Happy Birthday Bao

Happy birthday my best friend,

Amazing times, we always spend.

Laughter and jokes are common place,

Since we built that solid base.

Special friend that I hold dear,

Always wish to have you near.

We get along, like bread with honey,

A friendship worth, much more than money.

If you stumble, count me there,

Gratitude; no need to declare.

Your thoughts are clear, in my mind,

Understanding we always find.

Happy birthday my best friend,

I’m excited to attend.

This birthday poem, is just for you,

A great big smile is overdue.

Wanted to sms you this poem I found online

but ya it's too long and plus it's found online!

We Fought for Nothing

I might ask occasionally say stuff like not to forget about me etc etc. but this does not mean I'm jealous whatsoever. If you really think that way then fret not, I will not ask you anymore. Anw, you told me not to care. Being busy with school doesn't mean I don't care about my friendships, people close to me should know I don't usually go around fb walls posting 'i love/miss you' stuffs. So not me. I was actually looking forward to the holidays with you but I changed my mind the last minute. So ironic how everything can change so suddenly. The day before, I was actually planning to ask you out after my post on your wall and then this came. Sincerely, I am happy for you. Doing well in poly & so. I have no plans of using this to hint you that I am jealous wth. I don't know why but everytime when you're not around us, you seem like a changed person. Maybe its because I had those flashbacks of us during sec sch, in the toilet, where we both agreed that we find it dxxx.. lead to me getting mad. Just give me sometime to accept this.

Stop here, loss of words.

Santa, Macbook Air Please I Demand

13 inch, 128GB

EP - Mr Lee Ee Tat

During some point of the journey, they had an argument, and one friend slapped the other one in the face. The one who got slapped was hurt, but without saying anything, he wrote in the sand:

Today my best friend slapped me in the face.

They kept on walking, until they found an oasis, where they decided to take a bath. The one who had been slapped got stuck in the mire and started drowning, but his friend saved him. After he recovered from the near drowning, he wrote on a stone:

Today my best friend saved my life.

The friend, who had slapped and saved his best friend, asked him, "After I hurt you, you wrote in the sand, and now, you write on a stone, why?"

The other friend replied: "When someone hurts us, we should write it down in sand, where the winds of forgiveness can erase it away, but when someone does something good for us, we must engrave it in stone where no wind can ever erase it.

Learn to write your hurts in the sand and to carve your blessings in stone.

Duck & Daisy

ANDY CHUA THE PHOTOGRAPHER