Oh my god..
what a small world
when i was in primary skul
i wasn't surprised by the fact that most of my friends' siblings are my sis's fren
as there is an abundance of Dragons'1988
n when i was in secondary skul
i wasn't suprised by the fact that ses is my mum's friend's son
n when i'm in college
i'm also not too surprised by the fact that my bros are my friends' siblings' friend
BUT!
facebook suprised me lot!!!!
His ex is a friend of my primary skul fren who sat juz right behind me for 3 years
She is also a vy good friend to my primary skul fren
She is also a pet sis for my primary skul fren who was next to my class
what more suprising is!!! she is my cousin's friend!!!
He was someone who always sent me home when i was in form 1
n i found out that he was actually a primary skul classmate of my cousin!
She was my sis's ex's sis
she is also a friend of my 2 cousins!
She was one of my bf's admirer
n she is my sis's ex's sis's friend who clubs together!!
She is my college mate
classmate
n she was same primary skul with me n we were merely next class!
She is my bf's sis-in-law
But she found out that her friends are my cousins!!
cousin sis n bro as well!!!
so scary
so scary
i met my primary skul fren in tertiary skul
my secondary skul fren met my primary skul fren in tertiary skul
n i going to meet my secondary skul fren in uni soon!
so coincident
n i met my classmate in hk last time
in exactly de same bus!
everyone is linked =.=
luckily, i have a fren who totally has no mutual friend with me =D
( i hope so )
20100513
A Sound of Thunder 2
"Why?" asked Eckels.
They sat in the ancient wilderness.
Far birds' cries blew on a wind, and the smell of tar
and an old salt sea, moist grasses, and flowers the color of blood.
"We don't want to change the Future.
We don't belong here in the Past.
The government doesn't like us here.
We have to pay big graft to keep our franchise.
A Time Machine is finicky business.
Not knowing it,
we might kill an important animal, a small bird, a roach, a flower even,
thus destroying an important link in a growing species."
"That's not clear," said Eckels.
"All right," Travis continued, "say
we accidentally kill one mouse here.
That means all the future families of this one particular mouse are destroyed, right?"
"Right"
"And all the families of the families of the families of that one mouse!
With a stamp of your foot,
you annihilate first one, then a dozen, then a thousand, a million, a billion possible mice!"
"So they're dead," said Eckels.
"So what?"
"So what?" Travis snorted quietly.
"Well, what about the foxes that'll need those mice to survive?
For want of ten mice, a fox dies.
For want of ten foxes a lion starves.
For want of a lion,
all manner of insects, vultures, infinite billions of life forms are thrown into chaos and destruction.
Eventually it all boils down to this:
fifty-nine million years later,
a caveman,
one of a dozen on the entire world,
goes hunting wild boar or saber-toothed tiger for food.
But you, friend, have stepped on all the tigers in that region.
By stepping on one single mouse.
So the caveman starves.
And the caveman,
please note, is not just any expendable man, no!
He is an entire future nation.
From his loins would have sprung ten sons.
From their loins one hundred sons, and thus onward to a civilization.
Destroy this one man,
and you destroy a race, a people, an entire history of life.
It is comparable to slaying some of Adam's grandchildren.
The stomp of your foot, on one mouse,
could start an earthquake,
the effects of which could shake our earth and destinies down through Time,
to their very foundations.
With the death of that one caveman,
a billion others yet unborn are throttled in the womb.
Perhaps Rome never rises on its seven hills.
Perhaps Europe is forever a dark forest,
and only Asia waxes healthy and teeming.
Step on a mouse and you crush the Pyramids.
Step on a mouse and you leave your print, like a Grand Canyon, across Eternity.
Queen Elizabeth might never be born,
Washington might not cross the Delaware,
there might never be a United States at all.
So be careful. Stay on the Path. Never step off!"
"I see," said Eckels.
"Then it wouldn't pay for us even to touch the grass?"
"Correct. Crushing certain plants could add up infinitesimally.
A little error here would multiply in sixty million years, all out of proportion.
Of course maybe our theory is wrong.
Maybe Time can't be changed by us.
Or maybe it can be changed only in little subtle ways.
A dead mouse here makes an insect imbalance there,
a population disproportion later, a bad harvest further on,
a depression, mass starvation,
and finally, a change in social temperament in far-flung countries.
Something much more subtle, like that.
Perhaps only a soft breath, a whisper, a hair, pollen on the air,
such a slight, slight change that unless you looked close you wouldn't see it.
