Wednesday, May 03, 2006
EVERYONE OUT THERE!!!
RED RAIN IS COMING TO TOWN!!!!!!!
I just love them! :) :) :)
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at
8:59 PM
EVERYONE OUT THERE!!!
RED RAIN IS COMING TO TOWN!!!!!!!
I just love them! :) :) :)
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at 8:59 PM
Saturday, November 12, 2005
she has written at
7:57 PM
I miss my singing lessons.
I miss those days of singing, because I just love to.
I miss those days of singing along with cds, with the lyric-book in my hand.
I miss those days of singing in choir.
I miss those days of singing.
haha. When I was young, I used to spend lots of time singing in my balcony. haha. Because the accoustic there is very good, I guess. But it always makes me sound nice. When I was a kid, my parents bought me this yellow shakers thing that was shaped like a drumstick. Haha. And that became my first microphone. haha. I used to hold many 'concerts' in my balcony. My brother, a poor victim of fate, became my first audience. He hated my singing anyway. Because my notes were running and my lyrics were nonsensical. Haha. I was still too young to read, let alone make any sense out of the words. So most of the lyrics were just mouthed to sound alike.
My zhu2 da3 ge1 then was Somewhere Out There. Haha. Because I kept watching The American Mouse. Haha. I probably could have already sung it till 'nowhere out there'. haha.
I LOVE TO SING!
Sometimes, I would lie on my bed, and imagine the worst things that could happen to me, and how I would react. I once watched this episode of Touched By An Angel. There was a girl, a singing wannabe, whom contracted some cancer that required her to operate and remove her vocal cords. And she could no longer sing anymore. Whenever I imagined myself, being her, I would shout out a loud,"CHOI!" And touch any wood I can find.
But if it ever happened to me, I would probably be crying my hearts out, and thanking God that at least my voice is not the only instrument that I can worship Him with.
And the ending of that episode went like this. The angel, Monica, told her," You may not be able to sing to God with this. (pointing to her throat) But God wants to hear you sing to Him with this. (pointing to her heart)"
What best way is there to celebrate the end of Os, than to sing for HIM! hahahahaha.
And I'm gonna sing for Him till the very day I can't.
I do not need any audience to hear me sing.
Because I am singing before the audience of One.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love singing. love lynette.
I miss those days of singing, because I just love to.
I miss those days of singing along with cds, with the lyric-book in my hand.
I miss those days of singing in choir.
I miss those days of singing.
haha. When I was young, I used to spend lots of time singing in my balcony. haha. Because the accoustic there is very good, I guess. But it always makes me sound nice. When I was a kid, my parents bought me this yellow shakers thing that was shaped like a drumstick. Haha. And that became my first microphone. haha. I used to hold many 'concerts' in my balcony. My brother, a poor victim of fate, became my first audience. He hated my singing anyway. Because my notes were running and my lyrics were nonsensical. Haha. I was still too young to read, let alone make any sense out of the words. So most of the lyrics were just mouthed to sound alike.
My zhu2 da3 ge1 then was Somewhere Out There. Haha. Because I kept watching The American Mouse. Haha. I probably could have already sung it till 'nowhere out there'. haha.
I LOVE TO SING!
Sometimes, I would lie on my bed, and imagine the worst things that could happen to me, and how I would react. I once watched this episode of Touched By An Angel. There was a girl, a singing wannabe, whom contracted some cancer that required her to operate and remove her vocal cords. And she could no longer sing anymore. Whenever I imagined myself, being her, I would shout out a loud,"CHOI!" And touch any wood I can find.
But if it ever happened to me, I would probably be crying my hearts out, and thanking God that at least my voice is not the only instrument that I can worship Him with.
And the ending of that episode went like this. The angel, Monica, told her," You may not be able to sing to God with this. (pointing to her throat) But God wants to hear you sing to Him with this. (pointing to her heart)"
What best way is there to celebrate the end of Os, than to sing for HIM! hahahahaha.
And I'm gonna sing for Him till the very day I can't.
I do not need any audience to hear me sing.
Because I am singing before the audience of One.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love singing. love lynette.
she has written at 7:57 PM
Monday, October 31, 2005
she has written at
6:15 PM
Today,
may very well,
be,
the very last day,
I'm ever,
ever,
going,
to touch,
Chinese,
AGAIN!!!!!
:)
But I've always loved my chinese lessons.
