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Monday, April 03, 2006

In school... Entomophagy.

Hi guys!

Yep, I finished sch at 11 today but stayed in sch till now. Did some surfing & checking mail, lots of reading on Entomophagy, downloaded some images & their references of Gourmet Insect Dishes. Haha! Cool leh... And for reading so much, I very very much would like to try some of them now. For example, I've read that some slugs can just be picked off the ground and eaten alive, very much the way we eat live oysters. And same for fried or boiled grasshoppers and caterpillars! Haha!

Anyways, didn't do much on the Measles project today, although we did meet to decide some stuff. We finalised all the text to be put onto the poster. I'm supposed to edit the graphics and pictures to be used on the poster and print the pictures & the text tomorrow after class. Then we'll go to Ginnie's place in the evening to paste everything on the poster. Yep! So... that's cool. Tonight I'll be doing quite some editing then.

Stupid Optus didn't come again today. This is getting on my nerves can... They've delayed for weeks already, and then another weekend, and then 1 more day... this'll take forever lor. See, half the semester is gone already! Stupid... Poon poon ah Optus! Better bring the modem tmr! *waves fist*

Hai... is there something wrong with me? Suddenly I have nothing to type here... And it's not just today... it's been like that for a couple of days le. Hmm... am I running out of things to type? Or is my memory failing me?

K la, since I don't have anything to type le, I shall end off lor. Haha! Yep! Real short entry. See ya!

He misses her most at times when he experiences beauty in nature, when he experiences wholesomeness in life, when he experiences immense joy, and she's not there to share. She can't be there. And all the joy will amount to emptiness. And loneliness will bid him come. And sadness will pour a bucketful of cold water on him.

"As little children,
We would dream of Christmas morn.
Of all the gifts and toys
We knew we'd find.
But we never realized
A baby born one blessed night
Gave us the greatest gift of our lives.

We were the reason
That He gave His life;
We were the reason
That He suffered and died.
To a world that was lost
He gave all He could give,
To show us the reason to live.

As the years went by
We learned more about gifts.
The giving of ourselves
And what that means.
On a dark and cloudy day
A man hung crying in the rain,
Because of love, because of love.

I've finally found the reason for living!
It's in giving every part of my heart to Him!
In all that I do every word that I say,
I'll be giving my all just for Him, for Him!

He is my reason to live!"

-Avalon: We Are The Reason

Love me if you dare... 17:50
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