Who knows?
Who really can say he knows?
We don't know.
We're guessing.
But until we do know for certain whether our messing around in Time can make a big roar or a little rustle in history,
we're being careful.
This Machine, this Path, your clothing and bodies, were sterilized,
as you know, before the journey.
We wear these oxygen helmets so we can't introduce our bacteria into an ancient atmosphere."
"How do we know which animals to shoot?"
"They're marked with red paint," said Travis.
"Today, before our journey, we sent Lesperance here back with the Machine.
He came to this particular era and followed certain animals."
"Studying them?"
"Right," said Lesperance.
"I track them through their entire existence,
noting which of them lives longest.
Very few.
How many times they mate.
Not often.
Life's short,
When I find one that's going to die when a tree falls on him,
or one that drowns in a tar pit,
I note the exact hour, minute, and second.
I shoot a paint bomb.
It leaves a red patch on his side.
We can't miss it.
Then I correlate our arrival in the Past
so that we meet the Monster not more than two minutes before he would have died anyway.
This way,
we kill only animals with no future,
that are never going to mate again.
You see how careful we are?"
"But if you come back this morning in Time," said Eckels eagerly,
you must've bumped into us, our Safari!
How did it turn out?
Was it successful?
Did all of us get through-alive?"
Travis and Lesperance gave each other a look.
"That'd be a paradox," said the latter.
"Time doesn't permit that sort of mess-a man meeting himself.
When such occasions threaten,
Time steps aside.
Like an airplane hitting an air pocket.
You felt the Machine jump just before we stopped?
That was us passing ourselves on the way back to the Future.
We saw nothing.
There's no way of telling if this expedition was a success,
if we got our monster,
or whether all of us - meaning you, Mr. Eckels - got out alive."
Eckels smiled palely.
"Cut that," said Travis sharply.
"Everyone on his feet!"
They were ready to leave the Machine.
The jungle was high and the jungle was broad
and the jungle was the entire world forever and forever.
Sounds like music and sounds like flying tents filled the sky,
and those were pterodactyls soaring
with cavernous gray wings, gigantic bats of delirium and night fever.
Eckels, balanced on the narrow Path, aimed his rifle playfully.
"Stop that!" said Travis.
"Don't even aim for fun, blast you!
If your guns should go off - - "
Eckels flushed.
"Where's our Tyrannosaurus?"
Lesperance checked his wristwatch.
"Up ahead,
We'll bisect his trail in sixty seconds.
Look for the red paint!
Don't shoot till we give the word.
Stay on the Path. Stay on the Path!"
They moved forward in the wind of morning.
"Strange," murmured Eckels.
"Up ahead, sixty million years, Election Day over.
Keith made President.
Everyone celebrating.
And here we are, a million years lost, and they don't exist.
The things we worried about for months, a lifetime, not even born or thought of yet."
"Safety catches off, everyone!" ordered Travis.
"You, first shot, Eckels. Second, Billings, Third, Kramer."
"I've hunted tiger, wild boar, buffalo, elephant,
but now, this is it," said Eckels. "
I'm shaking like a kid."
"Ah," said Travis.
Everyone stopped.
Travis raised his hand.
"Ahead," he whispered.
"In the mist.
There he is.
There's His Royal Majesty now."
The jungle was wide and full of twitterings, rustlings, murmurs, and sighs.
Suddenly it all ceased, as if someone had shut a door.
Silence.
A sound of thunder.
They sat in the ancient wilderness.
Far birds' cries blew on a wind, and the smell of tar
and an old salt sea, moist grasses, and flowers the color of blood.
"We don't want to change the Future.
We don't belong here in the Past.
The government doesn't like us here.
We have to pay big graft to keep our franchise.
A Time Machine is finicky business.
Not knowing it,
we might kill an important animal, a small bird, a roach, a flower even,
thus destroying an important link in a growing species."
"That's not clear," said Eckels.
"All right," Travis continued, "say
we accidentally kill one mouse here.
That means all the future families of this one particular mouse are destroyed, right?"
"Right"
"And all the families of the families of the families of that one mouse!
With a stamp of your foot,
you annihilate first one, then a dozen, then a thousand, a million, a billion possible mice!"
"So they're dead," said Eckels.
"So what?"
"So what?" Travis snorted quietly.
"Well, what about the foxes that'll need those mice to survive?
For want of ten mice, a fox dies.
For want of ten foxes a lion starves.
