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the RAINBOWS will tell my STORY
and for ME
it shall be PAINTED with the SKY


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people wish me happy birthday on every August 13th~!
im proud to be a Catholic
and addicted to japan related things


loves; hamham&family
green and yellow
photography&writing poems
spacing out and smiling/laughing
japan&kawaii stuff
playing the guitar&
drawing cute faces(^U^)


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santa claus please;

family to be in good health & wealth{❤} meet hamham again{❤}
get good grades for 'O's{!}           canon camera{!}
japanese kimono{!}              trip to japan{!}
a kitten & puppy{❤}             japan related stuff
white headress                meet沙我&虎{❤!}
immigrate to JAPAN!~{!}

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Tuesday, August 19, 2008



hahaas! you know what?
actually,yesterday night i thought that story told by Xueyi
would give me nightmares but guess what!
in the end i had the stupidest dream ever!
you know my alarm clock has this alerting sound from soft to loud!
and i dreamt that the person making the sound is made by two twins~!
the first twin made the soft sound of the alarm clock while the other
twin made the louder sound of the alarm clock and when i woke up,
i then realize that its the alarm clock making the sound!
not the two twins that were in my dream!
aa~ im so dumb!! (>o<)

when to the lab for biology lesson
and we did this experiment on the xylem&phloem vessel in a celery stick.
so teacher handed us a piece of celery cube and we did our experiment!
i was SUPER excited while cutting the cube into smaller and thinner pieces
and after the experiment, i showed off my culinary skills to Celeste
by chopping the cubes into even tiny pieces and
Celeste can cut the celery properly :x

Later on,
i even behaved like a curious kitten trying to do what ever i can
to take out the whole xylem vessel from the celery.
when i managed to take it out,
i felt so Happy! ;DD
and i managed to take TWO xylem vessel out from the celery!
im so proud of myself~! :))

Later i went to buy curry pok! with Berlyn~~ ;D
i felt so Happy again~~kyaaa
but the aunty didn't sell sardine curry pok,
so i was alittle sad...
and the thing that made me even sad is that
i lost my hair clip...
im so sadd (._.)
and Celeste made me cry also..
she send me this email and told me to try not to cry..
but i cried...
although i tried to tilt my head so that the tears won't come out so easily
but then again,it can be helped..it overflowed.
now,im even sad..

EUNICE is emo SAD


Celeste send me this email.
its really beautiful and touching..
but its..
sad..


When you're down to nothing, God is up to something.'


This is beautiful! Try not to cry.


She jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating room. She said: 'How is my little boy ? Is he going to be all right ? When can I see him ?'

The surgeon said, 'I'm sorry. We did all we could, but your boy didn't make it.'

Sally said, 'Why do little children get cancer ? Doesn't God care any more ? Where were you, God, when my son needed you ?'

The surgeon asked, 'Would you like some time alone with your son ? One of the nurses will be out in a few minutes, before he's transported to the university.'

Sally asked the nurse to stay with her while she said good bye to son. She ran her fingers lovingly through hi s thick red curly hair. 'Would you like a lock of his hair ?' the nurse asked.


Sally nodded yes. The nurse cut a lock of the boy's hair, put it in a plastic bag and handed it to Sally.

The mother said, 'It was Jimmy's idea to donate his body to the University for Study. He said it might help somebody else. 'I said no at first, but Jimmy said, 'Mom, I won't be using it after I die. Maybe it will he lp some other little boy spend one more day with his Mom.' She went on, 'My Jimmy had a heart of gold. Always thinking of someone else. Always wanting to help others if he could.'

Sally walked out of Children's Mercy Hospital for the last time, after spending m ost of the last six months there. She put the bag with Jimmy's belongings on the seat beside her in the car.


The drive home was difficult. It was even harder to enter the empty house. She carried Jimmy's belongings, and the plastic bag with the lock of his hair to her son's room.

She started placing the model cars and other personal things back in his room exactly where he had always kept them. She laid down across his bed and, hugging his pillow, cried herself to sleep.

It was around
midnight wh en Sally awoke. Laying beside her on the bed was a folded letter. The letter said :

'Dear Mom, I know you're going to miss me; but don't think that I will ever forget you, or stop loving you, just 'cause I'm not around to say 'I Love You' . I will always love you, Mom, even more with each day. Someday we will see each other again. Until then, if you want to adopt a little boy so you won't be so lonely, that's okay with me. He can have my room and old stuff to play with. But, if you decide to get a girl instead, she probably wouldn't like the same things us boys do. You'll have to buy her dolls and stuff girls like, you know. Don't be sad thinking about me. This really is a neat place. Grandma and Grandpa met me as soon as I got here and showed me around some, but it will take a long time to see everything. The angels are so cool. I love to watch them fly. And, you know what? Jesus doesn't look like any of his pictures. Yet, when I saw Him, I knew it was Him. Jesus himself took me to see GOD ! And guess what, Mom ? I got to sit on God's knee and talk to Him, like I was somebody important. That's when I told Him that I wanted to write you a letter, to tell you good bye and everything. But I already knew that wasn't al lowed. Well, you know what Mom ? God handed me some paper and His own personal pen to write you this letter. I think Gabriel is the name of the angel who is going to drop this letter off to you. God said for me to give you the answer to one of the questions you asked Him 'Where was He when I needed him ?' 'God said He was in the same place with me, as when His son Jesus was on the cross. He was right there, as He always is with all His children. Oh, by the way, Mom, no one else can see what I've written except you. To everyone else this is just a blank piece of paper. Isn't that cool ? I have to give God His pen back now. He needs it to write some more names in the Book of Life. Tonight I get to sit at the table with Jesus for supper. I'm sure the food will be great.

Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. I don't hurt anymore. The cancer is all gone. I'm glad because I couldn't stand that pain anymore and God couldn't stand to see me hurt so much, either. That's when He sent The Angel of Mercy to come get me. The Angel said I was a Special Delivery ! How about that ?

Signed with Love from God, Jesus & Me.




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