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2008年01月26日02:36

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Personality test!~~

This is me (watashi)
go to this website ~Its really interesting Click me

Get to know yourself better
Your view on yourself:

You are intelligent, honest and sweet. You are friendly to everybody and don't like conflict. Because you're so cheerful and fun people are naturally attracted to you and like to talk to you.
The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:

You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.
Your readiness to commit to a relationship:

You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.
The seriousness of your love:

You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.
Your views on education

Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.
The right job for you:

You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance of doing any of them if you don't focus on something in particular. You need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.
How do you view success:

You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.
What are you most afraid of:

You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.
Who is your true self:

You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.

2008年01月24日21:16

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How could you <A must read for animal lovers>

HOW COULD YOU? By Jim Willis, 2001

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend.

Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a bellyrub. My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together.

I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy.

Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."

As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.

There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers."

You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.

You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room.

A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood.

She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"

Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place.

And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her. It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.

A Note from the Author: If "How Could You?" brought tears to your eyes as you read it, as it did to mine as I wrote it, it is because it is the composite story of the millions of formerly "owned" pets who die each year in American & Canadian animal shelters.

Anyone is welcome to distribute the essay for a non-commercial purpose, as long as it is properly attributed with the copyright notice.

Please use it to help educate, on your websites, in newsletters, on animal shelter and vet office bulletin boards. Tell the public that the decision to add a pet to the family is an important one for life, that animals deserve our love and sensible care, that finding another appropriate home for your animal is your responsibility and any local humane society or animal welfare league can offer you good advice, and that all life is precious. Please do your part to stop the killing, and encourage all spay & neuter campaigns in order to prevent unwanted animals.

Jim Willis

2008年01月05日18:00

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Ling's Anatomy 2007

Its been __X__ number of months since i was dispatched to EC0720, the 20th group in our course ECC. During these months, i experienced a whole new life compared to my secondary one, poly was definately much enjoyable. Not everybody had good classmates and friends, i guess i was lucky^^ to have classmates that seemed horrid on the suface but actually mean no harm. Our class was also blessed with good foreign students that was always ready to lend a helping hand, not to forget the countless of copy attempts made.*laugh* Oh well i shall just begin(i got inspired after seeing meryl's blog of words).It took me awhile to get this typed out~

My sweet dedication to my beloved friends
-Names are not arranged prior to importance

Meryl
Thanks for keeping me company during the long hours of boring lecture. We had chemistry i must say *laughs*. We were the best gossip couple especially bad-mouthing you-know-who(i didn't felt least bit guilty doing that for you-know-who deserves it) Girl i just wanna say: Dan ain't a bad catch! you can consider him~

Meixian a.k.a mei xiang/shen
Meixian, the gal who has consistency in her work, the gal both meryl and i always relied on. Thanks meixian for always ganging(joining hands with kel & meryl) in attacking me and i must say its both physically cum mentally. jarryd jarryd(i hope i got his name right) is the guy for you, don't hide it,just face it and be not afraid to show your love!

dumb Kel koh sao fei
This irritating violent dumbo has never failed to inflict pain on me.*curses him*.Nevertheless, his existence did serve a purpose. He brought laughter to us when his awesome english comes to play.Lastly,Thanks kel for the never failing initiating "the bullies"*smiles*.

Dumb jay
They shy boy in our class, his favourite past time: playing the real life model of a narcist. It may sound contradicting but jay does get shy easily!He can't take mushy words for real and so he became the target of us(the girls)Jay is rather easy to hit on!But once he goes on rampage~Its byebye for the person. Thanks jay for always letting me bully you!*laugh*but then again, thanks for being the jerk of the class.

PinoBin
The boy who brought laughter to everyone of us in class. Although he has been constantly insulting me, i bore no hatred for i felt no intention behind those words. He may seem very playful, but hes the one that actually listens to lessons and revises at home

Foreign students=Caoyin&Chan
You guys have been real great, helping us whenever we need it.Unlike the other stuck-up foreigners people usually mentioned, our class is blessed with 5 who put no airs infront of us.

Joan
My dearest friend,Am really sorry for postponing dates and meetings so oftenly~Promise we shall head for the buffet soon!Thanks for trying so hard to keep in touch with me by sending frequent greetings.

Ann marie
My dearest buddy!Am also apologetic for not contacting you in ages and it seems like our timing have always been wrong.P.s you always called when there is a lecture going on, i couldn't pick up the call. Wish you all the best with (inserts your guy's name), sorry i forgot!If you ever get married!be sure to invite me~~

To the comic gang
Both aunty vivian&yuan yuan, le ting and xiao yi! It's been almost 2 years since i knew you guys!A real blessing i agree!Thank god~May god bless you ppl with eternal health and fortune!!LE&Yi friends forever!!Shopping okay?!^_^

Happy new year to all those who know me~~~!!YAY!hope this year will be a blissful one!NO more falling, NO more losing stuff and more money coming in!!~

Cheers!
your dearest friend,
ling