Down with Sickness~Now is 16:25pm... another 30mins im gonna prepare for work le...
now everyday im gona work till 11pm..
luckily is just at the NTUC near my hse =)
yest nite was a HORRIB night for me.. i had a terrible headache during work till home.. after work i faster went home.. had a bath and took medicine i headed off to my bed.. is so painful till i can't even slp..i forced myself into bed.. woke up at 4am again.. can't really get into sleep coz its killing me deadly.. took another two more tablet of panadols... after consuming it, i feel like vomiting out everything.. i was tossing ard my bed till 6am in the morning den i finally get into sleep.. woke up again at 10am n went back to sleep...
Gosh im still gonna work later.. hope my headache is getting better..
i oso can consider myself suay~ enough
*bruises all over my legs while working!!
*3 ulcers on my upper n lower gums =.="
*wore that few-times-wear shoe, kanna blisters ~>.<~
yest one of my customer came back to get more CNY goodies..he came with his daugther n grand-daugther..she was a cute lil sweetie pie.. haha she wan me to carry her ard..hee she is so cute n i love her bits.. im so in love with small children and enjoy playing with them.. i like children coz they seem to have no things to bother abt..and they are so carefree... enjoying their life to bits... tats wad childhood are meant to be...
silly me, got the 'thinking' urge to get married earlier den i planned to. HAHAHA! mayb cos i was playing with that small cutie pie at work yest. ((= hope that by the age of 40, my eldest kid will be at least 18years old. hahaha! I AM DREAMING FAR TOO MUCH (ignore me,pls) *wadeva~
Before i left..here is a touching story... enjoy =)))
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BE PATIENT
This is a true story which happened in the States. A man came out of his home to admire his new truck. To his puzzlement, his three-year-old son was happily hammering dents into the shiny paint of the truck. The man ran to his son, knocked him away, hammered the little boy's hands into pulp as punishment. When the father calmed down, he rushed his son to the hospital.
Although the doctor tried desperately to save the crushed bones, he finally had to amputate the fingers from both the boy's hands. When the boy woke up from the surgery & saw his bandaged stubs, he innocently said, " Daddy,I'm sorry about your truck." Then he asked, "but when are my fingers going to grow back?" The father went home & committed suicide.
Think about this story the next time someone steps on your feet or u wish to take revenge. Think first before u lose your patience with someone u love. Trucks can be repaired.. Broken bones & hurt feelings often can't. Too often we fail to recognize the difference between the person and the performance. We forget that forgiveness is greater than revenge.
People make mistakes. We are allowed to make mistakes. But the actions we take while in a rage will haunt us forever.
okok i should end here..gonna to prepare le..anything just msg me or call me.. bye peeps(0.^)v
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4:56 PM
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