For want of a lion,
all manner of insects, vultures, infinite billions of life forms are thrown into chaos and destruction.
Eventually it all boils down to this:
fifty-nine million years later,
a caveman,
one of a dozen on the entire world,
goes hunting wild boar or saber-toothed tiger for food.
But you, friend, have stepped on all the tigers in that region.
By stepping on one single mouse.
So the caveman starves.
And the caveman,
please note, is not just any expendable man, no!
He is an entire future nation.
From his loins would have sprung ten sons.
From their loins one hundred sons, and thus onward to a civilization.
Destroy this one man,
and you destroy a race, a people, an entire history of life.
It is comparable to slaying some of Adam's grandchildren.
The stomp of your foot, on one mouse,
could start an earthquake,
the effects of which could shake our earth and destinies down through Time,
to their very foundations.
With the death of that one caveman,
a billion others yet unborn are throttled in the womb.
Perhaps Rome never rises on its seven hills.
Perhaps Europe is forever a dark forest,
and only Asia waxes healthy and teeming.
Step on a mouse and you crush the Pyramids.
Step on a mouse and you leave your print, like a Grand Canyon, across Eternity.
Queen Elizabeth might never be born,
Washington might not cross the Delaware,
there might never be a United States at all.
So be careful. Stay on the Path. Never step off!"
"I see," said Eckels.
"Then it wouldn't pay for us even to touch the grass?"
"Correct. Crushing certain plants could add up infinitesimally.
A little error here would multiply in sixty million years, all out of proportion.
Of course maybe our theory is wrong.
Maybe Time can't be changed by us.
Or maybe it can be changed only in little subtle ways.
A dead mouse here makes an insect imbalance there,
a population disproportion later, a bad harvest further on,
a depression, mass starvation,
and finally, a change in social temperament in far-flung countries.
Something much more subtle, like that.
Perhaps only a soft breath, a whisper, a hair, pollen on the air,
such a slight, slight change that unless you looked close you wouldn't see it.
Who knows?
Who really can say he knows?
We don't know.
We're guessing.
But until we do know for certain whether our messing around in Time can make a big roar or a little rustle in history,
we're being careful.
This Machine, this Path, your clothing and bodies, were sterilized,
as you know, before the journey.
We wear these oxygen helmets so we can't introduce our bacteria into an ancient atmosphere."
"How do we know which animals to shoot?"
"They're marked with red paint," said Travis.
"Today, before our journey, we sent Lesperance here back with the Machine.
He came to this particular era and followed certain animals."
"Studying them?"
"Right," said Lesperance.
"I track them through their entire existence,
noting which of them lives longest.
Very few.
How many times they mate.
Not often.
Life's short,
When I find one that's going to die when a tree falls on him,
or one that drowns in a tar pit,
I note the exact hour, minute, and second.
I shoot a paint bomb.
It leaves a red patch on his side.
We can't miss it.
Then I correlate our arrival in the Past
so that we meet the Monster not more than two minutes before he would have died anyway.
This way,
we kill only animals with no future,
that are never going to mate again.
You see how careful we are?"
"But if you come back this morning in Time," said Eckels eagerly,
you must've bumped into us, our Safari!
How did it turn out?
Was it successful?
Did all of us get through-alive?"
Travis and Lesperance gave each other a look.
"That'd be a paradox," said the latter.
"Time doesn't permit that sort of mess-a man meeting himself.
When such occasions threaten,
Time steps aside.
Like an airplane hitting an air pocket.
You felt the Machine jump just before we stopped?
That was us passing ourselves on the way back to the Future.
We saw nothing.
There's no way of telling if this expedition was a success,
if we got our monster,
or whether all of us - meaning you, Mr. Eckels - got out alive."
Eckels smiled palely.
"Cut that," said Travis sharply.
"Everyone on his feet!"
They were ready to leave the Machine.
The jungle was high and the jungle was broad
and the jungle was the entire world forever and forever.
Sounds like music and sounds like flying tents filled the sky,
and those were pterodactyls soaring
with cavernous gray wings, gigantic bats of delirium and night fever.
Eckels, balanced on the narrow Path, aimed his rifle playfully.
"Stop that!" said Travis.
"Don't even aim for fun, blast you!
If your guns should go off - - "
Eckels flushed.
"Where's our Tyrannosaurus?"
Lesperance checked his wristwatch.
"Up ahead,
We'll bisect his trail in sixty seconds.
Look for the red paint!
