Can't lift my arm man!

I walked to get some groceries from the neighbourhood supermart just a while ago ...actually more like some junk food lah.As I walked along after getting the "Pringles" & ice-cream,I noticed a small crowd near one of staircases leading up to the shop houses.In front of me, I see a boy seated on a plastic chair,his right leg in a cast cause it's broken perhaps.His dad and another young man are trying to lift him to their house on the third floor.The 4 floor flats do not have lifts as you know.
I see at least 15 people but no one lends a hand and so me and another Bangladeshi migrant worker stepped up.We lifted the chair and the chair broke...boy came tumbling down...crowd that did not help laughs.
At that moment, the young man explains that the boy is his student and was doing the usual PE run when he fell and fractured his leg.The young man is the boy's PE teacher and he goes on to tell me that the boy was doing his weekly run(imposed by the school) to shed some weight as he weighs 100+kg.Why the chair broke made sense.
For the next 15mins, we did the best we could and if I am a perv who likes chubby boys, I would have had a gala time cause I had to hold places unmentionable to ensure i did not lose my grip.HE WAS HEAVY!!!
Finally the boy was in his house,we said goodbye and went our way and even as I type, my arm feels heavy like weights are strapped to them.Maklum lah, I am no Mr Muscle.
So Suresh.. your wicked wish came true in the end..ha!ha!

Interracial Marriage dilutes racial purity?

Excerpt from NST Singapore:
"ON TUESDAY night, a young man blurted out to 900 of his fellow students that something about marriage was bothering him.

He was taking part in a student forum with a Cabinet minister. The setting was Nanyang Technological University (NTU).

Tripping over a string of hems and haws, the nervous youth finally coughed up one of the most disturbingly racist remarks I have heard in recent months.

The sight of a man holding hands with a woman of a different skin colour makes his skin crawl, he stuttered.

His nightmare scenario: Should such interracial couples marry, they would dilute racial purity."

That cabinet minister was Dr Vivian Balakrishnan(whose mom is chinese), a minister whom I personally feel is incredibly intelligent & professional.Dr Vivian Balakrishnan is married to a chinese woman for the past 20 years.I do not know if the question was intentional or plain stupid but I do know that it's disturbing to hear this coming from a university student.Anyway, both me & my lovely wife are totally thrilled & delighted to make his skin crawl.MORON!

Tremors & Torn Mime

Was chatting with Chris & Cath over the VOIP Skype about the quake, when we had to end our chat abruptly as one of our friends came over.Anyway, wanted to share this hilarious mime for the Natalia Imbruglia song Torn, that Chris sent to me before he signed off.
My wife could not stop laughing!

Among other "this is not a laughing matter", the tremor on Monday night was really freaky.Upon finishing my amazing Half Life 2 , I was trying out a new PC game.The Marvel comics anti-hero "The Punisher"...seriously it was a punishment to play the game.Then I felt my PC monitor rattling..."Power"!It was not the game too cause my chair was moving.I took a moment to analyze if I am feeling dizzy or seeing things.No... my miniature dirtbikes were moving alright.While all this took place, I just sat there till the tremblor seized.My wife was in dreamland ,probably shopping somewhere in New Zealand or Mahkota Parade.I heard that a lot of people actually left their apartments and gathered at the void deck below, but as you know...I am a Malaysian so i continued my game after saying a prayer as I knew that it must be Sumatera shaking.Let's pray for the people displaced & lost their loved ones.

The Violence of Love

Click on header to download this free e-book as further reading.A must read!!!

Remembering & Re-living Romero- by Martin Jalleh

24 March 2005 -- Today is the 25th anniversary of the martyrdom of the great prophet of the Americas Archbishop Oscar Romero murdered by an assassin's bullet on 24 March, 1980. Romero's life bears much relevance for each of us today. It reveals how God can use us and bring about change beyond our wildest imagination in the society that we live in, when we are willing and ready to embark on the narrow road that he invites us on.