Cos' Mr Tok's my chinese teacher.
Cos' Weiyee, Dean and Jiahao are sitting with me.
Cos' we don't have to listen during chinese lessons.
Cos' we always get to watch funny wierd shows, like that 'shitty' one, literally.
Cos' we can always eat in class!!!
I'm gonna miss my chinese lessons.
Though, I will never miss the torture CHINESE puts me through.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
may very well,
be,
the very last day,
I'm ever,
ever,
going,
to touch,
Chinese,
AGAIN!!!!!
:)
But I've always loved my chinese lessons.
Cos' Mr Tok's my chinese teacher.
Cos' Weiyee, Dean and Jiahao are sitting with me.
Cos' we don't have to listen during chinese lessons.
Cos' we always get to watch funny wierd shows, like that 'shitty' one, literally.
Cos' we can always eat in class!!!
I'm gonna miss my chinese lessons.
Though, I will never miss the torture CHINESE puts me through.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at 6:15 PM
Saturday, October 29, 2005
she has written at
2:59 AM
Mockingbird
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you crying about?
You got me
Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad
When I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?
Daddy's with you in your prayers
No more crying, wipe them tears
Daddy's here, no more nightmares
We gonna pull together through it, we gonna do it
Lainie uncle's crazy, aint he?
Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
We're all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Lookin' puzzled, in a daze
I know it's confusing you
Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
All the things growing up as daddy that he had to see
Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
But things have got so bad between us
I don't see us ever being together ever again
Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream
[Chorus]
Now hush little baby, don't you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upperlip up little lady, i told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
We feel how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But i promise momma's gon' be alright
It's funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me
Cuz daddy couldn't buy 'em
I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
*Either kept getting broken into and robbed
Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Trying to start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so momma moved back
Onto Chalmers in a flat one bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
And flew you and momma out to see me
But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn't like it
And you and Lainnie were to young to understand it
That Papa was a rollin' stone, momma developed a habit
And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I'm sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing
Lookin' at your baby pictures, it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're sisters now
Wow, I guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here
Lainie I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here
I like the sound of that, yeah
It's got a ring to it don't it?
Shh, momma's only gone for the moment
[Chorus]
And if you ask me too
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
I'mma give you the world
I'mma buy a diamond ring for you
I'mma sing for you
I'll do anything for you to see you smile
Eminem
Lord, this guy needs You!
This father's love has touched me man.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
Straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip
What you crying about?
You got me
Hailie I know you miss your mom and I know you miss your dad
When I'm gone but I'm trying to give you the life that I never had
I can see you're sad, even when you smile, even when you laugh
I can see it in your eyes, deep inside you want to cry
Cuz you're scared, I ain't there?
Daddy's with you in your prayers
No more crying, wipe them tears
Daddy's here, no more nightmares
We gonna pull together through it, we gonna do it
Lainie uncle's crazy, aint he?
Yeah but he loves you girl and you better know it
We're all we got in this world
When it spins, when it swirls
When it whirls, when it twirls
Two little beautiful girls
Lookin' puzzled, in a daze
I know it's confusing you
Daddy's always on the move, mamma's always on the news
I try to keep you sheltered from it but somehow it seems
The harder that I try to do that, the more it backfires on me
All the things growing up as daddy that he had to see
Daddy don't want you to see but you see just as much as he did
We did not plan it to be this way, your mother and me
But things have got so bad between us
I don't see us ever being together ever again
Like we used to be when we was teenagers
But then of course everything always happens for a reason
I guess it was never meant to be
But it's just something we have no control over and that's what destiny is
But no more worries, rest your head and go to sleep
Maybe one day we'll wake up and this will all just be a dream
[Chorus]
Now hush little baby, don't you cry
Everything's gonna be alright
Stiffen that upperlip up little lady, i told ya
Daddy's here to hold ya through the night
I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why
We feel how we feel inside
It may seem a little crazy, pretty baby
But i promise momma's gon' be alright
It's funny
I remember back one year when daddy had no money
Mommy wrapped the Christmas presents up
And stuck 'em under the tree and said some of 'em were from me
Cuz daddy couldn't buy 'em
I'll never forget that Christmas I sat up the whole night crying
Cuz daddy felt like a bum, see daddy had a job
But his job was to keep the food on the table for you and mom
And at the time every house that we lived in
*Either kept getting broken into and robbed
Or shot up on the block and your mom was saving money for you in a jar
Trying to start a piggy bank for you so you could go to college
Almost had a thousand dollars till someone broke in and stole it
And I know it hurt so bad it broke your momma's heart
And it seemed like everything was just startin' to fall apart
Mom and dad was arguin' a lot so momma moved back
Onto Chalmers in a flat one bedroom apartment
And dad moved back to the other side of 8 Mile on Novara
And that's when daddy went to California with his CD and met Dr. Dre
And flew you and momma out to see me
But daddy had to work, you and momma had to leave me
Then you started seeing daddy on the T.V. and momma didn't like it
And you and Lainnie were to young to understand it
That Papa was a rollin' stone, momma developed a habit
And it all happened too fast for either one of us to grab it
I'm just sorry you were there and had to witness it first hand
Cuz all I ever wanted to do was just make you proud
Now I'm sittin in this empty house, just reminiscing
Lookin' at your baby pictures, it just trips me out
To see how much you both have grown, it's almost like you're sisters now
Wow, I guess you pretty much are and daddy's still here
Lainie I'm talkin' to you too, daddy's still here
I like the sound of that, yeah
It's got a ring to it don't it?