Don't shoot till we give the word.
Stay on the Path. Stay on the Path!"
They moved forward in the wind of morning.
"Strange," murmured Eckels.
"Up ahead, sixty million years, Election Day over.
Keith made President.
Everyone celebrating.
And here we are, a million years lost, and they don't exist.
The things we worried about for months, a lifetime, not even born or thought of yet."
"Safety catches off, everyone!" ordered Travis.
"You, first shot, Eckels. Second, Billings, Third, Kramer."
"I've hunted tiger, wild boar, buffalo, elephant,
but now, this is it," said Eckels. "
I'm shaking like a kid."
"Ah," said Travis.
Everyone stopped.
Travis raised his hand.
"Ahead," he whispered.
"In the mist.
There he is.
There's His Royal Majesty now."
The jungle was wide and full of twitterings, rustlings, murmurs, and sighs.
Suddenly it all ceased, as if someone had shut a door.
Silence.
A sound of thunder.
20100512
Just My Luck
The 1st n ever competition we participated together =DCould get prize summore
hehe
not bad
limited collection by Canon eh!!!!
Quite lucky hehe
din waste my effort
i feel satisfied =)
N i managed to get the last Mexican Choc Bun in cafe today!!
so lucky!! haha
Someone said he likes this pic
i like too!
JUST MY LUCK- my fav movie hehe
A Sound of Thunder
Liew Choi Ying hates reading story without any illustration.
This short story indeed draws her interest.
She doesn't know how many times her has read this story..
again n again..
n now let's share this story
by Rad Bradbury
The sign on the wall seemed to quaver under a film of sliding warm water.
Eckels felt his eyelids blink over his stare, and the sign burned in this momentary darkness:
TIME SAFARI, INC.
SAFARIS TO ANY YEAR IN THE PAST.
YOU NAME THE ANIMAL.
WE TAKE YOU THERE.
YOU SHOOT IT.
Warm phlegm gathered in Eckels' throat;
he swallowed and pushed it down.
The muscles around his mouth formed a smile
as he put his hand slowly out upon the air,
and in that hand waved a check for ten thousand dollars to the man behind the desk.
"Does this safari guarantee I come back alive?"
"We guarantee nothing," said the official, "except the dinosaurs."
He turned.
"This is Mr. Travis, your Safari Guide in the Past. He'll tell you what and where to shoot.
If he says no shooting, no shooting.
If you disobey instructions, there's a stiff penalty of another ten thousand dollars,
plus possible government action, on your return."
Eckels glanced across the vast office at a mass and tangle,
a snaking and humming of wires and steel boxes,
at an aurora that flickered now orange, now silver, now blue.
There was a sound like a gigantic bonfire burning all of Time,
all the years and all the parchment calendars,
all the hours piled high and set aflame.
A touch of the hand and this burning would,
on the instant, beautifully reverse itself.
Eckels remembered the wording in the advertisements to the letter.
Out of chars and ashes,
out of dust and coals,
like golden salamanders,
the old years, the green years, might leap;
roses sweeten the air,
white hair turn Irish-black,
wrinkles vanish;
all, everything fly back to seed,
flee death, r
ush down to their beginnings,
suns rise in western skies and set in glorious easts,
moons eat themselves opposite to the custom,
all and everything cupping one in another like Chinese boxes, rabbits into hats,
all and everything returning to the fresh death,
the seed death, the green death, to the time before the beginning.
A touch of a hand might do it, the merest touch of a hand.
"Unbelievable." Eckels breathed,
the light of the Machine on his thin face.
"A real Time Machine." He shook his head.
"Makes you think,
If the election had gone badly yesterday,
I might be here now running away from the results. T
hank God Keith won.
He'll make a fine President of the United States."
"Yes," said the man behind the desk.
"We're lucky.
If Deutscher had gotten in,
we'd have the worst kind of dictatorship.
There's an anti everything man for you,
a militarist, anti-Christ, anti-human, anti-intellectual.
People called us up, you know,
joking but not joking.
Said if Deutscher became President
they wanted to go live in 1492.
Of course it's not our business to conduct Escapes,
but to form Safaris. Anyway, Keith's President now.
All you got to worry about is-"
"Shooting my dinosaur," Eckels finished it for him.
"A Tyrannosaurus Rex.
The Tyrant Lizard,
the most incredible monster in history.
Sign this release.
Anything happens to you, we're not responsible.
Those dinosaurs are hungry."
