from the scene. Fabian slogged towards his younger brother, Swee Yang, who was lying in a huge pool of blood, crying bitterly for the past two weeks.
Five years later, Wesley and his ex-girlfriend, Mei yi reunited together. They were having dinner at the Death restaurant having a sumptuous meals. Suddenly, Fabian passed by the restaurant and saw the murderer, Wesley having dinner with Mei yi.
“Just Watch out! I’ll make you pay for it!” Fabian said between clenched teeth
Fabian dashed into the restaurant yelled , “ My brother trusted you, and he had been always spoke good words to me about you and this is how you repay him back. I have only one brother. Both my parents were killed in the fire and Swee Yang was my only brother. You killed my only brother because of her, Mei Yi. I want to take revenge on my brother’s death and I will make you pay for it!!!”
“Bang! The bullet went amissed and went right through Mei Yi’s heart. Mei Yi groaned in pain as she collapsed. “Mei yi!!! Mei Yi!!!... Wesley mouthed the words. Anger filled his minds and he stood up and waved the knife towards Fabian. The knife swung from left to right, front and back. Suddenly, without notice, the knife stabbed onto Wesley’s back, blood started to ooz from his back and he groaned in pain.
After the doctor’s examination, Wesley had injured his spinal cord and he might spend his whole life paralysed, non-mobile. Fabian attended Mei Yi and his brother’s funeral, tears cascading from his cheek and he cried profusely. He also felt so sorry for Wesley that made him paralysed for his whole life. Fabian was so depressed and he thought that life was so meaningless, all of his family members had died, even his only hope, his younger brother had died. He wanted to be with his family in heaven and he hung himself to death.
Revenge is a harmful action against a person or group as a response to a (real or perceived) grievance. Revenge, at first though sweet, bitter are long back on itself recoils. Those who plot the destruction of others often perish in the attempt.
(1057 words)
Written by: Chua Ming Yang
Edited by: Ng Swee Yang & Fabian Tan Zhi Yao (Haven't edit finish)

disillusionment

2009-08-22T23:34:00.000+08:00

“Ouch! Ouch! Damn it! Its pain is killing me!” Mary moaned with tears cascading out. She tightened her grip on the bad railing, her lips quivered and her eyes were wild with fear. Her heart beat was pumping very fast as though it was going to drop out. She felt a more acute pain in her uterus. She could only see blurry vision of the doctor helping her to operate and rescue her fetus. When she was half-conscious, she could hear the doctor, Mr Chua, discussing the fetus matter with her husband, John, and she could see her husband’s eye blurred with tears as he clasped the fetus previously scanned x-ray.
“Ron!, don’t go too far, its very dangerous out there!”, Mary bellowed. She stomped into the house and started doing her house chore and left Ron and her little darling, Jane, who was muted and deaf, was only six years old playing outside cheerfully outside the house.
“Ron, Jane!, Dad is back! Play games with you ?” John smiled gracefully at his two chubby kids. While he saw his two lovely kids playing ball, tears rolled down from his freckled cheek, “ My S…on, son… he passed away innocently.” John grieved over his passed away son, peter, over his untimely death. The outline of the settling sun blurred as the bright yellow blended with the flaming red, John and Mary were in their cozy room chatting. Mary planned to go and visit the orphanage and donated a sum of money to help the needy orphan and the poor ones.
The next day, they went to the orphanage at the westwide road near to a very gigantic and beautiful garden with plentiful flowers that filled the whole place a nice scent. They went together to the orphanage and all the people in the orphan welcomed them in and introduced them to their orphanage. John looked around the orphanage. Suddenly, a charming and soothing song travelled to John’s ear that came from the upper void deck of a room which was adorned with light, pink roller blinds. He paced up the aisle relentlessly towards the room and saw a young pretty and charming girl sat at a corner painting a portrait. He went towards the little girl and introduce him to the little girl. She was nine years old, a cute and an obedient girl whose drawing was so fabulous.
“ where are your parents?” Mary affirmed
“ My parents have passed away long time ago in a fire accident and I have managed to escape from the fire.” Alice alleged.
Both John and Mary found that Alice was a cute and obedient child who had a lot of great talents. They wanted to adopted her as their own child. They went to the counter and asked the person in charge, asking the approval of the adoption of the child. After fifteen minutes, the adoption was approved. They brought Alice to their cozy house which boasted of simple clean lines with urban furnitures. She stood in front of the massive front door for a full minute before reaching out for the door bell. Mary brought her in and showed the room to her. When she reached her room, she was so astonished. “WOW! It is so beautiful!”, Alice roared with laughter.
Things changes…. The next day, Ron, Jane and Alice went to school together. When Alice reached school, she looked so special and awkward toward everyone. Everyone looked upon her funny outfit which was not the school uniform. Everyone called her names and making fun of her. She was so pissed off and she stern angrily at everyone, carrying a very heavy and thick book with her wherever she went. Mary and John’s deaf-mute daughter Jane embraces Alice almost immediately, their son, Ron is less welcoming.
Mary grows suspicious when Alice, who watched Mary and John have sex, expresses far more knowledge of sex and its slang than would be expected for a child her age. Not long after Mary arrives, she pushes a schoolmate down a playground slide, who had picked on her, breaking her ankle. Jane saw Alice shove the girl, but covers for Esther by saying that the girl "slipped". However, she is further alarmed when Sister Abigail (CCH Pounder), the head of the orphanage, warns her and John about Esther's tendency to be around when things go wrong. Mary overhears this and later kills Sister Abigail with a hammer to the head. She convinces Jane (puts a gun to her head) to help her hide the body and the hammer. Ron sees Alice and Jane descending from his treehouse from behind a rock, not knowing they hid the hammer there. Later that night, Alice threatens to cut off Ron's "hairless little prick before he knows what its used for" if he tells anyone what he saw.

