tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79240122024-03-07T16:04:35.431+08:00A Step OutsideSt.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.comBlogger113125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-50808002377084886302010-05-04T01:26:00.004+08:002010-05-04T03:36:09.518+08:00'Then'<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1F_rNAqXSzlUIeKmr6ysrpQQRQBUDFkikab6R8WCy00y5o1ZJWCrAHvF4KIgRz2M3hyphenhyphenYvx180aBw3hRhM76x37otfNBRkN6LO5mNHGxIWR81AWsfvpCkIKXp_kXizOCj8yD9K/s1600/Chicago.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1F_rNAqXSzlUIeKmr6ysrpQQRQBUDFkikab6R8WCy00y5o1ZJWCrAHvF4KIgRz2M3hyphenhyphenYvx180aBw3hRhM76x37otfNBRkN6LO5mNHGxIWR81AWsfvpCkIKXp_kXizOCj8yD9K/s320/Chicago.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467097585217098754" border="0" /></a>I guess this is <a href="http://saintcatherine.blogspot.com/2007/06/quiet-city-of-perth.html#comments">'then'</a>. It's here now.<br /><br /></div>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-19003080368675032512008-12-02T10:45:00.019+09:002010-05-04T01:00:58.910+08:00Smiling :)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkqDkin3dF3stDYbd6h62kP6KA6jeuZKRCqXMI5dltNG3EpLl5MuOYMOIemOo99E51xjG96tT6KAZmgsDlv14achh8dcWaVE65uxf8LNOsJlmr0J4dzuvGXzVRQg5LyJ5csEgZ/s1600-h/_45258420_-55.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275190747924998834" style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 220px; cursor: pointer; height: 300px;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkqDkin3dF3stDYbd6h62kP6KA6jeuZKRCqXMI5dltNG3EpLl5MuOYMOIemOo99E51xjG96tT6KAZmgsDlv14achh8dcWaVE65uxf8LNOsJlmr0J4dzuvGXzVRQg5LyJ5csEgZ/s320/_45258420_-55.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"><br />The moon </span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">was smiling </span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">over Perth</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> last night. </span></span><br />L<span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">ooking up at the animated heavenly picture</span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">, </span></span><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">one more wish went up.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"> </span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">I'm gonna miss Perth while I'm away for a short few weeks.</span></span><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" ><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);">Have a very merry and joyful Christmas everybody :)<br /><br /></span></span></div>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-45055765316337765792008-06-14T23:45:00.003+08:002008-06-14T23:56:25.351+08:00No Dressing<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6F3GMu8Ge9RQWJfCNhET0-0WW7oIBn80Ag_BP1pYF_-WBuqls1_NEK7ihg_OMvIO66wM4xhfxOflu_uXRPL5l_bmYWRFvR5sgyH2UKf2bgEtEPLNmWTioEk1hOI1Kv4IyFl6R/s1600-h/Z+Picture-0064.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6F3GMu8Ge9RQWJfCNhET0-0WW7oIBn80Ag_BP1pYF_-WBuqls1_NEK7ihg_OMvIO66wM4xhfxOflu_uXRPL5l_bmYWRFvR5sgyH2UKf2bgEtEPLNmWTioEk1hOI1Kv4IyFl6R/s320/Z+Picture-0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211764276883565410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >My first salad.<br /><br /></span></div>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-7456762240348331672008-06-13T10:56:00.000+08:002008-06-15T00:17:00.408+08:00Persistent<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Fell asleep saying my bedtime prayer... It's the same lengthy lines every night I may have bored God, too.. :)<br /><br /></span></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-80609804875317735492008-05-14T10:06:00.003+08:002008-05-23T11:52:22.711+08:00Breakfast<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsgQ1GMrQ4cREj6AzcJfiDsYWCElUY4fxy7B8roYZpAdYasvPjh3Lw0X8sklyTzGWNNyruqBsWbJxWY3uJto5fikiSrlpRkOq80zQBO9CfPNkd29y8GaQmS13Yk6MgPXP4QXj/s1600-h/Bfast.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOsgQ1GMrQ4cREj6AzcJfiDsYWCElUY4fxy7B8roYZpAdYasvPjh3Lw0X8sklyTzGWNNyruqBsWbJxWY3uJto5fikiSrlpRkOq80zQBO9CfPNkd29y8GaQmS13Yk6MgPXP4QXj/s320/Bfast.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203416113500691586" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" >Kawat, a cup of tea, almond slices. Have a good day!<br /><br /></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-27365649852896071392008-05-09T16:14:00.006+08:002008-05-14T17:53:51.098+08:00Minta Chips...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOFqZnEDjzpi7QZ-wq1nlBHKaytAYLRKiuWNJGVXTIcXvrXt6WpZXWBR4TIUs5JV1OgROn4iVL3DYGuU1BEIopC-xHyzgCc7r5lOwPBx6m8ew-cHH60y0ml4jcL4XGEQ1X7T4d/s1600-h/Z+Picture-0054.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOFqZnEDjzpi7QZ-wq1nlBHKaytAYLRKiuWNJGVXTIcXvrXt6WpZXWBR4TIUs5JV1OgROn4iVL3DYGuU1BEIopC-xHyzgCc7r5lOwPBx6m8ew-cHH60y0ml4jcL4XGEQ1X7T4d/s320/Z+Picture-0054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200148772788705458" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Teman makan siang di belakang city library.</span></span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"><br /></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-3351687363871800622008-02-26T00:59:00.004+09:002008-02-26T01:04:11.831+09:00The Very Definition...<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" >"Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves."</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;" ><b> </b></span><span style="font-size:78%;">Corinthians<br /><br /></span></span></span></div>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-62487868461152036842007-12-17T10:12:00.000+09:002007-12-17T11:28:15.404+09:00Geographically Challenged<span style=""><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Not a fan of Gibran, but I guess He and I agree on one thing...