Eckels flushed angrily. "Trying to scare me!"
"Frankly, yes.
We don't want anyone going who'll panic at the first shot.
Six Safari leaders were killed last year, and a dozen hunters.
We're here to give you the severest thrill a real hunter ever asked for. T
raveling you back sixty million years to bag the biggest game in all of Time.
Your personal check's still there. Tear it up."
Mr. Eckels looked at the check. His fingers twitched.
"Good luck," said the man behind the desk.
"Mr. Travis, he's all yours."
They moved silently across the room,
taking their guns with them,
toward the Machine,
toward the silver metal and the roaring light.
First a day and then a night and then a day and then a night,
then it was day-night-day-night.
A week, a month, a year, a decade!
A.D. 2055. A.D. 2019. 1999! 1957! Gone!
The Machine roared.
They put on their oxygen helmets and tested the intercoms.
Eckels swayed on the padded seat,
his face pale, his jaw stiff.
He felt the trembling in his arms
and he looked down and found his hands tight on the new rifle. T
here were four other men in the Machine.
Travis, the Safari Leader, his assistant, Lesperance, and two other hunters, Billings and Kramer.
They sat looking at each other, and the years blazed around them.
"Can these guns get a dinosaur cold?"
Eckels felt his mouth saying.
"If you hit them right," said Travis on the helmet radio.
"Some dinosaurs have two brains,
one in the head,
another far down the spinal column.
We stay away from those.
That's stretching luck.
Put your first two shots into the eyes
, if you can, blind them, and go back into the brain."
The Machine howled.
Time was a film run backward.
Suns fled and ten million moons fled after them.
"Think," said Eckels.
"Every hunter that ever lived would envy us today. This makes Africa seem like Illinois."
The Machine slowed; its scream fell to a murmur.
The Machine stopped.
The sun stopped in the sky.
The fog that had enveloped the Machine blew away and they were in an old time,
a very old time indeed,
three hunters and two Safari Heads with their blue metal guns across their knees.
"Christ isn't born yet," said Travis,
"Moses has not gone to the mountains to talk with God. T
he Pyramids are still in the earth,
waiting to be cut out and put up.
Remember that.
Alexander, Caesar, Napoleon, Hitler-none of them exists."
The man nodded.
"That" - Mr. Travis pointed -
"is the jungle of sixty million two thousand and fifty-five years before President Keith."
He indicated a metal path
that struck off into green wilderness, over streaming swamp, among giant ferns and palms.
"And that," he said, "
is the Path, laid by Time Safari for your use,
It floats six inches above the earth.
Doesn't touch so much as one grass blade, flower, or tree.
It's an anti-gravity metal.
Its purpose is to keep you from touching this world of the past in any way.
Stay on the Path. Don't go off it. I repeat. Don't go off.
For any reason!
If you fall off, there's a penalty. And don't shoot any animal we don't okay."
This short story indeed draws her interest.
She doesn't know how many times her has read this story..
again n again..
n now let's share this story
by Rad Bradbury
The sign on the wall seemed to quaver under a film of sliding warm water.
Eckels felt his eyelids blink over his stare, and the sign burned in this momentary darkness:
TIME SAFARI, INC.
SAFARIS TO ANY YEAR IN THE PAST.
YOU NAME THE ANIMAL.
WE TAKE YOU THERE.
YOU SHOOT IT.
Warm phlegm gathered in Eckels' throat;
he swallowed and pushed it down.
The muscles around his mouth formed a smile
as he put his hand slowly out upon the air,
and in that hand waved a check for ten thousand dollars to the man behind the desk.
"Does this safari guarantee I come back alive?"
"We guarantee nothing," said the official, "except the dinosaurs."
He turned.
"This is Mr. Travis, your Safari Guide in the Past. He'll tell you what and where to shoot.
If he says no shooting, no shooting.
If you disobey instructions, there's a stiff penalty of another ten thousand dollars,
plus possible government action, on your return."
Eckels glanced across the vast office at a mass and tangle,
a snaking and humming of wires and steel boxes,
at an aurora that flickered now orange, now silver, now blue.
There was a sound like a gigantic bonfire burning all of Time,
all the years and all the parchment calendars,
all the hours piled high and set aflame.
A touch of the hand and this burning would,
on the instant, beautifully reverse itself.
Eckels remembered the wording in the advertisements to the letter.