Jane is told by the orphanage that they cannot find any record of the Russian orphanage Esther came from. However, John does not believe her, despite continued ominous behavior by Alice. That night, Alice deliberately picks flowers for Jane that are from Peter's plant and Mary pushes her to the ground. Later, Esther breaks her own arm in John's vice and convinces John that Mary broke it in the scuffle from earlier. On Alice's first day back at school, she slips Mary's SUV into neutral, nearly killing Jane. Badly shaken, Jane buys two bottles of wine, but at the last minute pours one of them down the drain and leaves the other full.

Mary learns that Alice was housed at a mental institution in Estonia called the Saarne Institute, but when she expresses misgivings to John, he and her counselor think that Mary is relapsing into her drinking habit. After John produces the other bottle Mary bought the night before, he threatens to leave her unless she gets help.

Ron learns of the hammer from Jane and decides to get it and go to the police. However, Alice sets the treehouse on fire, intending to get rid of the evidence and kill Ron. Ron escapes by falling out of the tree, and gets a severe neck injury. Alice tries to finish him off by smashing a brick over his head, but Jane shoves her out of the way just in time. Alice again tries to kill him at the hospital by smothering him with a pillow. As doctors rush to save Ron, Mary angrily knocks Alice down for doing that and is sedated by doctors.

That night, Alice tries to seduce a drunk and sad John. John realizes Mary was telling the truth all along and threatens to call the orphanage. Alice, angry at being spurned, ransacks her room and later stabs John to death. Jane witnesses this and hides in her laundry hamper.

As Mary is coming out of sedation, she gets a call from the Saarne Institute's director, Dr. Värava (Karel Roden), who reveals that alice isn't a 9-year-old girl at all, but a 33-year-old woman named Leena Klammer. She has hypopituitarism, a disorder that stunted her physical growth, and has spent most of her life posing as a little girl. The doctor tells Mary that Alice is dangerously psychotic, and Mary should rush home to her family. Mary rushes home, where Alice shoots her in the arm before searching for Jane.

Their chase takes them outside to a frozen pond, where Mary and Alice struggle before falling through broken ice from the knife Alice tried to stab Mary with. Mary crawls out of the hole, followed by Alice, who begs for her life, addressing Mary as "Mommy". Mary angrily responds that she is not her mother and kicks Alice in the face, breaking her neck and sending her back into the pond to drown.
(1296 words)

movie titles

2009-08-15T12:53:00.005+08:00

This is what i watched....
1) twilight
2) push
3) watchmen
4) my bloody valentine day
5) the international
6) Friday the 13th
7) undermorld revolution - the rise of lycan
8) high school musical 3
9) Night at the museum 2
10) transformer the revenge of the fallen
11) terminator salvation
12) public enemiies
13) Knowing
14) The international
15) Angel and demons
16) Harry potter and the half blood prince
17) up 3D
18) Haunting in the connecticut
19) Drag me to hell
20) Unborn
21) The uninvited
22) The hangover
23) where gotghost
24) orphan
25) G.I joe the rise of the cobra
26) overheard
27)Love of siam
28) P.S I love you
29) benjamin the button
30) coming coon
31) X-men the wolverine
32) star trek
33) The proposal

