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Friday, 10 October 2008


Recently I guess I have been brain-washed by this colleague working in my internship company. I start to think that human live for money and reality. I do not want to become such a money-minded person to the extent that I become unhappy without it. But I guess lulu knows what I feel. Sometimes its not that we are money-minded, just that we really can't live without it. So let me re-phrase it. I do not want to live for money, but without money I can't live.
Oh shit Oh saimu!
Last week I heard this pastor preaching this in the new church I went to. He said there was a man who worked hard all his life for gold. He was also a samaritan who gave generously to the needy. One day he died peacefully and as he was about to rise to Heaven, an angel appeared beside him to lead the way. But he beckoned the angel to give him a moment. The angel waited. After a while, the man returned with a bag full of gold. The angel asked him, " Why are you carrying such a big bag of gold? You won't be able to use them in Heaven!'. The man replied, "I worked so hard all my life for all these gold. I just want to take them a long with me."
When they reached the gates of Heaven, the angels saw the man panting under the load of that bag of gold and asked, " Why are you carrying that bag of gold when in Heaven, even our roads are made of that material."
When I heard that remark I suddenly realised that no matter how much I earn in this world, it wouldn't come in useful in the place where I hope most of us will go.
SAVE FOR TW TRIP!! =D


Written at 10:41 am



This is me

An extraordinarily ordinary female. You can call me sa and be informed that I am a real glutton with super high metablolism rate so be on your guard if you are my foe, I may not be able to control myself and will try hard bite your head off.

-YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED FOES-




Yang Guang Zhai Nan - Jay Chou