Out of chars and ashes,
out of dust and coals,
like golden salamanders,
the old years, the green years, might leap;
roses sweeten the air,
white hair turn Irish-black,
wrinkles vanish;
all, everything fly back to seed,
flee death, r
ush down to their beginnings,
suns rise in western skies and set in glorious easts,
moons eat themselves opposite to the custom,
all and everything cupping one in another like Chinese boxes, rabbits into hats,
all and everything returning to the fresh death,
the seed death, the green death, to the time before the beginning.
A touch of a hand might do it, the merest touch of a hand.
"Unbelievable." Eckels breathed,
the light of the Machine on his thin face.
"A real Time Machine." He shook his head.
"Makes you think,
If the election had gone badly yesterday,
I might be here now running away from the results. T
hank God Keith won.
He'll make a fine President of the United States."
"Yes," said the man behind the desk.
"We're lucky.
If Deutscher had gotten in,
we'd have the worst kind of dictatorship.
There's an anti everything man for you,
a militarist, anti-Christ, anti-human, anti-intellectual.
People called us up, you know,
joking but not joking.
Said if Deutscher became President
they wanted to go live in 1492.
Of course it's not our business to conduct Escapes,
but to form Safaris. Anyway, Keith's President now.
All you got to worry about is-"
"Shooting my dinosaur," Eckels finished it for him.
"A Tyrannosaurus Rex.
The Tyrant Lizard,
the most incredible monster in history.
Sign this release.
Anything happens to you, we're not responsible.
Those dinosaurs are hungry."
Eckels flushed angrily. "Trying to scare me!"
"Frankly, yes.
We don't want anyone going who'll panic at the first shot.
Six Safari leaders were killed last year, and a dozen hunters.
We're here to give you the severest thrill a real hunter ever asked for. T
raveling you back sixty million years to bag the biggest game in all of Time.
Your personal check's still there. Tear it up."
Mr. Eckels looked at the check. His fingers twitched.
"Good luck," said the man behind the desk.
"Mr. Travis, he's all yours."
They moved silently across the room,
taking their guns with them,
toward the Machine,
toward the silver metal and the roaring light.
First a day and then a night and then a day and then a night,
then it was day-night-day-night.
A week, a month, a year, a decade!
A.D. 2055. A.D. 2019. 1999! 1957! Gone!
The Machine roared.
They put on their oxygen helmets and tested the intercoms.
Eckels swayed on the padded seat,
his face pale, his jaw stiff.
He felt the trembling in his arms
and he looked down and found his hands tight on the new rifle. T
here were four other men in the Machine.
Travis, the Safari Leader, his assistant, Lesperance, and two other hunters, Billings and Kramer.
They sat looking at each other, and the years blazed around them.
"Can these guns get a dinosaur cold?"
Eckels felt his mouth saying.
"If you hit them right," said Travis on the helmet radio.
"Some dinosaurs have two brains,
one in the head,
another far down the spinal column.
We stay away from those.
That's stretching luck.
Put your first two shots into the eyes
, if you can, blind them, and go back into the brain."
The Machine howled.
Time was a film run backward.
Suns fled and ten million moons fled after them.
"Think," said Eckels.
"Every hunter that ever lived would envy us today. This makes Africa seem like Illinois."
The Machine slowed; its scream fell to a murmur.
The Machine stopped.
The sun stopped in the sky.
The fog that had enveloped the Machine blew away and they were in an old time,
a very old time indeed,
three hunters and two Safari Heads with their blue metal guns across their knees.
"Christ isn't born yet," said Travis,
"Moses has not gone to the mountains to talk with God. T
he Pyramids are still in the earth,
waiting to be cut out and put up.
Remember that.
Alexander, Caesar, Napoleon, Hitler-none of them exists."
The man nodded.
"That" - Mr. Travis pointed -
"is the jungle of sixty million two thousand and fifty-five years before President Keith."
He indicated a metal path
that struck off into green wilderness, over streaming swamp, among giant ferns and palms.
"And that," he said, "
is the Path, laid by Time Safari for your use,
It floats six inches above the earth.
Doesn't touch so much as one grass blade, flower, or tree.
It's an anti-gravity metal.
Its purpose is to keep you from touching this world of the past in any way.
Stay on the Path. Don't go off it. I repeat. Don't go off.
For any reason!
If you fall off, there's a penalty. And don't shoot any animal we don't okay."
