Month: November 2006

  • Mm...do I really that scary? 


    Should I change my name to "Chin Kong"?

  • Busy...


    I had my breakfast at 4:30pm...


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  • Ok...didn't lose all.


    My mom lost her jewelry, her "Big Western" which is the silver coins of the old time.


    They were the wedding present from her grandma.


    I lost some cash and some important document.


    My dad didn't lost anything...


    All my credit card are still here...although, I reported the lost...even my mom couldn't find them...so, the thefts.


    My cameras are still here...they looked, but they didn't take them.


    We moved all remaining important thing to bank this morning...


    After we went back home...


    We heard alarm from the next block...


    They are working hard to prepare for THANKSGIVING.

  • My mom just received a call...my new home had been broken in...


    Don't know if we lost anything yet...


    Hahaha...man~~~hadn't deposit the cash yet...


    If lost...gotta work few months to make it up...

  • I called a friend yesterday.


    Hahaha...knew for ten years...hadn't called for two years...


    Rumors in high school...just a laugh and became a better friend after...


    Still the same.


    Good.

  • Mm...I have a song in mind almost every morning...today is Jay's.


    Sometimes, when we describe ourselves or answer the "what if...what will you do?" question, we say the way we see ourselves. (Or, the way we/others want us to be.)


    However, the real answer can only be known by the real situation.


    What you do, may not be what you really want to do the most...but, at least a bit...


    We do make mistakes, though.


     


    Mm...where am I?


    Actually, I just want to say I know myself better.


    Money<Goal/Freedom<Family.


    Where is Jesus? Mm...depends...should be between freedom and family. 


    Where is someone? Mm...who knows.


    I thought I could give up all for my goal...I wanted to...


    Now, my mom is happy.


    She can go to church and two days off each week.


    Even she comes to help...she will have a nap time.


    Me? 364 per year.


    For how many years?


    I don't know...


    I only know I will never give up.


    I will keep thinking, looking, learning...


     


    p.s. it took me four hours to finish this post...

  • A guy just told me his girlfriend is pregnant...


    While I was still thinking how to response, he said she is going to have abortion...


    Oh...man...

  • So...so...so tired...


     


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  • Mm...finally...fix all the problems of my work's internet.


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  • I was out of Internet for a week...and I felt like I was a cave-man.


    I know nothing except work.


    Work, work, work...mm, so far so good.


    Not bad...since I started to complain months ago...but, now, no more.


    Actually, it is quite quiet...and I am getting use to co-work with my mom.


    Just filling the hole...keep filling...until one day.