When Oscar Romero was installed the Archbishop of El Salvador in 1977 he was no hero. He was then a compromise candidate, a conservative, and a comfortable mouthpiece.
He was also predictable, a pious bookworm, politically cautious and one expected to protect the status quo. No one, for sure, would have called him a prophet in his early days.
A Jesuit, Salvador Carranza, described him (in María López Vigil's book Oscar Romero: Memories in Mosaic) as "an insignificant being -- a shadow that went by clinging to the walls".
Carranza added that Romero was one who "stayed on the margins of all" that was happening in the country. He remained timid in the midst of the "terrorism" committed by the military.
The Latin American Catholic bishops had gathered at Medellín, Colombia in 1968 to speak of "institutionalized sin" and to call on the whole church to a "preferential option for the poor".
Romero preferred none of that, or of the community-based pastoral projects, nor did he support the progressive liberation theology clergy aligned with the poor.
He remained "buried in his books" when a major protest of election fraud ended in bloodshed when a crowd of protesters were attacked by soldiers in the town square of the capital.

Humble prophet

The hinge that turned Romero from a "harmless priest" into a "humble prophet" was the murder of his friend, Rutilio Grande, a Jesuit priest, together with a 72-year-old layman and a young boy. He was on the way with them to celebrate Mass.
Grande was particularly outspoken in denouncing the injustices against the 30,000 peasants working on 35 sugar-cane farms in his area, and in helping them towards self-determination.
Romero questioned why there was no official inquiry into the deaths -- and he never stopped questioning after that. What had brought about the growing unrest, great social injustices and gross human rights violations in his country?
He discovered that it had very much to do with the ruling oligarchy of 14 families who were so powerful as to control most of the wealth in that poor country and who wanted, by whatever means, to maintain and protect their interests.
He was also confronted by the disturbing fact that the wealthy and powerful few who had supported him in being the archbishop --
were the very same people who tacitly sanctioned the violence that preserved their positions.
Summoned by the authorities to view the remains of the three -- a clear lesson on what happens to meddlesome priests -- he in turn summoned the whole of the Archdiocese to the funeral Mass the following Sunday, by prohibiting the celebration of Mass everywhere except in his Cathedral.
More than 100,000 people were there -- they "were applauding him, and you could see him grow stronger. It was then that he crossed the threshold. He went through the door. Because, you know, there is baptism by water, and there is baptism by blood. But there is also baptism by the people," related Inocencio Alas in Oscar Romero: Memories in Mosaic.
Romero learned, as has been aptly put by Renny Golden, a co-author of his life, that: ".the church is more than the hierarchy, Rome, theologians or clerics -- more than an institution -- but that night he experienced the people as church."
"God needs the people themselves," he said, "to save the world . . . The world of the poor teaches us that liberation will arrive only when the poor are not simply on the receiving end of hand-outs from governments or from the churches, but when they themselves are the masters and protagonists of their own struggle for liberation."
On another occasion he would declare: "If some day they take away the radio station from us . . . if they don't let us speak, if they kill all the priests and the bishop too, and you are left a people without priests, each one of you must become God's microphone, each one of you must become a prophet."
In the three short years of his life as archbishop, (which was often likened to the three years of Jesus' public ministry) he became their Good Shepherd. They heard and recognized his voice when they became convinced that he was ready and willing to lay down his life for them.
All Romero could do was speak the truth and that he did fearlessly and freely: "The criterion that will guide the church will be neither the approval of, nor the fear of, men and women, no matter how powerful or threatening they may be. It is the church's duty in history to lend its voice to Christ so that he may speak, its feet so that he may walk today's world, its hands to build the reign of God . . . " (6 Aug., 1977).
He was very clear about his role: "To try to preach without referring to the history one preaches in is not to preach the gospel. Many would like a preaching so spiritualistic that it leaves sinners unbothered and does not term idolaters those who kneel before money and power. A preaching that says nothing of the sinful environment in which the gospel is reflected upon is not the gospel" (18 Feb., 1979).
In an audience in May 1979, Romero presented the pope with seven dossiers which documented deaths, disappearances, and damning evidence of human rights abuses in El Salvador. It made a lot of powerful people at home furious and he received increasing threats to finish him off.
The following year, Romero wrote to US President Jimmy Carter: "You say that you are Christian. If you are really Christian, please stop sending military aid to the military here, because they use it only to kill my people."
Romero's letter went unheeded. Two months later he would a victim of the violence he had denounced. (In spite of the UN Truth Commission having called the violence in El Salvador "genocidal", the U.S. sent $1.5million in aid every day for 12 years.)