20100511
20100509
满满
太阳 也许会想休息
放纵了乌云会挡住你
回到我 怀里的北极星
但你不用着急 我会找到你
喔 ~~我绝不会让你 一个人孤单旅行
天空 难免会飘起雨
淋湿你背影为你努力
我坚定 挂上彩虹的心彩绘所有担心
期待和你贴近(你和我更贴近)
不怕你的眼神 会落在哪座国境
有时不安 满满
因为爱情 满满
不用害怕会明白 这坦白的未来
失去更勇敢 酝酿最醇的爱
喔 ~~我知道我为谁 存在
有时感动 满满
因为爱你 满满
你懂得让我释怀
并肩一起看海
再多的失望 比不上这对白
喔 ~~我的生命因为你 满满
时间 会犹豫会呼吸
会为我们停会随心跳 倒转到
任何怀念场景要一直相信你
要一直依赖你(要一直抱着你)
向全世界放映 关于我们的电影
有时不安 满满
因为爱情 满满
不用害怕会明白 这坦白的未来
失去更勇敢 酝酿最醇的爱
喔 ~~我知道我为谁 存在
有时感动 满满
因为爱你 满满
你懂得让我释怀 并肩一起看海
再多的失望 比不上这对白
喔 ~~我的生命因为你 满满
有时不安 满满
因为爱情 满满不用害怕会明白 这坦白的未来
失去更勇敢 酝酿最醇的爱
我知道我为谁 存在
喔~~~ 耶~~~
我的生命因为你 满满
May May Mothers' day
Haiz..it's May now..
Time elapses..
7th May
Our Ms Jen's birthday
we gave her a surprise when she was about to open gate for eunice..
we were all outside!
hehe
holding the cake weighted 2 kg
my hands were shaking
haha
She was so happy
we can see =)
de cake was so nice eh..
i said de la, secret recipe doesnt mean it is nice..
baker's cottage is nicer! haha
The next day
her wives gave her a surprise in class by putting her a video clip
it was a great success as the backgraound mucis was so touching *__*
she cried!!
Jen was crying!
i successfully recorded it =D
After skul
1pm sharp
i couldnt wait for techer to dismiss us
i rushed out to the gate
once i reached home
i grabbed my towel n took a quick bath
i packed everything n i dressed up nicely
i think...hmm..he shud like it =D
cuz i rarely wear skirt =)
he fetched me n we went back to his house n wait for him to take bath
i fell sleep in the living room
which his mum was there too
haha
it was a nice date!!
we shud have went swimming n enjoyed our ouple world
jeff n james wanted to come along
he would never say No
haha
ok, they came
arhgggggg
i was so shy to wear bikini in front of them though they r gays..
>________<
anyway, pavilion wont allow us to wear a t shirt
so...
sei zao sei la!! =<
they were playing with the jacuzzci
enjoying their own sweet time
me n him went swimming
hehe
it was so seet when he hugged me in his arms n turn me round n round in the swimming pool
yea, there were only we two hehe
in the spacious simming pool
i hopped the time woukld stop at that moent
it was so warm in his arms ^__^
we went for sauna afterwards
haha
my skin became so smooth ( i wasnt de one who said it =P )
cuz i put on mask while enjoying my sauna
really
vy effective
try it out yourself n__n
we went Dragon-I with his colleagues
Oh my god, connie n her husband are so sweet
it really shows how much a guy love for the girl if he does this on facebook..
she looks so slim though she is pregnant
envy larrrrr!
maggie was ther to meet us
hmm at 1st i felt quite akwward as i din talk to her b4
but she is friendly hehe
we all met @ starbucks
mocha mocha..super nice! hehe
he really gonna gik sei as i drank so fast =D
but bo bian, he knows i am always haha
we all watched Ip Man2
which i would never watch if he didnt ask for
he likes this kind of movies
surprisingly, the movie was awesome!!
it was totally diff from what i imagine
nice nice.. really!
but Iron man2..pls la, i dun1 haha
when we were about to leave cinema
i almost fainted
due to..? i dunno
mayb blood donation? mayb insufficient rest?
i was blank til they finished supper
i really got no appetite to eat
sorry =( for spoiling the ambience..
he fetched me home asap
i was reluctant to go home
cuz i know we wont have time meeting each other in the coming weekend
but i had to
cuz i felt so not well
*th May
we went to parkroyal hotel for..hehe
secret anyway just have some pic here
n i met sevinni eh!! miss her lotss!
we went to times square for BBQ n we bought stuffs
Time elapses..
