take time for yourself..

to relax...to smile..be silly over your own private joke :D

! Happy "Niu (牛)" Year!

祝您在新的一年，

一帆風順，

二龍騰飛，

三羊開泰，

四季平安，

五福臨門，

六六大順，

七星高照，

八方來財，

九九同心，

十全十美，

百事亨通，

千事吉祥，

萬事如意!!!

在新的1年开始之际，衷心祝愿你，好事接2连3，心情4季如春，生活5颜6色，7彩缤纷， 偶尔8点小财，烦恼抛到9霄云外！请接受我10心10意的祝福! ！

i would love to stay in such a place...

someday..i hope i will ...i shall..with him..with children of our own..with parents..
in happiness, in warm and cozyness

give a little..

Kindly words,
sympathizing attentions,
watchfulness against wounding men's sensitiveness--
these cost very little,
but they are priceless in their value..
...by..F.W. Robertson

for the new year

for the new year...wishes..and...remembrance

wishing..

*

**

May

love & joy

envelope you

this season and

May warm & happy

Memories bring peace to you
May good health & happiness
Reside with you for now and always

Wishing you a very ..happy..Merry

Christmas

and a VERY HAPPY brand NEW 2009

may all lovers apart be united

Hope that all lovers..living apart..can be united..soon!

My favourite songs:
Enjoy..~

Chinese Version
Title : Tong Hua
Artist : Guang Liang

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English Translation :
Tong Hua (Fairy Tale)

I forgot how long was it
Since I last heard you
Telling me your favourite story
I have been thinking for a very long time
I m begining to feel paranoid
Did I make any mistakes again?
You came and tell me with the tears in your eyes
That fairytales are all lies
It's impossible for me to be your prince charming
Maybe you will not understand
After the moment when you said you loved me
The stars in my sky, are begining to shine and shimmer
I'm willing to be, in the fairytales
The angel you love
Open my arms wide
And let it become wings to protect you
You have to believe
Believe that we will be like the fairytale
With happiness and joy as the ending

~

Burmese Version
Title : Min A Nar Shi Nay Sin (Wishing you were near me)
Artist : R Zarni :


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English Translation :
Min A Nar Shi Nay Sin (Wishing you were near me)

Those times we have spent together in the past
Whenever I thought back of these memorie, I feel like being near you
Among the strangers, I am here..working hard towards our goal
I have to go far away leaving you behind
I hope that I can trust you and leaving u in peace
Please believe me, have faith in me, believe that we shall meet someday
And that our goal will be fulfilled
When I am far away from you,
my eyes are only filled with you, thoughts of you during those time we are far apart
If my feelings are true and sincere, I hope that my wishes will come true
And that you will be here with me by my side

keep on ...

There's gonna be many things in life that are going to make it hard for you to smile,
but through all you see, all you feel,
all the rain and all the pain,
all the darkness and all the sacrifices,
you have to keep your sense of humor and
keep on smiling. ..keep moving on.. keep striving for better

After a while, there will come to a point that..you just can't cry anymore.
can't pine anymore, can't hurt anymore, can't regret anymore..
You just have to believe that what happens is what's supposed to happen,
and, well,
you can't change that, even if you tried. ..no matter how hard you tried..how much you wanted..
So just dry the tears, and have faith..
hope that tomorrow and days to come in future..will be better days...
letting go in a way ..is a good thing..afterall..!

the above is written by my bestie..thanks goes to her.!
Missy, u r such a sweetie pie...

connection..

I found this place by chance..A place to connect parents..with the child they have lost :

This site..offers jewelry to help mothers feel connected to their little ones, to have a tangible something to touch and give them strength when they need it most. When the rest of the world goes on like nothing has ever happened, sometimes the grieving mother needs that extra something special to hold onto that carries her baby's memory with her, where ever she goes.

how would they have felt??

