the ancient days as we would well-remember...
choice between stegasaurous vs triceratops or mammoth vs t-rex...torturing tadpoles as rain peltered on assumption's water-logged drains.
mrs nathan lashes wooden canes on bawling shelby..while she scotched-taped my vicious mouth, for having disrupted math class by proudly announcing to all, that your shorts were secretly pattered with poo. we watched godfrey chen's deluxe transexual kick with shock and awe...his tongue flickers like that red bitch from V while we countered him with tian long ba bu's yi yang zhi (laser-shooting fingers) and xiang long shi ba zhang (courageous dragon's 18 power blasts...)
we staged covert plots against mutual enemies like darren tan and competed like fools for jessie wong. where could she be right now? we talked about imposed spirit rumours in your haunted house; guan yin and virgin mary saying put even as your tank of curse-absorbent goldfish continued to bob, rot and die in spite of mom's weekly aquarium spree. there is macho chun and anna nicola smith giggling like macbeth's lost witches by a lone banana tree...while shaful generates his own paroxysm laugh at apple core's wife and mother soh who piles your sad desks with work and woe. you have never been off your addiction to transformers toys while i prefer to stick to marvel...my label that yours' amount to no more than tin-cans on the move still draws a dark spite from you.
mrs nathan lashes wooden canes on bawling shelby..while she scotched-taped my vicious mouth, for having disrupted math class by proudly announcing to all, that your shorts were secretly pattered with poo. we watched godfrey chen's deluxe transexual kick with shock and awe...his tongue flickers like that red bitch from V while we countered him with tian long ba bu's yi yang zhi (laser-shooting fingers) and xiang long shi ba zhang (courageous dragon's 18 power blasts...)we staged covert plots against mutual enemies like darren tan and competed like fools for jessie wong. where could she be right now? we talked about imposed spirit rumours in your haunted house; guan yin and virgin mary saying put even as your tank of curse-absorbent goldfish continued to bob, rot and die in spite of mom's weekly aquarium spree. there is macho chun and anna nicola smith giggling like macbeth's lost witches by a lone banana tree...while shaful generates his own paroxysm laugh at apple core's wife and mother soh who piles your sad desks with work and woe. you have never been off your addiction to transformers toys while i prefer to stick to marvel...my label that yours' amount to no more than tin-cans on the move still draws a dark spite from you.
childhood pals jl and ek...(1981-2008: aes, st joseph's, poly, jc, bmt, mp, oeti, nus, massey uni, singapore, wellington inclusive of zero birthdays and msns, once a year email...and truly wishing us many more splendid, free & freeing years to come...be well soon, my friend)
To all- Julian is well: bright, warm and chripy. we are now discussing how his lifestyle is going to change following his discharge...he feeds on jelly daily. his stomach has been retained though it is only a quarter left. he can only whisper since the tubes and water-ban has left much of his voice-box in recovery. he looks very good, no loss of weight..his body bearing up with the terrible tauma it just went through. to all, faithful friends and even strangers who have sent very firm prayers...my friend has the courage to smile again. 
i woke up with images of death and anguish splashed on the front pages of papers. brought with me images of the cyclone & quake and its destructive impact on life. difficult images to meditate on, says jo. the first 45 mins was spent in aimless splattering of angry red juxtaposed against a deep & dark sky...frames of black were added later to contain the pain...the flowers are in ascension, beyond the transcendental white that separates 2 planes of existence...a sign of souls lifted upward, transfigured by the land's horrifying wounds. their colours are somewhat the same...not having forgotten what it is like, to suffer pain.
Stuart plans to be there tomorrow, and then Eddie arrives, so at least two old and trusted friends will be able to be with him and keeping a close eye.
my friend now lies in bed, waiting to receive surgery. and it's a major one. to those who may be reading this, please say a simple prayer to support my friend....
After another six weeks, if all goes well he'll be able to begin a course of chemotherapy.
The likely timetable now, so long as all goes well with the surgery and the convalescence, will be chemotherapy beginning about the middle of July. He's planning to take up an offer to stay with Dee and Simon, whose house is near the hospital and who've got a bedroom with its own ensuite on the lower floor. They'll be close at hand. in other words, but he'll still have his own space. He'll also keep his room at Lauren's house until it's clear what will be happening in the longer term.
He's decided not to go back to Singapore. His parents will fly to Hamilton about two weeks from now and stay for a week or two. He's not exactly sure it'll be a good thing, given that his relationships with them are fairly conflicted, and also given that his mother doesn't have a very good track record of nursing him when he's been ill! However, he's good at not taking shit, Julian, so if they end up feeling more like albatrosses around his neck than guardian angels he promises he'll send them packing. Cecilia and Julius are very staunch, but apart from them he feels that his close friends are his true family.
I'm staying in Hamilton till Monday. Gary will be here for the weekend. Stuart will come immediately after the operation. Dee and Simon will also be keeping an eye out.
All around us, we have known you; 
China - Disaster - Earthquake in Sichuan province
A man holds his dead baby, killed in Cyclone Nargis in Bogalay, one of the hardest hit regions in Myanmar. The Nargis cyclone which hit the country claimed 22,997 lives, left 42,119 missing and 1,403 injured as other sources claim the real death toll is closer to 100,000. 
the diverse journeys they took underscored the worth and inherent dignity every school struggles to impart on the life of each student. the fact that some do succeed in life is worth celebrating...to recognise that success need not be solely defined by paper qualifications alone is another truth worth protecting...
Sometimes a mother of one species will take on the care of a different species. The only orphans' that could be found quickly, were a litter of weanling pigs. The zoo keepers and vets wrapped the piglets in tiger skin and placed the babies around the mother tiger. Would they become cubs or pork chops? 
So the husband and wife set a small table in the corner. There, Grandfather ate alone while the rest of the family enjoyed dinner. Since Grandfather had broken a dish or two, his food was served in a wooden bowl. When the family glanced in Grandfather's direction, sometimes he had a tear in his eye as he sat alone. Still, the only words the couple had for him were sharp admonitions when he dropped a fork or spilled food.
I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one.
and i stopped expecting for more, saw you as a God who couldn't give something you didn't quite believe in. the good times you blessed have made these needful hours disappear from my life.