Parable of the wheat

For Oscar Romero' martyrdom was not something that he had personally, carelessly or egoistically sought after. This was confirmed in his conversation with Jorge Lara-Braud, a Presbyterian friend and a leader among Latin American theologians:
"I'll tell you the truth, Doctor, I don't want to die. At least not now. I' ve never had so much love for life! And honestly, I don't think I am meant to be a martyr. I don't feel that calling. Of course, if that's what God asks of me, then there's nothing I can do. I only ask that the circumstances of my death not leave any doubt as to what my true vocation is: to serve God and to serve the people. But I don't want to die now. I want a little more time...."
But like the grain of wheat in the parable he preached on just minutes before he was felled to the ground during Mass -- the celebration of Christ giving himself -- he was ready to yield -- so that he "will be resurrected in the Salvadoran people."
As we are about to celebrate the great event of Easter, may God grant us the same grace He gave to Oscar Romero - to "die" to our comfortable Christianity and/or our comfortable middle-class lifestyles and to rise to a new life for others.
May we be a voice to the voiceless -- the communities (whatever their colour, creed or culture) in Malaysia who are displaced, deprived, dispossessed and disempowered.
May we dare to risk speaking up for those disillusioned by the empty and broken promises of politicians, demoralised by the slow grinding wheels of justice, and drowned in a vicious cycle of poverty and violence, and who end up with their young, dysfunctional -- and subject matter to be documented and eventually damned into oblivion!.
May we be courageous enough not take the path of compromise or convenience laid out by the powerful but be on the side of those who have no cash, credit, clout, "cables" or connection.
May we die to our fears and rise in boldness to denounce unjust laws such as the Internal Security Act, which (retired) Archbishop Soter Fernandez had so rightly, in 1987, called "an immoral" law.
May the spirit of Oscar Romero live on in us. A Blessed Easter.

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Astro-cious Subtitles

If my memory serves me correctly, some minister said that in order for students to improve their English,they should watch more tv.I would presume he's trying to help the malay students. "Saya ingat tak boleh lah!"
Jake sent me a sms yesterday to describe how pathetic our malay subtitles are. He was watching Discovery channel I think and it was on the Sistine Chapel. The subtitles came guessed it "Chapel 16". I remember watching something where the dialogue went...He's out with the bitch! Subtitles came out.."dia telah pergi ke pantai"
Anyway click on the header to view more "wonderful" translation and all I can say is , if they put that gorilla Amy from Congo at Astro, she'll come up with better stuff. Pls feel free to share with us your own experience.Jake, you mentioned another one...I can't re-call lah..pls enlighten us! By the way, Terence has discovered a new species called Oinkapus ..translated "Sotong Babi"

That's no mongrel,it's a Telomian!

"The Telomian is an intelligent, charming...and uniquely Malaysian dog,"

If it's true that the owner of the dog that so called attacked the boy (who did not provoke the dog)turned in two innocent mongrels to the authorities.I say sent the guy to jail cause that's so so wrong.As I mentioned, if the boy did provoke the dog....the dog merely did what comes naturally.Who do you blame?
Anyway, click on header to read more on that breed I was telling you guys about.Ell, I think Scrappy is a Telomian.

George Bush's Hotmail

Found a way into Mr. Bush's hotmail. Says quite a bit about the MSN Hotmail doesn't it? :D

MSN Hotmail - Inbox: "Show me mail
 " "Congratulations! This is the last page."

Interesting site ehh... finally the last page of the internet. :D

Good advert gets bad rep?

"“The man is wearing a tie, hinting that he is educated and works as an executive. Do we want this negative image for our community?” he said.
“I want the Ministry concerned to pull out the advertisement by tonight or tomorrow.”"