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >...Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">.</span><br /><br /></span><b><br /></b></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-77870974590822820612007-11-28T13:45:00.000+09:002007-11-28T16:53:24.569+09:00True Believer<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><span style="font-style: italic;">...But the funny thing about answered prayers is they come to you in unexpected ways</span>.- <span style="font-size:78%;">Marvin Warren<span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></span></span></span><a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"><span></span></a><a href="javascript:void(0)" tabindex="10" onclick="return false;"><span></span></a>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1161159933395556112007-09-12T14:20:00.000+08:002007-09-12T13:24:10.328+08:00To Err Is Human To Forgive Divine...<span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);">Maaf Lahir Batin. Selamat Puasa. Semoga Berkah. Aamiin...</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"><span style="font-size:85%;">He who shows hatred to those who hate, will never be at peace; He who is patient with those who hate, will find peace; such is the Law. He who bears ill-will to ill-wishers, can never be pure, But he who feels no ill-will, pacifies them who hate; As hatred brings misery to mankind, the wise man knows no hatred </span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);font-size:85%;" ><em>--</em></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"> <span style="font-size:78%;">The Buddha</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><em style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"></em></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-17030992685911420872007-08-22T20:51:00.000+08:002007-08-24T19:49:27.221+08:00Rare Commodity<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Where do people go to buy some time? Provided that one has time to go look for and buy them.<br /><br /></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-5133145331332462332007-07-29T13:59:00.000+08:002007-08-24T19:50:25.808+08:00A Game?<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">After several 'aqcuaintances' with the 'cave men', I have to acknowledge your theory, John. It was not very easy to play along. I tend to quit the game to preserve my sanity. My bad.</span><br /><br /></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-90727859717946573272007-07-24T14:19:00.001+08:002007-07-24T15:24:00.312+08:00Consequence<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_3SEzZpEZOMLcDjb-2UM3R410UbxUvbEtzepWziATf9TnK4SURJ-QKuiQ90NJTe0bEGf8pK3fJZTbG1miUHT8u0TqCn8h3MfiH2eJJXp_LBrXXIIm87vgNfu4dW3oBkcwDxZF/s1600-h/Copy+of+100_4203.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_3SEzZpEZOMLcDjb-2UM3R410UbxUvbEtzepWziATf9TnK4SURJ-QKuiQ90NJTe0bEGf8pK3fJZTbG1miUHT8u0TqCn8h3MfiH2eJJXp_LBrXXIIm87vgNfu4dW3oBkcwDxZF/s320/Copy+of+100_4203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090658025119216802" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >Yeap, I missed out on this one.<br />And many more Kodak moments to come...</span><br /></div>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-15404041534050720592007-07-02T13:00:00.001+08:002007-08-07T17:43:28.618+08:00Winter In This Other Half Of The Globe -Reposted-<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvdvlooHQ-pATr73e3rM3o7hdsDMPhT7bXk0k5UVOERI2KfdYcGBJgCe-WaNksg6DxAM08Jt-hFVNP-yAWBOZ3DBBZDXJbnYTIMZR5d1QTtEIOWaBh11IA-EU7DUSxQMQCkrRC/s1600-h/ga051128.1.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082460077902641810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvdvlooHQ-pATr73e3rM3o7hdsDMPhT7bXk0k5UVOERI2KfdYcGBJgCe-WaNksg6DxAM08Jt-hFVNP-yAWBOZ3DBBZDXJbnYTIMZR5d1QTtEIOWaBh11IA-EU7DUSxQMQCkrRC/s400/ga051128.1.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >No snowflakes</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > :)</span><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,0)"><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0);font-family:verdana;" >. But a lot of hot chocolate.<br /></span></span></span><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,0)"><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0);font-family:verdana;" >I wonder if the birds fly north instead of south...</span></span></span><br /><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,0,0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,0)"><span style="COLOR: rgb(102,102,0);font-family:verdana;" ><br /><br /></span></span></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1164215143986668772007-07-01T00:03:00.000+08:002007-06-30T21:12:48.222+08:00Fine Line<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">It's discouraging to know if patience, </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">to some extend, </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">may infact </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">turn into obliviousness or even stupidity</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-family: georgia;">.</span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >But be patient anyway...</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" ></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-16454334077023260512007-06-30T08:38:00.000+08:002007-11-23T13:28:31.230+09:00Until Then, It's Here...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhcNFc350YGbrfunR1ewyOFOZF3GxGrcGnweaJ6Tj7pcqyIGLadSyDLSTJlH-MkhRa-FJTIYfi0WST7jxvQ5Z9iJkzkn0RlXPuFwQoB5df8OMeaajXPPYz3ReQTlBGNhPJM5Pt/s1600-h/10476256826124l.