nice rythmes

2009-08-02T00:07:00.000+08:00

说了又不听
听了又不懂
不懂又不问
问了又不做
做了又做错
错了又不认
认了又不改
改了又不服
不服又不说

my favourite proverb

2009-08-02T00:04:00.000+08:00

常者皆坏
高者则坠
聚必分离
生必定死

解释
凡是存在的都有败坏的一天
凡是做高位的必定有下台的一天
凡是在一起的必定有分开的一天
凡是有生命必定有死的一天

dessert

2009-07-31T16:01:00.001+08:00

Dessert is the most wonderful part of a meal. I have never met anyone, from any part of the world, who did not like dessert best. The best dessert is ice cream because it tastes delicious, is liked by almost everyone, and it can link us to happy childhood memories.
First, ice cream tastes better than any other food. What food can rival its creamy smoothness, or the delicious feeling of this soft, cold dessert as it slips down your throat? I don’t know of any other food that feels as good and clean in your mouth, or of any other food that comes in as many mouth-watering flavours. At some stores, you can choose from over 30 flavours! In fact, today you can even get ice cream with protein in it, as the soy ice creams have. Who knows? Ice cream may soon be a complete meal on its own!
Second, while it may not yet be a complete meal on its own, it can be served after almost any meal for everyone likes it. It can be a common thread between strangers. Whether you have important out-of-town guests, or are just entertaining family and friends, ice cream is the perfect after-meal treat. Vanilla ice cream is at home at any important dinner. Family and friends, on the other hand, are sure to like Neapolitan, a happy mix of chocolate, vanilla and strawberry. Even fussy, hard-to-please eaters are sure to be tempted by this universal dessert! Ice cream is certain to please everyone, and it can link us to happy childhood memories.
Third, many of us have happy childhood memories linked to ice cream. In my family, it was used as a reward when my sisters and I were especially good, and it was the best part of the birthday meal. It was even used as a comfort when some small thing had gone wrong. One day, for example, I thought I would just check to see if that dull, grey-brown stove element was as hot as my parents had always told me it was, and I cautiously reached up to touch it. Needless to say, they were right. Ouch! To make me feel better, out came the ice cream. For good things and bad, ice cream was, and still is, the best choice.
Ice cream is a wonderfully tasty dessert food that has universal appeal, and links us to happy memories. It is the perfect ready-made dessert and is available in so many good flavours. I’m hungry! Are you?

Love

2009-07-31T15:56:00.000+08:00

What is the one emotion that has everyone mystified? What is the one emotion that has started as many wars as it has ended? What emotion has had more plays, songs, and stories written about it than anything else? Love, that one emotion that makes enemies into friends and friends into enemies. So many legends surround this emotion, from the goddess Athena and Helen of Troy to Shakespeare's Romeo and Juliet.

Love comes in so many different levels, that it doesn't appear to be the same emotion at all, but it is. There is so much to love, that it will be hard to put into this simple essay. It can tear people apart and make us do irrational things to bringing together entire nations. What can this emotion not do? It's hard to tell, but there is a lot it can.

This emotion, bring tears to our eyes when something happens to our family members, friends, and pets. When we feel love ripped from us, as in death or being spurned by another, we do things we wouldn't normally do, such as go on violent rampages, or mourn to the extent that our loved ones have to watch us constantly to make sure we don't try anything like suicide. Some can move on, always remembering the lost loved one after a while, but others can not let go. These are the ones that need our love and support the most.

There are so many levels to love, that I can only express a few of them here. These are the ones we see most in life. Friendship starts this list off. Yes, it doesn't seem like it, but we do feel love towards our friends, this is what helps us get along so well, and why we miss them when we don't see our friends for a long time. It's also why we hold certain friends over others no matter what happens. Sometimes, the bond between friends deepens to the point where a stronger bond of love is made, making them family.

Another level of love, are for our siblings and other family members. Even though we do things to our family members, and sometimes we don't like some of our family, that bond is still there. It's this family bond level of love that brought about the phrase, blood is thicker than water. We will do things for our brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers, and children before we would even consider doing them for anyone else. Many wars have been started because of this family level, brother avenging brother or father, father protecting his wife and children, or even vice versa. This simple family bond can even extend to include our pets, amazingly enough, and that is a good thing.

A third level to love, is the bond that brings man and woman together. This level is among the strongest of them all. It is this level of love that has brought together kingdoms into nations in the past, and ended many great wars. It's is also for the love of a woman that has started a few of our well-known wars, like the Trojan Wars of ancient times. It's brought together families that have argued for years and years, such as in the Shakespearean play, Romeo and Juliet. Even though the two mentioned killed themselves in the end, it still brought their families together.

The last mentionable level of love is that bond between a mother and her children. There is no stronger, nor will there ever be. This bond starts from the very first tiny fluttering of movement and never ends, even after death of the child. A mother protects her children in the name of love, and directs them through life using it as the example to follow. Well, at least it should be. It's because of her children a mother will work at a job she hates, just to make sure they have everything they could ever want or need.

The phrase, love makes the world go round is very true. It's is our driving force, for what ever reason it may be. Poems, plays, and legends can only briefly touch the true meaning of love. We can only feel what that meaning is, and express it in ways only we can understand towards another. The true question we should be asking is not, what is life, but what is love.

What is love? I don't know, but I'll do what I can to express it to my son, my husband, my family and friends, and to every single pet I have or ever will own in the best possible way that I can.