This piece of news shows that we've got some guys who have brains the size of "petai" in the parliment.Seriously, it's remark like these that is embarassing to the malay community!On a good note, it shows that the advertisement has stirred up lots of emotion.If it's any help, they can make more versions where the "selfish" commuter is an indian or chinese cause jerks come in all colours,creed & size!

How to Get Drunk & Still Score Points with the Wife

One for my beer guzzling buddies:

The guy wakes up at home with a huge hangover. He
forces himself to open his eyes, and the first thing
he sees is a couple of aspirins and a glass of water
on the side table. He sits down and sees his clothing
in front of him, all clean and pressed. He looks
around the room and sees that it is in a perfect
order, spotless clean. And so's the rest of the house.

He takes the aspirins and notices a note on the table "Honey, breakfast is on the stove. Love you." So he goes to the kitchen and sure enough there is a
hot breakfast, fresh newspaper. His son is also at the table, eating.

(Father): "Son, what happened yesterday?"

(Son): "Oh, the usual. You came home after 3 am, drunk and delirious. Broke some furniture, puked in the hallway, and gave mom a black eye."
(Father): "So, why is everything in order and so clean, and the food is on the table?"

(Son): "Oh that! Mom dragged you to the bedroom, and when she tried to take your pants off you said "Bitch! Leave me alone, I am married!"

School Killer's Animated Terror

I am sure you guys read about the Minessota school killings this week.Well,the boy's favourite bands included Korn & Marilyn Manson.The animated flash he created simply said what he was about to do.(click header)

Dinner Is Served!!!

Originally uploaded by ellf.
You're one of the select few invited to a scrumptious dinner in the beautiful city of Melaka. Tantalise your taste buds on some of the finest Chinese culinary delights, as you enjoy an evening with family and friends. The Melaka-Johor Youth Office is poised to serve up an evening to remember, just like the ones we remember. So, with a heart filled with solidarity and love, let us break our piggy banks for RM25 tickets for this wonderful dinner on 8th May 2005 (Sunday), 7.30pm at Heng Ann Hall Melaka. I have a table for us... only RM25 per ticket, can lah we support. Let me know if youre interested... there's lots of tickets to go around.

Comic Strip

Create your own comic strip

Apadi Podu!!

Osama doing the "apadi podu" tamil dance to celebrate Chris getting broadband after 11mths!! Soundtrack for the dance is provided by Suresh...!The Silent Night "yennadi munniama" remix!

Yes! I finally have broadband!

After only 11months of being in the waiting list for Streamyx, its finally here! Thanks to the folks in TMNet, I now have the capacity to download a little faster than before.

Keep up the good work fellas! Bush is happy about the job well done too! :D

When windows media player hush up...

So you've just downloaded a couple of MP3s from the internet, you try to play it using Windows Media Player and... silence. The file is playing and it looks as if it is extremely long (meaning time... a 15 minute song, come on!). Worse there's no sound...

Chances are, like me, you have downloaded an MP3 with a 192 bitrate or higher. Also like me, you'll think that the file is corrupted or restricted in some way... actually it isn't, it's just that windows media player, for some reason or other, does not want to play those type of MP3s. Maybe, if I search hard enough, I might find a patch in microsoft or wherever.... Nah... too troublesome! There's a simpler way!

Just download quitessential player, click on the link above. I'm not selling this product cos there's nothing to sell, it's FREE and no adware (so far)!

Enjoy! rocks!

Imagine this, you go to work, you left your PC on to download stuffs and you just wanna check whether the stuff you have downloaded have been completed or you simply would just like to check on your system temperature or maybe you forgot to bring a file to work (assuming you don't have a laptop) and have been working on your home PC. Do you go all the way home just to do those few things, which is trivial but could be important?

Now, imagine if you are at home or abroad and you have something important on your office PC that you would like to have. Coincidentally, your colleagues are not around to help you out, what do you do?

I have just been experimenting on this free PC control solutions call, (click on the link above) which allows me to control my home PC from the office, much like a PCAnywhere solution but this is FREE and most importantly it works (so far).

I was just checking my PC temperature and my downloading speed of my home PC because I needed to make a complaint to the service department of streamyx (who apparently works during office hours) due to the lack of speed in my broadband and I can't go home to check it. So I had to find a solution to check it online...