This post ss Dedicated To The Memory Of All The Aborted Babies Throughout The World. ...
I can’t remember from where and which site ..I found this letter but I post it to here, because ..it seems..that abortion is like double edge sword..which can be painful experience for both the mother and the child..
...It’s a fact that I am such a sucker for KIDs and that my love for children is so well known among my frens.. and when I saw such things..I cant help but wishing somehow that there is a way to stop this.. áll this pain and unnecessary sorrow and hurts..

because I believe that being a female myself..even after years have intervened, a woman cannot and will not be able to forget the life that her decision took..

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Dear Mommy,

I am in Heaven now...
I so wanted to be your little girl.
I don't quite understand what has happened.
I was so excited when I began realizing my existence.
I was in a dark, yet comfortable place. I saw I had fingers and toes.
I was pretty far along in my developing, yet not near ready to leave my surroundings.
I spent most of my time thinking or sleeping. Even from my earliest days, I felt a special bonding between you and me. Sometimes I heard you crying and I cried with you.
Sometimes you would yell or scream, then cry.
I heard Daddy yelling back. I was sad, and hoped you would be better soon.
I wondered why you cried so much. One day you cried almost all of the day.
I hurt for you. I couldn't imagine why you were so unhappy. That same day, the most horrible thing happened.
A very mean monster came into that warm, comfortable place I was in.
I was so scared, I began screaming, but you never once tried to help me.
Maybe you never heard me.
The monster got closer and closer as I was screaming and screaming, "Mommy, Mommy, help me please; Mommy, help me." Complete terror is all I felt.
I screamed and screamed until I thought I couldn't anymore.
Then the monster started ripping my arms off.
It hurt so bad; the pain I can never explain. It didn't stop. Oh, how I begged it to stop. I screamed in horror as it ripped my leg off.Though I was in such complete pain, I was dying.
I knew I would never see your face or hear you say how much you love me.
I wanted to make all your tears go away.
I had so many plans to make you happy.
Now I couldn't; all my dreams were shattered.
Though I was in utter pain and horror, I felt the pain of my heart breaking, above all. I wanted more than anything to be your daughter.
No use now, for I was dying a painful death.
I could only imagine the terrible things that they had done to you.
I wanted to tell you that I love you before I was gone, but I didn't know the words you could understand. And soon, I no longer had the breath to say them; I was dead.
I felt myself rising. I was being carried by a huge angel into a big beautiful place.
I was still crying, but the physical pain was gone.
The angel took me away to a wonderful place...
Then I was happy. I asked the angel what was the thing was that killed me.
He answered, "Abortion". I am sorry, for I know how it feels."
I don't know what abortion is; I guess that's the name of the monster.
I'm writing to say that I love you and to tell you how much I wanted to be your little girl. I tried very hard to live. I wanted to live. I had the will, but I couldn't; the monster was too powerful. It sucked my arms and legs off and finally got all of me.
It was impossible to live. I just wanted you to know I tried to stay with you.
I didn't want to die. Also, Mommy, please watch out for that abortion monster.
Mommy, I love you and I would hate for you to go through the kind of pain I did. Please be careful. Please don’t let what happen to me happen to you.Love,Your Baby Girl

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Dear Baby,

Ten years ago yesterday, I carried you beneath my heart.

Ten years ago today, I stopped the beating of your heart.

I, your mother, the one who gave you life, also gave you death.

It's been a decade and still my blood runs cold and I catch my breath whenever I hear the word 'abortion.' There's an emptiness inside of me that can never be filled, a chill that has never quite been warmed, a grief that will never end.

To me you will forever remain an unfinished song, a flower that never bloomed, a sunrise clouded by rain.

Even during your last fragile moments of life, I wondered, 'Is my baby a boy or a girl?'.