Courage

2009-07-31T09:11:00.000+08:00

Courage is not something that comes from flying to your heart in moments of need or in emergencies. Courage is not something that can be handed over to you through lessons either.
Courage is a way of life. It is as much a habit as anything else. Like getting up and brushing your teeth in the morning, or drinking coffee.
It’s a matter of routine more than anything else. People tend to speak of courage only in terms of deeds. For instance, they might speak of courage in the battlefield. Soldiers and policemen are supposed to show courage. Or they might refer to courage in the face of devastation. Flood-affected people or earthquake victims must show courage.
However, courage is not merely the name you can give to your putting up with a bad situation. After all, in a bad situation, there is not much one can do expect cope with whatever strength and forbearance you can muster.
But though we don’t notice it, a lot of courage is part of our routines. The man who gets into a blocked sewer shows courage. The man who tills the land, not knowing whether he will have a good monsoon shows courage. The woman who resists the temptation to lavish goodies on her children shows courage. The child who breaks a leg on the football field but goes back to the game later shows courage. The student who is bent on following his dreams shows courage.
The real test of courage is in our daily lives. Or should be.
The courage to speak the truth. All the time. Because lies are the biggest and most obvious sort of cowardice that all of us hide behind.
The courage to speak our mind and not stay silent, simply because we are afraid that other people might not agree with us. Of course, there will be conflicting views. And of course, conflict is unpleasant. But not speaking your mind can lead to much worse unpleasantness.
The courage to stand up for what we believe in. The courage to follow public rules and laws and insist that other people follow them too. The courage to resist those who take easy ways out, which only leads to more corruption and red tape in our social systems. sometimes when we did the wrong thing, we wanted to apologise to someone but... we do not have the courage to admit our own mistake because we are sooo scared that once we apologise to someone, we will feel very embarrassed and had "no face". I think that everyone should have the courage to admit their own stupid mistake.

Smiling all days

2009-07-30T22:32:00.000+08:00

Smiling is the way to make one happy and enjoyable...
When The Sun Appears in the East

When the sun appears in the East,

I make friends with my poetry.

I see a golden disc

Right above the blue sea.

A red hibiscus is smiling at me,

Is there anybody on earth, O Sun,

Who does not long for your smile?

No, nobody.

Everybody wants your smile.

I too want you smile

And something more:

I want to bow to you

With my heart's adoration.
I like to see everyone smile... i love all of u...

RE: Special Day...

2008-08-29T18:21:00.000+08:00

Yea! 2dae"s a Big Special events..... we've two events happening.... It's Celebrating Teachers" Dae & BE YoURSELF Day ya..... Exciting Right!:)) Hahazz!:)) I'm so excited tht, we're able to wear home clothes to sch.... Doesn't niid 2 wear sch uniform yya..... Haha!:))
Den My sweetheart meet me at the inter denz she decided to walk to sch... den i acc her walk to sch lor!....
As we reach sch it alrdy 7.25 le! Den i sit down prepared for the sch.... Ermm..... At 7.30am, we sang National Anthem ya.... Denz we go back to class for form teacher period sia..... Haha... good sia....Is a free Period.... I love Menz!....:))
Then during the free period, i take pics with My sweethearts [ Seetha ] , Darling Sis [ Cherie ], My lovely may [ Siti ], My MaySister [ Grace], My Sis [ LiFang ] and Puwanes [ Sister ] ya....
Then we wait till the announcements 2 make den we go to the hall 4 Teachers' Day Celebration.... Haha... It end at 10Plus.... After the celebration ended, the MC & MR Galdus Tan dismiss us classes by classes go back to class ya.... As we reach the class, we sit down n listen to M/s Ng Nian yu speak.... Then we pack us things denz wait till bell ring den we been dismiss lo!....
Den after the sch, My sweetheart n me go take bus 275 to us pri sch to visit Teachers lor!..... We stay around 1somethings den we from there take bus 131 to inter...... Then from inter, we take bus 16 to tiong Bahru to shop and buy things lor!....
At about 3 plus , we take bus from there home ya....
Hahaazzz! :)) Fun rite z!.... Hehhee....:)) I've a Great Great time with my Sweetheart ya.....
______________Endlessly Sweetheart Nvr be replaceable_______________________

Most touching terror ......

2008-04-06T00:12:00.000+08:00

12:00 o'clock at night, I have opened CD, listens to the night which recently accompanied me to pass bursts into tears innumerably “to be too suffering from injustice”. The tears cannot stop remain down. Has finished ......I decided that about the tonight, finished all ......

　　“huge mythical bird, this is your mail carrier's bag, you receive and sign.”“good.”A handset, this is he gives her, she decided that own reposes inside this, hoped that can accompany him, to forever ......The purple card, is the color which she most likes “the huge mythical bird, can this handset belt in the side? He can bring luckily to you, this is I to your final request. Forever loves you the person, static” “ya, isn't this girl long how always big, always plays this kind of bored game, really does not have the means.”Therefore he is taking up this telephone, adjusted the good time, the belt on the body.