Voila.... with I was controlling my home PC in seconds.... damn cool ehh?

The Ultimate Crapper

I am sure you remember the joke below which only our Datuk Suresh can tell in the most animated way possible. I was reading this article and was not suprised that there's so much research going into it. Let's face it, it's something very important and seriously,there have been many times that I have thank the Lord for a good crap for there are many who can't.
Though since we are on the subject, I am totally disgusted sometimes when you go to the public toilet (yes,even in S'pore) there's urine on the side of the toilet bowl.Makes me wonder if the person who did that was doing a belly dance while peeing. Why do i see footprints on the side of the seated type toilet bowls?? One fine day the bowl will crack in half and give them a cut in the most delicate place!Why must the buggers "cangkuk" on top ?? Anyway, forgive me if I am talking rots ...Monday.. so am full of s*$@ lah!

When the body was first made, all the parts wanted to be Boss.
The brain said, " I should be Boss because I control the whole
body's responses and functions."
The feet said, " We should be Boss as we carry the brain about
and get it to where it wants to go."
The hands said, " We should be the Boss because we do all the
work and earn all the money."
And so it went on and on with the heart, the lungs and the eyes
until finally the asshole spoke up.
All the parts laughed at the idea of the asshole being the
Boss. So the asshole felt hurt and went on strike, blocked itself up and
refused to work. Within a short time the eyes became crossed,
the hands clenched, the feet twitched, the heart and lungs
began to panic and the brain fevered. Eventually they all
decided that the asshole should be the Boss, so the "MOTION" was

Karat bin Korat is finally here ;)

Just realised i missed loads of happenings ha... Feels like I just woke from months of sleep. Now that doesn't mean I'm gonna hop by often...but I'll try. Ya, it was great seeing all of you the other day and looking at Marissa reminded me how far we've come though I don't feel any older at heart.

I'll be down for Good Friday, catch you'll then. Have a "holy" Holy week.

Btw, as i was having lunch with Jessi just now, there was this little bony looking kitten "miowing" and looking for food under the table. The kitten caught the attention of a very fragile looking old chinese man who was just walking in to order lunch. Upon seeing the kitten he whispered "Aiyo, sangat kasian...tada olang kasi makan...ha ha.." Then when his lunch was served, he immediately got the meat out his meal and gave the kitten which I believe thought where did this good samaritan come from. Seeing that sight it reminded us of how un-christian we've been at that moment and throughout this lent. It also instantly reminded me of Unc Scully... Seeing his example we gave some of our food and fed the kitten as well. I thought that we have just seen Jesus across the table in the most simplest and practical manner. We thank God for that moment of realisation and for being so near us ensuring everyone around HIM had a special lunch.

Till then, take care and God bless....

And still counting!

"The Red Cross gives them about $3.25 a day and not much in the way of supplies: white plastic coveralls and yellow gloves, a stack of blue body bags. No tools. Not even a shovel."

The experts say another big one may hit soon and we hear that the victims are yet to receive the millions the world gave.As I read this article which my friend Rodney sent, a thousand thoughts crossed my mind. Most striking one,.. how fragile life is and how we so foolishly sometimes live our lives as if we will live forever.

The Da Vinci Hoax

"Cardinal Urges Catholics to Shun Da Vinci Code"
Finally the Vatican is more vocal about this book and if you can remember, Chris voiced out his concern on the issue way back then when the book hit the stores. Funny thing, it's a bit late to tell people not to read it as even some Christian bookstores carry the book & chances are they would WANT to read it.

Kilroy was here explained.

We had a new equipment in a crate that arrived from overseas yesterday and on it was written "kilroy was here". This is not the first time I've seen this and as you know it's an universal thing and roughly knew the legend but was curious to know more. Pretty interesting stuff and the figurine of a pregnant girl with the words "kilroy was here" is really witty. I used the Skype icon to create my own "Arul was here".

