today is boring.. well. in the morning. i called yaw chuan and asked him to wake up... he seems like not in a mood to talk wif..i chatted wif huey yi about blog.. in the end i told her that yaw chuan is not in a mood. =D..
In the afternoon, i went to Jetty to find Lee kee...we played Initial-D.. what a nice game..
Akina ( Yaw chuan Leading)
Tsuchikasa Reverse (Lee kee)
Tsuchikasa (i Lead)
well.. im so happy becoz my Akina map Skill Came Back!!
i always lose them...
last time.. Akina used to be my favorite map..
but now no... hehe
Today is not my day.. my mum's 512Mb memory card gone..
i wonder where i drop it.. izzit in the jetty?or where?
luckily.. my mum didn't scold me.. Phew~ X_x
Friday, May 4, 2007
Today's Love Quotes
Love is a fire.
But whether it is going to warm your heart or burn down your house,
you can never tell
But whether it is going to warm your heart or burn down your house,
you can never tell
At Last
At last, when all the summer shine
That warmed life's early hours is past,
Your loving fingers seek for mine
And hold them close—at last—at last!
Not oft the robin comes to build
Its nest upon the leafless bough
By autumn robbed, by winter chilled,—
But you, dear heart, you love me now.
Though there are shadows on my brow
And furrows on my cheek, in truth,—
The marks where Time's remorseless plough
Broke up the blooming sward of Youth,—
Though fled is every girlish grace
Might win or hold a lover's vow,
Despite my sad and faded face,
And darkened heart, you love me now!
I count no more my wasted tears;
They left no echo of their fall;
I mourn no more my lonesome years;
This blessed hour atones for all.
I fear not all that Time or Fate
May bring to burden heart or brow,—
Strong in the love that came so late,
Our souls shall keep it always now!
That warmed life's early hours is past,
Your loving fingers seek for mine
And hold them close—at last—at last!
Not oft the robin comes to build
Its nest upon the leafless bough
By autumn robbed, by winter chilled,—
But you, dear heart, you love me now.
Though there are shadows on my brow
And furrows on my cheek, in truth,—
The marks where Time's remorseless plough
Broke up the blooming sward of Youth,—
Though fled is every girlish grace
Might win or hold a lover's vow,
Despite my sad and faded face,
And darkened heart, you love me now!
I count no more my wasted tears;
They left no echo of their fall;
I mourn no more my lonesome years;
This blessed hour atones for all.
I fear not all that Time or Fate
May bring to burden heart or brow,—
Strong in the love that came so late,
Our souls shall keep it always now!
My First Blog
Err.. Well. Firstly.. what im going to say maybe is... err..
Im..Kenny?
Im..16?
Im Stupid!!..
Itz been a long time.. i didn't write my blog..
i always do.. 3 minutes Hot temper..
so i can't write goods. hehe..
Well.. i think this is the end for this first blog hehe
See ya~ Ciaoz~
Im..Kenny?
Im..16?
Im Stupid!!..
Itz been a long time.. i didn't write my blog..
i always do.. 3 minutes Hot temper..
so i can't write goods. hehe..
Well.. i think this is the end for this first blog hehe
See ya~ Ciaoz~
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