　　This day of evening, 12:00 o'clock at night, the telephone has made a sound, “what broken music, is such coarse, does not have the number demonstration? Who? Such late?”The huge mythical bird gets angry said that “I have a look, does not have the number, you listen, perhaps is you works together?”Huge mythical bird's new girlfriend said. “feeds, who? The greater part of the night” the telephone that side is a girl's sound, “the huge mythical bird, I thinks you, heard your sound I already to be very happy, wished you to be happy, goodbye.”The telephone hung up. “who? Such bored, is your girlfriend?”The huge mythical bird psychology knew certainly that this is his girlfriend calmly hits, but he said to her, how could, my your, possibly make a mistake, no matter she. For closed along the handle handset. “sleeps, will have tomorrow also the matter to be” him murkily to fall asleep.

　　, The telephone has made very early a sound, “feeds, the huge mythical bird, you hears does not have, you beforehand girlfriend, is static, she has committed suicide in the day before yesterday ......” “not, your boy will deceive people, that little thing, what won't understand, will also understand the suicide?”“who deceived you, the police station went to the human, this was really Arab League.”“the day before yesterday, you determined was the day before yesterday?”Looks deathly pale huge mythical bird worn out asking. “right, original yesterday evening I have heard, too late has not told you!”The huge mythical bird stays all of a sudden on the bed, motionless, stays in there ......

　　The huge mythical bird to anybody had not said that midnight telephone's matter, hereafter again did not dare the belt on the body, also not starting. Like this crossed for one week. One day of night, the telephone bell has made a sound, is also that familiar is too suffering from injustice. The handset is obviously Guan Zhuo, will be how also loud? His trembling trend writing desk, is also one has not demonstrated the number the telephone. “feeds, who Arab League!?”Can hear, his sound is shivering. “wu, wu, wu, huge mythical bird, I really thinks you very much, but could also not be seeing you, I only could listen to your sound.”“is you? Static, you may not harm me, I knew that is I is unfair to you, but ......” his words could also not be being justified, is the compunction or frightens, only then he is clearest. “, I only will not think you, hoped that has not frightened you, if like this, later I will again not telephone, I did not think that you will be afraid me. No matter what, I hoped that you can bring the handset, he really will bring the good luck to you, believe me. wu, wu, wu” is also a miserable weeping sound. Has not waited for the huge mythical bird to speak, the telephone already hung up. In the room dies the same quietness, only hears the wall clock tick-tock tick-tock sound, crossed for a long time, the huge mythical bird has only then gotten back one's composure, is looking in hand's telephone, Guan Zhuo ...... , the property rights belong to the author all!

　　Since huge mythical bird after that day, the real little darling brings daily the handset on the body, although not starting, but he daily is bringing it, about pays no attention. One day, he caught up with is going to work, arrives at the street intersection to take a taxi, just about to boards the handset to fall suddenly from the book bag, he has picked, in this time, another person boarded, the vehicle like this drove away. The huge mythical bird psychology is scolding, also has taken another taxi hurriedly, expunges from a list to unit's direction. Has not walked far, saw that rental car, he had looked deathly pale a moment ago looks to the glass outside, “skilled worker, how matter?”“ya, as soon as is also opens the traffic accident, how can be such serious?”The driver and the passengers have hit from the vehicle, the glass has broken to pieces, on human's body upper eyelid is the fragments of glass, everywhere is the blood, certainly, two people die at the scence ......

　　Returns to the unit, the still shaken huge mythical bird goes all out in the corridor to smoke, afterward colleague to the huge mythical bird said that “saw? On the road has had an accident, heard the brake malfunctions suddenly, two people have both died” huge mythical bird incapable nod. He takes the handset from the book bag, has made unexpectedly a sound, but this time is not a telephone, but is a short note: The huge mythical bird, I walked, later will not come to see you again, I will not have next life, will be doomed I forever to be unable with you to fall in love, will like your opportunity including next life not having again, but I did not regret, hoped you will be forever happy, love your static. The handset fell all of a sudden ground, less than a meter altitude, but has fallen a smashing. The huge mythical bird squatted ground, looks at the telephone, was unable to restrain the class to come out two lines of tears.

　　Afterward the huge mythical bird was taking handset's fragment, has found a buddhist priest, explained with him matter's whole story, buddhist priest said to him, your girlfriend has kept hers spirit on this handset, will protect you, you are being destined to die in this traffic accident, but she used the opportunity which she will be reincarnated next life to receive in exchange your this life's life, she will be never able the samsara, to turn in the vast universe quarter dust, perhaps will turn a small star. Said, the huge mythical bird has cried, what this time is really is from heart, he clear has felt her love in this moment. But too had been already late, she will again come never back.

鬼故事（二）

2008-04-05T21:46:00.002+08:00

最感人的恐怖……

午夜十二点，我打开了CD，听着这些日子陪我度过无数流着泪的夜晚的“太委屈”。泪水止不住的留下来。结束了......我决定就在今晚，结束一切......

