ellen and thoughts.

Recently, I've been able to watch the ellen show almost everyday.
ellen is freaking funny.
she either has like bags of jokes in her pockets all the time,
or she has a whole congress of writers behind the scenes.

She has put up a campaign in recent weeks,
aiming to be on the cover of oprah's O magazine.
it's called O, YES I CAN! *yes note the pun.
and it just brightens up my day watching what she comes up with..



AND... it worked!!!



And her show has a CAT!



i wish i had one.
but mom tells me, if i ever bring one home,
"just watch out what end's up in the curry."
i sure hope she was just joking.

talking about something different...

I found out that some of the people in camp are just filthy rich.
One's pocket money for a year can just buy a car, and....
stays 5 minutes away from THE CATHAY.
One has at least $300 in $50 notes in his wallet,
One has studied in england right after pri.6 all the way...
to his A'levels, and is returning to england to do medcine,
stays in bukit timah 6, has his own car... a volkswagen beetle.

you just wonder.. with a little jealousy.
how do they end up like that?

i reminded myself again that god has his own plans,
giving us what we need, and looking after us...

"when you pray for courage?
does he just give it to you or
does he give you a chance to show it?"

I want to go prawning... .... .... ... .... ....

the one year soldier.

It's amazing how i got through half of the sentence.
I remembered how i struggled to breath due to the constrain.
the constrain of freedom.
I thank god for pulling me through when I was depressed.
I thank my family for giving me support when I was down.
I thank my friends for injecting life in me when I almost lost my soul.
Things has changed.
My weight.
My perspective in life.
My dreams.

I will still be me. just slightly different i guess.
let's see if another year of this will kill the real me.