Shh, momma's only gone for the moment
[Chorus]
And if you ask me too
Daddy's gonna buy you a mockingbird
I'mma give you the world
I'mma buy a diamond ring for you
I'mma sing for you
I'll do anything for you to see you smile
Eminem
Lord, this guy needs You!
This father's love has touched me man.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at 2:59 AM
Wednesday, October 26, 2005
she has written at
10:49 PM
Oh no!
I think I'm going mad.
I keep looking at the picture of Rinnah on my computer.
Not only that, I will call out her name, and help the pictorial baby reply.
Nanah...
AH? :)
And I keep calling her house every four hours to talk to my lil' cute cousin!
Jamie,
Rinnah is the CUTEST FELLA ALIVE! hahaha. :) :)
I LOVE RINNAH!
AND SHE LOVES ME TOO!
If only I know how to post pictures online, you will know what I mean... haha.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love RINNAH. love lynette.
I think I'm going mad.
I keep looking at the picture of Rinnah on my computer.
Not only that, I will call out her name, and help the pictorial baby reply.
Nanah...
AH? :)
And I keep calling her house every four hours to talk to my lil' cute cousin!
Jamie,
Rinnah is the CUTEST FELLA ALIVE! hahaha. :) :)
I LOVE RINNAH!
AND SHE LOVES ME TOO!
If only I know how to post pictures online, you will know what I mean... haha.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love RINNAH. love lynette.
she has written at 10:49 PM
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
she has written at
12:54 AM
Mugging officially starts today, after 6am.
Till then, I will only drink from a cup.
:)
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
Till then, I will only drink from a cup.
:)
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at 12:54 AM
Friday, September 23, 2005
she has written at
10:14 AM
I hereby declare,
It is finished.
:)
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
It is finished.
:)
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at 10:14 AM
Thursday, September 22, 2005
she has written at
6:06 PM
how on earth do you debug?!?!
urgh.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
urgh.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at 6:06 PM
I need to say this.
I need to take more pictures of myself.
Those that look nice and normal.
Not those irritating candid ones that flood Esmonde's cam.
Nigel couldn't remember how I looked like. urgh. So I had to search for a picture of myself. And I realised that I didnt have many. Haha. At least its not 'any'.
Haha. Any. Annie.
Annie How. =P
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
I need to take more pictures of myself.
Those that look nice and normal.
Not those irritating candid ones that flood Esmonde's cam.
Nigel couldn't remember how I looked like. urgh. So I had to search for a picture of myself. And I realised that I didnt have many. Haha. At least its not 'any'.
Haha. Any. Annie.
Annie How. =P
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at 1:16 AM
Few days ago, I thought I lost something.
I searched the entire house for it.
Rummaged through every drawer.
Reproached myself for not remembering.
For not treasuring it.
Frustrating.
Sickening.
Irritating.
But I found it in the end.
And realised how important it meant to me.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
I searched the entire house for it.
Rummaged through every drawer.
Reproached myself for not remembering.
For not treasuring it.
Frustrating.
Sickening.
Irritating.
But I found it in the end.
And realised how important it meant to me.
love Him. love brad cheney. love pigs. love lynette.
she has written at 12:57 AM