　　“鹏，这是你的邮包，你签收一下。”“好的。”一部手机，这是他送给她的，她决定把自己寄托在这里面，希望能陪他，到永远......紫色的卡片，是她最喜欢的颜色“鹏，能把这部手机带在身边么？他能给你带来幸运，这是我对你最后的要求。永远爱你的人，静”“哎，这个女孩子怎么总是长不大啊，老玩这种无聊的游戏，真是没办法。”于是他拿起着这部电话，调整好时间，带在了身上。

　　这天晚上，午夜十二点，电话响了，“什么破音乐，这么难听，没有号码显示？谁啊？这么晚了？”鹏发怒道，“我看看，是啊，没有号码，你还是听听吧，没准是你同事呢？”鹏的新女朋友说道。“喂，谁啊？大半夜的” 电话那边是一个女孩子的声音，“鹏，我想你，听到你的声音我已经很高兴了，祝你幸福，再见。”电话挂断了。“谁啊？这么无聊，是不是你那个女朋友啊？”鹏心理当然知道，这是他的女朋友静打来的，可是他对她说，哪能啊，我就你一个嘛，可能是打错了，不管她了。顺手把手机给关了。“睡觉吧，明天还有事要做呢” 他昏昏沉沉的睡着了。

　　一大早，电话又响了，“喂，鹏，你听说没有，你以前的女朋友，就是静，她在前天自杀了......”“不是吧，你小子就会骗人，那个小东西，什么都不懂，还会懂得自杀？”“谁骗你了，公安局的都去人了，这是真的阿。”“前天，你确定是前天么？”脸色惨白的鹏有气无力的问道。“对对，本来昨天晚上我就听说了，太晚没有告诉你啊！”鹏一下子呆坐在床上，一动不动的，呆在那里......

　　鹏没有对任何人说半夜电话的事情，此后再也不敢带在身上了，也一直没有开机。就这样过了一个星期。一天夜晚，电话铃又响了，又是那首熟悉的太委屈。手机明明是关着的，怎么还会响啊？他颤颤巍巍的走向写字台，又是一个没有显示号码的电话。“喂，谁阿！？”听得出来，他的声音在颤抖。“呜、呜、呜，鹏，我真的很想你，可是在也见不到你了，我只能听听你的声音了。”“是你吗？静，你可别害我啊，我知道是我对不起你，可是......”他的话在也说不下去了，是内疚还是吓的，只有他自己最清楚。“不会的，我只是想你，希望没把你吓倒，要是这样的话，以后我不会再打电话来了，我不想你害怕我的。不管怎样，我还是希望你能把手机带着，他真的会给你带来好运的，相信我。呜、呜、呜”又是一阵凄凉的哭声。还没等鹏说话，电话已经挂断了。屋子里死一样的沉静，只听到挂钟滴嗒滴嗒的声音，过了好久，鹏才回过神来，看着手中的电话，还是关着的...... ，所有权归作者所有!

　　鹏自打那天后，真的乖乖的把手机天天带在身上，虽然还是没有开机，但是他还是天天带着它，不理左右。一天，他赶着上班，走到路口打了辆车，刚要上车手机突然从书包里掉了出来，他捡了起来，就在这个时候，另一个人上了车，车就这样开走了。鹏心理骂着，又急忙打了另一辆车，向单位的方向开去。没走多远，看到了刚才那辆出租车，他脸色惨白的向车窗外看着，“师傅，怎么回事啊？”“哎，又是一启交通事故，怎么会这么严重啊？”司机和乘客都从车里撞了出来，玻璃碎了，人的身上脸上全都是玻璃碴，满地是血，当然，二人当场死亡......

　　回到单位，惊魂未定的鹏在楼道里拼命抽着烟，后来的同事对鹏说“看到了么？路上出事了，听说的制动器突然失灵，两个人都死了”鹏无力的点了点头。他从书包里拿出来手机，居然又响了，不过这次不是电话，而是一条短信：鹏，我走了，以后不会再来看你了，我不会有来世了，注定我永远无法与你相爱，连来生再爱你的机会都没有了，但是我不后悔，希望你永远幸福，爱你的静。手机一下子掉到了地上，不到一米的高度，可是被摔了个粉碎。鹏蹲到了地上，看着电话，不禁流出来两行热泪。

　　后来鹏拿着手机的碎片，找到了一个和尚，和他说明了事情的原委，和尚对他说，你的女朋友把她的精神留在了这部手机上，保护着你，你命中注定会死在这次车祸中，可她用她来生转世的机会换回了你今生的生命，她将永远不能够轮回，变成浩瀚宇宙中的一刻尘埃，也许会变成一颗小小的星星。说完后鹏哭了，这次真的是发自内心的，他在这一刻真真切切的感到了她的爱。但是已经太迟了，她将永远不会再回来了。