The question ran through my mind again and again as I tried to block out the sickening sounds of you being suctioned from my womb and from my life. I seemed to have a burning need to know whether I would have had a son or a daughter, yet somehow I couldn't bear to ask such an indelicate question of the doctor who stood smiling above me. Instead, I simply nodded in defeat and sadness as this man in white patted my trembling hand and said, 'Now - aren't you glad it's all over?'
As I lay there drowning in my own blood, tears and sweat, I could hear the nurses chattering about coworkers, new cars and clothes.
To these people, the extermination of your life was simply a job - 'making a living by destroying the living.' To those gathered in that sunny room in Philadelphia 10 years ago, it was just another day. To me, it was the darkest day I had ever known.
'The Abortion' - the most heart-wrenching, terrible experience I had suffered through in my 18 years; certainly the most painful experience suffered by you in your three short months. It has taken me all these years to get over it.
Now - as my eyes fill with tears, I realize that this is something I will never 'get over.' That fateful April day has replayed itself over and over in my mind like a horror movie one forces oneself to watch, then can never forget. ...
Even in my distraught state of mind, I knew that there were other choices. I was simply too scared to consider the alternatives. Still a child myself, I 'wasn't ready' to be a mother. What I didn't realize then was that I already was a mother. You became my child at the moment of conception; my love for you began when your life began, and although your life ended, that love has never died.
Your silent screams have awakened me from sleep many times over the years, and I have lain in the dark and mourned the loss of the baby I killed. There have even been times when I've contemplated ending my own life as I ended yours.
It's been 10 years and still I haven't forgiven myself. Have you forgiven me? Has God forgiven me for destroying a being created by Him?
I've had many nightmares through the years. Scenes of a tiny fetus in a trash bag haunt my subconscious. I've awakened in a cold sweat, again feeling the excruciating pain of that long-ago day. I recall the intense physical pain of the abortion - but those 10 minutes of hurt were nothing compared to the 10 years of pain I've lived with since.
For years my heart has ached to write you this letter, but whenever I attempted to put my feelings into words, I found the blank pages covered with tears rather than with ink. For some reason, though, tonight was different. ...
Perhaps this letter was meant to be written in order to help others to avoid the agony I experienced, to help other young girls 'in trouble,' as I was 10 years ago, to realize that there are alternatives to abortion. ...
If this letter prevents even one abortion, it will have served a purpose. But Baby, my purpose in sending this letter to you is to let you know that I love you - whoever you are. And I'm sorry.

Love,

Mommy

>> this second letter is taken from the church in fort collins organisation

29hpbdpp2

20th.nov.2008!
ps: this is a birthday dedication :P

THANK U ..ya yap..tats U!!!

11.11. is especially meaningful for me this year..!
I have indeed grown not just the way I think but about how I feel and view things...
Thank you to some.. for your companion..
Thank you to some.. for the time
Thank you to some.. for the remembrances..
Thank you to some.. for the wishes..
Thank you to some.. for the gifts..
And most importantly thank you all for being there :D
I believe that as we get older, our memories fade and fails us at some part of the time..thus for me wishes through emails, sms, e-cards, on site are more than I can ever ask for…so…here is my most sincere and deepest gratitude to you all...

for today...

Yesterday is gone.

Tomorrow has not yet come.

We have only today. ...

Let us begin...with a smile..with a laugh..with a wonderful thought for the day

gone with Bush..here comes Obama :D

04th NOv..2008:

Congratulation to MR BARACK OBAMA, the NEW elected PRESIDENT of U.S.A ..

In his victory speech...he mentioned that..''If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible ... tonight is your answer.''!

This is the very proof of nothing is impossible..so long there is faith, believe and of course with actions and more actions with almost everyone playing his/her part..

No doubt .."The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America--I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you--we as a people will get there..."

Really hope too that MYANMAR too can follow suits in this footstep..and somehow..someday..there will be CHANGES..there will be improvement ...there will be more ANSWER to our prayers!!

happy is for me to wish u..

...We think of the effective teachers we have had over the years with a sense ofrecognition, but those who have touched our humanity we remember with a deepsense of gratitude... ... for teachers past, present and future ..
thanks for making a difference..in each studen's life
haPPy TeAChEr's dAy !

ps:

compare to the olden days, it seems a lot more tougher and stressful for teachers, teaching all levels..but whatever it is, do hang on..and carry on with your conviction

...for...