The brew is addictive

Caffeine dependence varies with individual, as little as half a cup a day can have some people hooked.
Calculate caffeine intake and its sources. This include tea,coffee,cola and some sports or energy drinks as well as over the counter medication. Dont go cold turkey, this will trigger adverse symptoms and make you more likely to return to caffeine.. reduce your consumption by 25% each week. If you are currently a 6 cup a day person, cutdown to 4....REPLACE the caffeine with healtier drinks such as water, fruit juice and herbal teas. The Times.

Bukit Cahaya looks like Mordor (shadowland)

What if like in LOTR the trees(ENTS) were truly seen to have thoughts and emotions, and could fight back, do you think Bukit Cahaya will look like Mordor?The only thing left in a Angsana tree in Taiping is it's stump?As Joni Mitchell don't know what you've got till it's gone,They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot.

Putrajaya, We Have A Problem

I am sure you heard about our latest act of patriotism would be to eat nothing but malaysian food in space.I am very certain now that this patriotism actually exists in sports too and maybe...just maybe it explains why our players are panting like me when I play football for 5mins these days.In the words of Suresh..."while other world class atheletes believe in sticking to a strict diet to help them perform better..our atheletes will "wallop" 2 nasi lemak bungkus and "neskapi" tarik on a match day"
Anyway, what would a "super nova" or a " big bang" FART would be like after a mixture of roti canai , lontong & bandung? Enough to vaporize the universe or maybe it'll be used to blast their way back to earth, if ever they run out of fuel. Anyway, click on the header for a nice cartoon via TV Smith's blog.On other news...good to see Jake at the stall!!!Welcome my brather!!!La Bamba brather..La bamba!

Say Hell No to JLo!

Apparently fur has made a comeback and it's a shame that cruelty to animals can actually make a comeback.Among the celebrities who don them are Beyonce,Naomi Campbell (traitor cause she actually campaigned against it in 1995) and none other then big booty JLo.Click on the title to read more or visit for further details. How I wish I can be like Ace Ventura in Nature Calls ...slap the woman silly and do a cat walk.That is if I can carry her lah!Surely many foxes died to cover up big booty Beyonce & JLo!

the 'unlucky' male species

Your last name stays put.
Wedding plans take care of themselves.
Chocolate is just another snack.
You can be president.
You can wear a white T shirt to a water park.
Car mechanics tell you the truth.
You don't really care if someone notices your new haircut.
The world is your urinal.
You never have to drive to another gas station because this one's just too icky.
Wrinkles add character.
You don't have to leave the room to make emergency crotch adjustments.
Wedding Dress $5000; Tux rental $100.
People never glance at your chest when you're talking to them.
The occasional well rendered belch is practically expected.
New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.
Your pals can be trusted never to trap you with: "So, notice anything different?"
One mood, ALL the time.
Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.
A five day vacation requires only one suitcase.
You can open all your own jars.
Dry cleaners and hair cutters don't rob you blind.
You can kill your own food.
You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.
If someone forgets to invite you to something, he or she can still be your friend.
Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.
Everything on your face stays its original color.
You can quietly enjoy a car ride from the passenger's seat.
You don't have to clean your apartment if the meter reader is coming.
You can quietly watch a game with your buddy for hours without ever thinking: "He must be mad at me."
You don't mooch off other's desserts.
You can drop by to see a friend without having to bring a little gift.
If another guy shows up at the party in the same outfit, you just might become lifelong friends.
You don't have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.
You almost never have strap problems in public.
You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.
The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.
You don't have to shave below your neck.
Your belly usually hides your big hips.
One wallet and one pair of shoes, one color, all seasons.
You can "do" your nails with a pocketknife.
You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.
Christmas shopping can be accomplished for 25 relatives, on December 24th, in 45 minutes

International Women's Day

We don't have a Men's day and Father's day will always play second fiddle to Mother's day ...we celebrate this special being ..WOMAN! Click on banner ...