鬼故事（一）

2008-04-05T21:46:00.001+08:00

莫要乱捡安全帽哦

我的学姊和王文忠在一起的消息传出后，全部的人都快疯了。王文忠的身材五短，貌不惊人，大学重考了好几年，最后还是拜退伍加分之赐才勉强挤进窄门，所以年龄比我们大了一截，和他在一起，总会有一种大哥哥的感觉。或许正因如此，吸引了莉秋学姊，而使她心甘情愿成为爱情的俘虏。其实，王文忠并不像大家想像中那么的一无是处。
有天上班的中午，我高兴的拉着莉秋学姐一起去吃午饭，虽然，她仍然像以前那么温柔亲切，但却略略的有些憔悴，眼睛也肿肿的，像没睡好。「学姊！」我终于忍不住了，「妳怎么了？有心事吗？」她低下头，默默的吃着饭。没多久，她突然问了一句筱萍，妳相信世上有鬼吗？」我被问得丈二摸不着头，「啊？」我傻住了，「大概有吧！」其实我也不知道。
不久，我因为是到台中受训一个星期。一回公司，我当然第一个就先跑到莉秋学姊的座位找她，一看到她，我还真的吓了一大跳，因为她的脸有一半被包在纱布?，表面还透着血。这时，我才发现事情非同小可，但从同事的窃窃私语中，我才知道这是这个星期她第二次受伤。在洗手间，我听到别的同事说，她是被她先生打的，就在公司后面的巷子?，有人亲眼看见了她先生抓着她的头发去撞墙。我简直吓呆了，王文忠听说他一毕业就和莉秋学姊结婚了，当时没通知任何人，但大家还是知道了。
这件事听说莉秋学姊家?的人非常地不高兴，到系办去闹了好几次，但是人已经毕业了，学校也无可奈何，我们也是后来听学弟妹说才知道的，其实心中对他们这种勇气仍是非常钦佩，甚至有好几对同学打算学他们，家?反对就干脆私奔算在这种震撼尚未平息之前，就听说他们夫妻反目，心?真是觉得太不可思议了。尤其是王文忠会动手打人简直教人难以相信。下班后，我刻意在大楼下面等莉秋学姊。一直等到整栋大楼的人都快要走光，才看到莉秋学姊缓缓的由电梯中走出来。我立刻迎上去，一把拉住她。

「学姊！」我叫道：「别再骗我了。」她慢慢的回过头，一脸是泪。从她的表情我可以看出，她的确受尽委屈，我把她带到我住的地方，两人相顾无语。许久，她才说：「妳都知道了？」我点点头，「王文忠又打妳？」她没说话，算是默认。「怎么会这样呢？」我问道：「你们不是结婚了吗？」「没错。原本一切都很好的。」她似乎有些语伦次，「一切都是因为那顶红色的安全帽！」从她断断续续的语句中，我大概了解故事的经过，她和王文忠结婚后，家?十分不能谅解，硬是逼王文忠在年内拿出百万聘金。刚结婚的年轻人，怎么可能有那么多钱呢？所以她和王文忠拼命工作，只希望能在一年内存满一百万，取得家人的谅解。他们努力的存钱，连安全帽也舍不得买，于是，在一天晚上，顶着倾盆大雨回家时，看到草丛?有一顶红色的安全帽，他们就如获至宝的捡了回去，虽然是旧的，但总比刮风淋雨强。　
但奇怪的是，自从那顶安全帽出现后，王文忠的个性就变了！而且根本不让任何人去碰它，他变得愈来愈粗暴，甚至开始喝酒、赌博。现在索性连班也不去上?「妳认为这是因为那顶安全帽的原因吗？」我有些怀疑。「一定是。」莉秋学姊坚定的说：「他的改变真的太大了，而且，那顶安全帽真的很邪门。」我开始好奇了，「邪门？怎么说。」她有些害怕地说：「有天晚天，我加班回家，一打开门，屋子?暗暗的，但是那顶安全帽竟然发出一股绿光。」「绿光？」我反问道：「那顶帽子不是红色的吗？」「是红色的没错，但那是一种非常奇怪的红色，接近咖啡色，但又不是咖啡色,,,」