A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops. ..!

aunty diLo-to-be :P

dilo Bear is going to be aunty to little Junior Aungsan ..!
dilo wonders ..whether .. a little missy or mr..
wii wiink!
its really so amazing isn't it?
a small tiny life..from an egg and sperm it will grow..into a little tiny baby..

>> 11 weeks and 2 days!

congrats to both mum and dad to be..!!

Ag and Au..

Ag (silver) for Singapore..and Au (gold) for China!
well...I think efforts were made..but what will be will be.. :P
But whatever it is, the very first medal forSINGAPOre..so way to go go go..!

The blue Books

Piglet came running to Pooh and said breathlessly, “Me has something to show you. Guess what?”
Pooh was busy, as usual, so said half-heartedly: “I don’t know Piglet! Why don’t you tell me what have you got in your hands?”

“Öh, I have got your photo in my right hand and the Blue Books in the other!” in between breathes, Piglet continues, panting: “I got them! Finally I did it! Aren’t you proud of me Pooh?”

“As you said, I took you spiritually with me, all these while I am striving hard for it! I hope I did you proud! Hee..”

"Hug Hugs.."said Piglet with a jump and give a beary hug to Pooh!

Piglet was lucky. It took a total of 3 months of writing, 3 months of editing.. Handed in 5th of May and get confirmation on 31st July. Only took Piglet a total of 2 months time for the examination of it..! Handed in the final bound on 13th August..! Aint Piglet a lucky fellower :P..wiiik..weee..

Time to say good bye ..

Its hard..when there come a time ..the time..to say goodbye..
here is a lovely song on this..
Perhaps it may not be soothing on first attempt..but at least it doesn't make goodbye..sounds so bad, so hurting...ahhe..

Time To Say Goodbye
by Andrea Bocelli & Sarah Brightman

Lyrics in English translation (From HERE):

When I'm alone I dream of the horizon and words fail me.There is no light in a room where there is no sunand there is no sun if you're not here with me, with me.From every window unfurls my heart the heart that you have won.Into me you've poured the light,the light that you found by the side of the road.

Time to say goodbye.Places that I've never seen or experienced with you.Now I shall, I'll sail with you upon ships across the seas,seas that exist no more,it's time to say goodbye.

Andrea BocelliWhen you're far away I dream of the horizon and words fail me.And of course I know that you're with me, with me.You, my moon, you are with me.My sun, you're here with me with me, with me, with me.

Time to say goodbye.Places that I've never seen or experienced with you.Now I shall, I'll sail with you upon ships across the seas,seas that exist no more,

BothI'll revive them with you.I'll go with you upon ships across the seas,seas that exist no more,I'll revive them with you.I'll go with you.

You and me.

paying tribute for the 8888..!

In burmese, this very digit EIGHT is pronounced as "shit"..
hee.. ops..clash of culture!
To us, the true blue burmese, the digit "8" brings to mind the fateful event that took place in 1988...! This date "8.8.88" is known as 8888 to us. This was the RED day where pro-democracy protests erupted in Myanmar. The protests were initiated by the students demanding the restoration of a democratic government in Myanmar. Inspired by the students, government workers, monks and ordinary citizen also joined in the protests. The protests led to the fall of dictatorial regime of General Ne Win but the army took over the power immediately afterwards and ruthlessly ended the movement (quoted from HERE).

Indeed, it had been "shity" as it sounds to be.. I had been young at that time but still cant recall the call of students and the bloodshed shown on Tv and the gossips and rumor spread among the people at that time..
On this day...I will pay tribute here to the protesters who lost their lives. ..to those who participated in this demostrations..believe in JUSTICE..to our rights..and to freedom... In remembrance of and as an honour to students, monks and civilians involved in the largest demonstrations, bloodshed, the people of Burma have ever seen..and experienced before!