On a lighter note..all women rejoice, as they know these facts:
We got off the Titanic first.
We can scare male bosses with mysterious gynecological disorder excuses.
We never ejaculate prematurely.
Our boyfriend's clothes make us look elfin and gorgeous - guys look like complete idiots in ours.
We can be groupies. Male groupies are stalkers.
We've never lusted after a cartoon character or the central figure in a computer game.
Taxis stop for us.
Men die earlier, so we get to cash in on the life insurance.
We don't look like a frog in a blender when dancing.
We can hug our friends without wondering if she thinks we're gay.
We can hug our friends without wondering if WE'RE gay.
We know The Truth about whether size matters.
If we're not making enough money we can blame the glass ceiling.
Nothing crucial can be cut off with one clean sweep.
It's possible to live our whole lives without ever taking a group shower.
If we cheat on our spouse, people assume it's because we're being emotionally neglected.
We never have to wonder if his orgasm was real.
If we forget to shave, no one has to know.
We can congratulate our teammate without ever touching her ass.
If we have a zit, we know how to conceal it.
We have the ability to dress ourselves.
We can talk to people of the opposite sex without having to picture them naked.
Our friends won't think we're weird if we ask whether there's spinach in our teeth.
We know that there are times when chocolate really can solve all your problems.
Gay waiters don't make us uncomfortable.
We'll never regret piercing our ears.
We can fully assess a person just by looking at their shoes.

Marissa Scully successfuly baptized!

On other news, the Godfather of Marissa Sully, saw to it that the baptism went smoothly without any form of debacle that went on during her brother's baptism by ensuring the flame on the candle remained lit(observe pic on top right corner). As you can see, both parents & Godparents are beaming with happiness & pride. We congratulate them all!

The GODparents

I must say that it was a great weekend for many reasons. To name a few...Little Marissa's christianing was a beautiful occassion with Chris and Cath being the Godparents. Despite the lack of organisation in the manner of the baptism was conducted it was great to know that Fr. Miranda allowed a late entry to carry on with the ceremony. If it was Binet..all i can say was no way it would have happened for the poor lady who i noticed was very sad for some reason. Do keep her in your prayers (like what un thomas always taught me). Anyway whatever the case, I must say that Gwen and I are honored to have the two of you as Marissa Godparents. AND in many ways which I have shared with Arul and Chis, all of my friends are Godparents to both my children for the simple reason of our strong bond in friendship.

F0r the second reason it was really good to see our good friend jacob. It's a very rare to see Jacob with the gang and while stiring the tea it was just nice to see Jacob in the group once again since Christmas PLUS the way you all communicate with my parents-just like friends makes it a JOY to make that cup of tea. BTW Jacob, that magnum number did NOT come out!!!
Thank you ALL

Pray for Blenheim

Blenheim is a young man who is currently fighting for his life in NUH, because of a blood clot that suddenly developed behind his head. He was born with a rare condition, an abnormal growth in the blood vessels in his brain. Instead of a thick straight vein leading to the brain, he has a narrow curled vein.
He had to undergo series of operations since being admitted on 27th February, and in those operations, the doctors couldn't identify the complication, and a lot of blood was lost. The doctors had given him a 10 to 20% chance of surviving the initial operations.
He is now in a coma, awaiting another operation tomorrow, where the doctors say, he has a 50/50 chance of making it.
Click on the title to leave words of encouragement at a blog that his friends created for him and do pray for him.

Kick away

To relieve stress or get fired from your job, have a go at this game. Then save the flash file from temp internet files folder onto your hard-drive.

Happy Birthday to my baby's mommy and my baby's mommy!

We picked the song "1,2,3" by Brian McKnight for our wedding and some of my friends ridiculed me by asking why am I choosing a "kindergarten" song..learning to count and all.The reason was simple,elemantary actually.I want to take one day at a time to learn to love her then start all over again, cause it never ends, this adventure called life.I am no poet, so I am borrowing this song by Steven Curtis Chapman as a prayer that says it best.Happy Birthday Honey!

Out of all the gifts you've given
Besides the very gift of life
There is none as precious to me
As the treasure of my wife
And still all the love in my heart
Is like a raindrop to the sea
When compared to YOUR love for her
And that's why I'm asking please
Will you teach me LORD what she needs
I'm an earnest man when it comes
To learning how to love this woman

Well I know it's gonna take a lifetime
To answer this prayer I pray
But that's okay
Cause I've given YOU and her my lifetime anyway

It's also the birthday of the loveliest & best mother in-law anyone can have...and that's no mere flattery. Happy Birthday Ma!