The Price of Love

Many teenages could not differentiate between affection and love. In their stage of confusion which is caused by the hormonal changes in the body that makes them haywire. Their stage of in between child and adulthood.

In this stage of growing up they experience their attraction for the opposite and they quickly concluded that, that attraction is "Love" instead of "affection". Affection is just a liking for someone which has not been developed into love.

When teenages who are in this stage it puppy love or the attraction that has developed caused them to indulge in day dreaming, fantasizing that would cause them a price. What is the price ... some would carry on to day dream and that finally ruin their studies, some would be silly enoug to take their own life, some commit and make the wrong move and create a human being.

What causes all these? Hormonal changes is partly the cause, and the other is the lack of love in the home and they are hungry for love and attention out there and that causes their feeling and longing for the "someone" to care for and look out for and share the same interest and time.

Lucky me, I didnt experience that during my teens. I was too busy with band practices, climbing trees, fighting with boys and maybe I wasnt a loveable person or not interested in the opposite sex for all I wanted was to be a nun. I hated the boys in class as they were often teasing me of wish to be a nun. I often turn a death ear to all these teasing. Chose to be blind to the surroundings for there were boys who were interested in me but I would not to pay any attention for I was too afraid of all the hastle these BGR(Boy Girl Relationship)

Guys would follow me home after my swim and they would like to know me better but I have always ignore. People think that I am too proud, too snorbish.. say what they like that Boys always spells trouble to me as they are "Bar On Your Self" BOYS just like an animal such as ox they have a yoke over them and force to work...So i didnt want that... so no boys come after me eventhough there was a guy name Steven who wrote me letters but they often lended in waste bin for his handwriting was too tiny to read and gas he must be savaing paper. He wasnt bold enough to come to talk to me so he didnt win the fair lady. ha ha ha

Now I am happily married and I am glad that My Man is bold enough to approach me and make his first move. That is the price of Love.....to cross the mountain move the sea and there he came to see me in a faraway land.. of Hong Kong. That is the price of love. If you are a teenager now and think that you are falling in love.... think of what future you can give to your love one? A bed full of roses or uncertainity? Whether you both are going to pass your test or exams?

Quote of the day -

Some drink at the fountain of knowledge...... others just gargle.


--Joke of the day---

"Isn't the principal a dummy!" said a boy to a girl.
"Say, do you know who I am?" asked the girl.
"No."
"I'm the principal's daughter."
"And do you know who I am?" asked the boy.
"No," she replied.
"Thank goodness!"

Beautiful Sunday

I often wake up with a migrain on Sunday morning... the temptation to sleep in is hard to resist. However for the last few Sunday, I decided to get out of bed eventhough my head was pounding. No pandol, no coffee but just water and drive all the way to Jurong. To do my Sunday dedication. I enjoy myself there where it is a Sunday or Thursday. My Sunday morning morning dedication is really fun. I would rake the dried leaves and packe the food and then sit down to chit chat with other fellow care givers.

Once I am there, I would carry on doing the things I like to do and didnt find it a chore to do it. Maybe it is because we are doing it as a group and not as an individual. I find group work so interesting and as we work we share experience and jokes and keep each other happy.

Really enjoy my sunday dedication. I realised the joy of giving and that I was able to be the benefactor. Ha Ha... I realised that life is great and that place really make me feel great.

God bless.

Suddenly, something strike me. Someone gave me 24 fresh eggs and I dont know what to do with it. Fry it? Use to bake cakes? Brownies? sunny side up? I am not a egg lover. How about deep fried eggs? "Tsar Tan" like bomb in cantonese.. So if you have deep with eggs with sambal then it would sound as if you ate bomb. ha ha ha

Crowded Singapore 2005

Time flies..... January 2005 almost coming to an end. Soon will be celebrating Chinese New Year... $$$ flies too. Not in the mood to go anywhere cos crowded. Dont like the crowd because i dont like the smell of others' BO (Body odour) especially in crowded places. People queing up to pay and the "kiasu" would have their family member to que the other que so that it looks even longer then usual. Pitty the Singaporeans because they do not have any places to go except for shopping mall, cinemas and some would go to the airport to read their books to enjoy the free air condition. Oh the other places they get to go for a day is Johore that is where they stretch their dollars..