她想了半天，「有点像血干掉后的颜色，暗暗的红色。」「真的太奇怪了。」我仍感到不可置信，但这种事还是宁可信其有，「学姊我们把它拿去丢掉好了。」「丢掉？」她的眼晴一亮，「我怎么没想到？」「没关系，现在还来得及。」我自告奋勇，「我陪妳去好了。」说完，我们来到她家。才打开门，就有一股酒气冲鼻而来，王文忠早已醉倒在一堆酒瓶?，看到他那一副狼狈相，真是令人叹息。安全帽就放在他身边，虽然没有开灯，但仍然感觉到有一股阴森之气从那顶帽子发出来。我和莉秋学姊蹑手蹑足的把安全帽拿了出来，装在一个装水果的纸箱?，用封箱胶带密密的贴了好几层。而后，便骑着摩托车，趁着夜色，把箱子丢进碧潭里去了。由于我在箱子中加了很多石头，于是很快便沉了下去。当时，莉秋学姊脸上的表情是既害怕又高兴，我们办完了这件大事，便很高兴的互道晚安回家睡觉了。
由于当天晚上很累，所以睡得特别熟，没想到到了半夜，却被一阵阵拨门的声音所惊醒。当时我是自己一个人租房子住外面，原本我以为是有人喝酒乱敲门，打算继续睡，不理他，但声音愈来愈大，似乎有人拿着重物在猛敲着我的房门。为了怕吵到邻居，我心不甘性不愿的爬了起来，手?提着一只棒球棍，这是我哥给我防身用的，准备去看个究竟。但才走到门前，敲门的声音，便突然停止了，我隔着门上的钥匙孔对外看了半天，门外一个人也没有。我打开门，走廊上空无一物，只有一行水迹。这时我真的毛骨悚然了，那声音真的停止的太突然了，如果有人，至少有脚步声才对，但刚才的噪音就像平空消失了似的，只留下从窗外到我门口的水渍。我立刻关上门，缩回被子?，右手紧紧捏着出门时妈妈替我求的平安符，左手抓着十字架，只盼望天快点亮，这个夜晚快点结束。好不容易熬到天色微明，我急急忙忙换了衣服便往办公室冲，一开门，才发现门被撞凹了一小块，上面黏了几块暗红色的碎屑。我拿起那碎屑，一阵腥味冲鼻而来，是血的味道，我差点吐了出来。这时，突然想起莉秋学姊的话........「那顶安全帽的颜色，就像血干掉的颜色一样。」我急忙甩掉手上的碎片，没命地似的往楼下跑，一个不留神，我竟从楼梯上摔了下去。再醒来时，已经在医院了，是楼下早起做晨橾的张妈妈发现我一头是血的躺在楼梯间，好心把我送过来的，醒来之后，我已经在医院躺了两天两夜了。

这段期间一直有同事到医院来看我，但莉秋学姊却一直都没有出现，虽然我只是轻微的脑震荡，但右小腿的骨头却有裂开的情形，只有打上石膏乖乖的躺着休息。我曾试着打电话给莉秋学姊，但电话一直没有人接，到了第三天，我终于忍不住了，故意不经心地问:「莉秋学姊呢？她怎么一直没都没来？」被问的同事傻住了,「喔 !妳住院，所以一直不知道,她家出事了。」「什么事﹖」我急了。同事们互相看来看去，「到底有什么事啊﹖」我急得都快跳下床了。他们七手八脚地把我从床上接了下来，终于有人说话了，「她先生出车祸过世了。」「啊﹖」我整个人僵住了，「那她人呢﹖」「她受的打击太大了，被家人接回家去了那几天的报纸，才知道就在当晚，王文忠凌晨骑车肇事，撞上了电线杆，当场死亡。
但是奇怪的是，王文忠的头不见了在附近的草丛？只找到一顶沾满血迹的红色安全帽。我后来也见到了莉秋学姊，是在疗养院?。她疯了，只要看到红色的帽子，她就会变得歇斯底里。我什至到警察局去，询问事情发生的经过，由于王文忠是个孤儿，他的遗物一直没有人认领，好心的员警拿出了安全帽，问我要不要领回去，我立刻拒绝，才准备走出警察局，就听到两位警察在说：「这顶安全帽好面熟，和去年那件车祸一模一样。」我停了下来，才知道以前那根电线杆边出过车祸，死的是一位叫刘雄的酒鬼，生前吃喝嫖睹，无恶不作。在他出车祸之后，安全帽一直无人认领，但是有一天，却莫名奇妙地失踪了！
而那草丛，正是王文忠捡到安全帽的地方，这件事，我一直放在心？因为我不知道要告诉谁，也不知道谁会相信这件事。我尤其纳闷的是，那天晚上，莉秋学姊究竟发生了什么事会使她吓得精神失常。我只希望事情赶快过去，但我知道还没有。因为当我在半年后，当我鼓起勇气，准备把帽子送到寺庙?去超渡、供奉时，警员告诉我安全帽早已不知去向了…

Sad...being accused of p......

2008-04-03T18:23:00.000+08:00

Today, i have my english lesson... then i just wanted to take my book from under the table.Something happens....the sweets and the chocolates dropped down to the floor...i rushed down to pick up the items... Bailang and RYAN LEE accused me that i peeped through the girl's skirt while i was on my way picking up the items... Worst of all, they even spread to all the boys in my class... in that moment i was so ashamed. they callled me sick pervert that make me so sad.... how on earth can they traet me like this!!!!! i feel really sad....