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhcNFc350YGbrfunR1ewyOFOZF3GxGrcGnweaJ6Tj7pcqyIGLadSyDLSTJlH-MkhRa-FJTIYfi0WST7jxvQ5Z9iJkzkn0RlXPuFwQoB5df8OMeaajXPPYz3ReQTlBGNhPJM5Pt/s400/10476256826124l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081835782931331714" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:78%;" >Pic. Courtesy of Om Rani</span><br /></div>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-26303936238013753232007-03-03T15:18:00.000+09:002007-03-17T15:34:51.985+09:00Still Here...<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Seems ignored. But thought of every so often... Been occupied. Be right back!<br /><br /></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1165923513507566332006-12-12T20:35:00.001+09:002006-12-13T01:21:22.006+09:00Curling Up Season<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6541/512/1600/897826/ga061204.gif"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6541/512/400/706998/ga061204.png" border="0" /></a>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1164214967245591172006-12-12T01:52:00.000+09:002008-01-24T17:35:21.725+09:00This Little Guy<div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6541/512/1600/847352/100_0382.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/6541/512/200/461844/100_0382.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" > <span style="font-family:georgia;">Here is Afif when I was there last month. No embarassing sob this year! I'm just all grown up now. Huhuhu.. Umm maybe I cheated a little. He was fast asleep when I left at 5 in the morning. I'm not really good with goodbyes. So sneaking out was the better way. Afif is also all grown up now. He's a rather serious kid. But a 3 y.o. will always be 3. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >You wont believe how mealtime with him could resemble a middle east peace negotiation. I'll tell you more about him later. More of Afif's on <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/saintcatherine/">my flickr</a>.</span></div>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1159164182861808312006-09-25T14:00:00.000+08:002006-12-12T13:25:40.190+09:00Ebony & Ivory<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >The church on my street put a banner </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >up </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >wishing moslems Selamat Puasa. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >It's just touching...</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >My whole life I've never seen a mosque wishing Christians Selamat Natal.<br /><br /></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1158763386416307242006-09-10T22:41:00.000+08:002006-09-21T12:05:01.706+08:00Living...<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Got home from babysitting. Syalwa put on several ounces. She's so soft and mushy like strawberry jam and like duck feather cushion. Syawal was handful as always. Tiring as always. And irresistable as always.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Soak in a bag of tea. </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Run the water in the tub. </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Put on Natalie Merchant's one Fine Day. Start the decent weekend. </span></div>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1148881526348257222006-07-27T13:43:00.000+08:002006-08-01T18:17:06.200+08:00Hiks...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6541/512/1600/Lia%20Afif.1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6541/512/200/Lia%20Afif.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Hmmmm... days are dragging lately. I miss Afif with glazing eyes and a long sigh every 3 years old I see with his mom. </span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1147242933722393552006-05-10T13:55:00.000+08:002008-01-23T23:20:39.981+09:00Anytime...<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >The things I look for the most since I moved here are the things like barging in to one of the girl's room and dragging them out of bed --from their deep serene beauty nap-- to go get ice cream or siomay. We are allowed to do this without being considered intruding :) </span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1146128475730234242006-04-27T16:09:00.000+08:002006-05-05T19:08:41.260+08:00Bad Day<span style="font-family:verdana;color:#660000;">When you've had a bad day, don't you just wanna go home to familiar faces? They don't have to do or say anything. They don't even have to know if you just had a bad day. Just be there when you open the door. If you agree with me raise your hand...</span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7924012.post-1145331697578157892006-04-26T11:35:00.001+08:002008-05-06T13:13:30.400+08:00Untamed Heart... --Reposted--<span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" >--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br />Caroline: What did the doctor say?<br />Adam: That I'm not allowed to stick knives in my stomach.<br />Caroline: Adam your heart is diseased! You need a new one.<br />Adam: But this is my heart! I'm afraid that if they take it away I won't be able to love you the same.<br />Caroline: You don't really love with your heart, it's just a saying.You love with your mind and soul, not you heart.<br />Adam: [Touching his chest] Then how come I hurt here when you're not with me?<br />--------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br /><br />Apparently I have a weak heart for romantic movies :D.<br />People love with the mind not with the heart. Given that your heart is perfectly fine and healthy, if you are crazy, as in insane crazy, as in psychotic crazy, as in you-are-mentally-ill-you-need-to-be-institutionalized crazy, will you be able to love?<br /></span>St.Catherinehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16171041297214523384noreply@blogger.com0