7th May
Our Ms Jen's birthday
we gave her a surprise when she was about to open gate for eunice..
we were all outside!
hehe
holding the cake weighted 2 kg
my hands were shaking
haha
She was so happy
we can see =)
de cake was so nice eh..
i said de la, secret recipe doesnt mean it is nice..
baker's cottage is nicer! haha
The next day
her wives gave her a surprise in class by putting her a video clip
it was a great success as the backgraound mucis was so touching *__*
she cried!!
Jen was crying!
i successfully recorded it =D
After skul
1pm sharp
i couldnt wait for techer to dismiss us
i rushed out to the gate
once i reached home
i grabbed my towel n took a quick bath
i packed everything n i dressed up nicely
i think...hmm..he shud like it =D
cuz i rarely wear skirt =)
he fetched me n we went back to his house n wait for him to take bath
i fell sleep in the living room
which his mum was there too
haha
it was a nice date!!
we shud have went swimming n enjoyed our ouple world
jeff n james wanted to come along
he would never say No
haha
ok, they came
arhgggggg
i was so shy to wear bikini in front of them though they r gays..
>________<
anyway, pavilion wont allow us to wear a t shirt
so...
sei zao sei la!! =<
they were playing with the jacuzzci
enjoying their own sweet time
me n him went swimming
hehe
it was so seet when he hugged me in his arms n turn me round n round in the swimming pool
yea, there were only we two hehe
in the spacious simming pool
i hopped the time woukld stop at that moent
it was so warm in his arms ^__^
we went for sauna afterwards
haha
my skin became so smooth ( i wasnt de one who said it =P )
cuz i put on mask while enjoying my sauna
really
vy effective
try it out yourself n__n
we went Dragon-I with his colleagues
Oh my god, connie n her husband are so sweet
it really shows how much a guy love for the girl if he does this on facebook..
she looks so slim though she is pregnant
envy larrrrr!
maggie was ther to meet us
hmm at 1st i felt quite akwward as i din talk to her b4
but she is friendly hehe
we all met @ starbucks
mocha mocha..super nice! hehe
he really gonna gik sei as i drank so fast =D
but bo bian, he knows i am always haha
we all watched Ip Man2
which i would never watch if he didnt ask for
he likes this kind of movies
surprisingly, the movie was awesome!!
it was totally diff from what i imagine
nice nice.. really!
but Iron man2..pls la, i dun1 haha
when we were about to leave cinema
i almost fainted
due to..? i dunno
mayb blood donation? mayb insufficient rest?
i was blank til they finished supper
i really got no appetite to eat
sorry =( for spoiling the ambience..
he fetched me home asap
i was reluctant to go home
cuz i know we wont have time meeting each other in the coming weekend
but i had to
cuz i felt so not well
*th May
we went to parkroyal hotel for..hehe
secret anyway just have some pic here
n i met sevinni eh!! miss her lotss!
we went to times square for BBQ n we bought stuffs
haha
afterwards, we headed to Pavilion as she wanted to buy mother's day gift
n i wanted to meet him hehe
No no no! i din see him in uniforn for quite some time
i miss the look so much!!! haha
he came out n complaint why u always wear dress when u hang out with fran huh??
haha
dunno
cuz she wears dress to match me but u dun! how bout u wear dress next time? =P
it was sweet though we cannot hug when he is in uniform
hmm..not decent ma XD
i chose a present for her n we left
again, i felt not well
almost get into an accident =(
sorry fran, u were shocked
kuan long is really a good fren leh
he fetched me to somewhere to get ppl's camera
=D
i slept whole day from 5 pm..
scary
til 8 am the next day
9th May
Happy Mothers' Day!!
I sent msg to those important women in my life
i cried so terribly when i was typing meesage for my mummy..
almost an hour
i sent to my mummy, my mama, my suk meh, ses's mummy, fran's mummy n wk's mummy
n i wished my grandma verbally
they are important in my life =)
when my mummy replied me
my tears flowed non-stop
Mummy, i meant it n i hope it will come true in the coming generations!
^__^
went for family dinner
hehe
happy mothers' day to everyone
i went night market with my mummy
keping then followed by maluri
hehe
wow, it wa like a gathering in night market
1st sevinni n her sis
then my elder younger bro =D
then kuan long n shaun
then jee vern n chong ching
then my youngest bro
haha
but i was in rush!! really rush!!
to meet someone who was in trouble =(
i hope u'll be fine soon
=)
haiz
exam weeks
i know i can do it =)
all de best to everyone!
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