2006 年 7 月 11 日 星期二 【晴】

ho fan

>>July 12, 2006 at 3:57:55 AM GMT+8

2006 年 6 月 22 日 星期四 【晴】

Haven't written my diary for a long long time.
Actually dun really wanna record my expenditure recently but
it may help me to stop my obsession with shopping.

31/5
Fukuyama Masaharu's newest album -- Another Works $220
(It's expensive but I've gotta support my idol.)

a gorgeous white shirt from Giordano Ladies with my ex-colleague's vip card $395 (20% off)
(It's really nice. I've been thinking of the shirt for a month.)

Kiehl's shampoo, conditioner and toner -- $500sth
(Well, I should take care of my skin and hair, shouldn't I???)

The Commercial Press --
P.S. I Love You
(I wanna buy this book for a year. It's really a great book.
it has already been into my A-list. It's so touching that I have cried for several times already.)
Brokeback mountain
(Just found that there is a further discount for this book. XYZ@#!*&^)

5/6
a Japanese blouse with butterflies pattern $250
(It's nice. I have always been in favour of butterflies pattern and
it costs $250 only for a JAPANESE blouse with better design and quality.
It's worthy, isn't it??)

a one-piece white dress $208
(A bit regret of buying this as I can't carry it nicely.
But who knows I won't like it in the future?)

a MK look skirt and blouse $60 + $50
(I shouldn't buy them.)

a set of Korean clothes
a spaghetti top $80 (after bargaining)
a gorgeous white skirt $260 (after bargaining)
a gorgeous white jacket $265 (after bargaining)
(The whole set is so gorgeous that one can't stop from buying them all.
As Anna said, one can hardly find a gorgeous white dress.)

11/6
A pair of Jelly Beans $490
(The shoes are gorgeous and comfortable.
You know it's hard for one esp me to find a pair of comfortable shoes --
No high-heel and won't hurt my toes.)

18/6
A Japanese spaghetti top $90
(I wanna buy it for a long long time. It's nice.)

19/6
A pair of Minx $390
(Frankly, I wanna buy it for a long long time and it's on sale. You know, it's a BARGAIN.)

20/6
Two Korean spaghetti tops $240
(A bit regret after buying them as I can't carry them but my colleagues said they were nice.)

21/6
Triumph $1010
(You know underwears are more important than any other clothes.)

The above explain why Grace Yau starts calling me 'BIG SPENDER'.
They are also the reasons for Dirty Cat to get mad at me.
Where's the practical mic???

P.S. Stupid me, brought 2 sets of exam papers for marking but forgot to bring the model answer home.
No marking today but P.S. I Love You. Wanna finish it ASAP. Can't stop from reading.

>>June 23, 2006 at 2:41:25 PM GMT+8

2006 年 5 月 25 日 星期四 【晴】

He's a joke.

>>May 26, 2006 at 2:57:06 AM GMT+8

2006 年 5 月 10 日 星期三 【晴】

Donno why I have to give $1000 to Britain for a useless passport but wasn't allowed to buy a cardholder for myself.

>>May 10, 2006 at 11:45:31 PM GMT+8

2006 年 4 月 17 日 星期一 【晴】

咒怨3
司華力腸之詛咒

領銜主演﹕糟糟貓

>>April 24, 2006 at 2:09:06 PM GMT+8

2006 年 3 月 29 日 星期三 【晴】

What a pity that I can't see how nervous he was.
I really wanna know his marks. Haha.

>>March 30, 2006 at 11:52:53 PM GMT+8

2006 年 3 月 14 日 星期二 【晴】

Finally they know how evil mosquito is.
Finally they know how poor I am.
Finally Justice comes back.

>>March 15, 2006 at 11:33:20 AM GMT+8

2006 年 2 月 18 日 星期六 【晴】

唐伯虎V.S.對穿腸(學生V.S.老師版)

師：一卷二題共三問答不識四力五式六論竟只寫七八九字，十分不好！
生：十課九混總得八天七時六分五刻四秒尚且三摸二請，一等庸師！
（師：好樣的！.....整整你！）
師：一年四季，春夏秋冬，可笑學生，豈知春秋？
生：一地四方，東西南北，無恥教師，不識（是）東西！
（師怒）
師：教室裡，人不到，課不上，警告學生，此科必當！
生：課堂裡，書亂教，試亂考，靠背老師，你娘可好？
（師：孺子不可教也！）
師：十人必當：當混當睡當不來！
生：三願請求：求請求快求當我！
師：嗚~~~~我上流教學，獻出一身才學！
生：你下等劣容，露出半個光頭！
師：三生不幸出劣徒，難為汝師！
生：一時不慎選錯師，苦了我輩！
師：請你快走不強求！
生：我來旁聽硬要留！
師：影響教學我心愁！
生：換我來教你跳樓.......！
師：&^&^%$^*$*&^&%^$#$#@！

有冇搞錯！！！

>>February 19, 2006 at 2:56:39 AM GMT+8

2006 年 2 月 13 日 星期一 【晴】

How Could You Jim Willis

When I was a puppy I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh.

You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows,
I became your best friend.
Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" -
but then you'd relent and roll me over for a bellyrub.
My housetraining took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy,
but we worked on that together.
I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed, listening to your confidences and secret dreams,
and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.
We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream
(I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs," you said),
and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career,
and more time searching for a human mate.
I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments,
never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings,
and when you fell in love.
She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" - still I welcomed her into our home,
tried to show her affection, and obeyed her.
I was happy because you were happy.
Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement.
I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too.

Only she and you worried that I might hurt them,
and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate.
Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."
As they began to grow, I became their friend.

They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs,
poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears and gave me kisses on my nose.
I loved everything about them and their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent -
and I would have defended them with my life if need be.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams.
Together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.
There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog,
that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me.
These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject.
I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.
Now you have a new career opportunity in another city,
and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets.
You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter.
It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness.
You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her.
" They shrugged and gave you a pained look.
They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog or cat, even one with "papers."
You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy!
Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him,
and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty,
about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.

You gave me a goodbye pat on the head, avoided my eyes,
and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you.
You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.
After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago
and made no attempt to find me another good home.
They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"
They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow.
They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago.
At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you -
that you had changed your mind - that this was all a bad dream...
or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.
When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies,
oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.
I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day
and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room.
A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table, rubbed my ears and told me not to worry.
My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief.
The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her.
The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her and I know that,
the same way I knew your every mood.
She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek.
I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago.
She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein.
As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily,
looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"
Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry."
She hugged me and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place,
where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself - a place of love
and light so very different from this earthly place.

With my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my
"How could you?" was not meant for her.
It was you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of.

I will think of you and wait for you forever.
May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
The End

>>February 14, 2006 at 10:04:23 AM GMT+8

2005 年 12 月 18 日 星期日 【晴】

IT IS ALL MY FAULT!!!

Finally found a travel agent which still can provide a reasonable package for us to go to Taiwan.
However, just before everything was settled,
I discovered that my BNO does not last for 6 months before it expires.
I thought it shows an expiry month - June.
I didn't notice there's a date for that.
I was so regret when I saw Dirty Cat's disappointed expression.
He was so excited to have a trip to Taiwan but now......

Now we planned to go to Beijing.
I know he prefers Taiwan.
Really really sorry.

>>December 19, 2005 at 2:46:04 PM GMT+8