Hacking the Good days…

… easy. Check the picture out. Click the link for extra notes.

(Nop, I can’t believe I am procrastinating, either).

To summarize, Alex just restored my sanity that was gone for the past few days.  Thank you, man.  I owe you a ginormous time.

Thanks God, for allowing my idiosyncracy.

Updates:  I am gonna have my lower left wisdom tooth removed tomorrow, wish me luck.

I friend sent me a forwarded email and it was a great story to start a day, especially when it reminded me there is something bigger than my thesis (!)

Have your tissues ready and enjoy. Sometimes the innocence of children will remind us of what is important in life.

The Doll and The Rose:

I was walking around in a store. I saw a cashier

hand this little boy his money back saying “I’m sorry,

but you don’t have enough money to buy This doll.”

Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to

him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?”

The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t

have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.”

Then she asked him to stay there for 5 minutes

while she went to look around. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who

he wished to give this doll to.

“It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted

so much for this Christmas. She was so sure that

Santa Claus would bring it to her.”

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus will bring

it to her after all, and not to worry.

But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t

bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the

doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my

sister when she goes there.”

His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister

has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy

is going to see God very soon too, so I thought

that she could take the doll with her to give it to

my sister.”

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told Daddy

to tell Mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I

come back from the mall.”

Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he

was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take

my picture with her so she won’t forget me.”

“I love my Mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave

me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my

little sister.”

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes,very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy.

“What if we checked again, just in case you do have

enough money?”

“OK” he said “I hope that I have enough.” I added some

of my money to his without him seeing and we started

to count it. There was enough for the doll and even

some spare money.

The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me

enough money!”

Then he looked at me and added “I asked yesterday

before I slept for God to make sure I have enough

money to buy this doll so that mommy can give it to

my sister. He heard me!”

“I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white

rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for

too much. But He gave me enough to buy the Doll

and a White Rose.”

“My Mommy loves White Roses.”

A few minutes later, the old lady came again and I

left with my basket.

I finished my shopping in a totally different state from

when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days

ago, which mentioned of a drunk man in a truck, who hit

a car, where there was one young lady and a little Girl.

The little girl died right away, and the Mother was left in

a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull

the plug on the Life-assisting machine, because the

young lady would not be able to recover from the coma.

Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read

in the newspaper that the young lady had passed away.

I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white

roses and I went to the funeral home where the body

of the young woman was there for people to view and

make last wishes before the burial.

She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white

rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the

doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had

been changed forever.

The love that this little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a

drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

This guy was digged for his trick on telemarketer, and the loop was hilarious to hear :

Today I recorded a bunch of different voices sounding really interested in what a telemarketer would be offering. Have a listen:

Telemarketer.mp3 (600KB)

As much as it was funny, it was very sad at the same time.  Alas, telemarketers.  As much as we’re annoyed by you guys, we feel sorry for you too.

Double Damn.  (a good thing about being with yourself is you can curse whatever you want.)
Pardon my French but I just lost my brain.  I forgot to take away my left wisdom teeth today.  How could I possibly mess up the time????

I am so pissed.  I’m gonne kill some random babies wandering in HKU.

I’ve been using Google homepage for a while, personally I quite like the ‘quote of the day’ widget, until today:

If you trust Google more than your doctor than maybe it’s time to switch doctors.
- Jadelr and Cristina Cordova

Are you sure these quotes are disinterested in Google?  Surprise, suprise.  Well, at least it makes me laugh :)

Translated.  I am busy.

Don’t talk to me.

I’ll be a bitch.

Leave me alone.

If you don’t, you are dead.

Coffee or tea?

What though the radiance which was once so bright?

Be now for ever taken from my sight,

Though nothin can bring back the hour

Of splendour in the grass, of glory in the dlower;

We will grieve not, rather find

Strength in what remains behind

William Wordsworth

It was a great day to begin with, having lunch with M catching up as she just came back from Singapore. And Julie dropped by too and we had some great time, you know, me ranting and she pacifying :) Good Julie :)

So what happened was that when I was typing at my office today a folder dropped on my keyboard and knocked out a keytab ‘R’. Right. Worse still it was actually broken so I will HAVE TO take my mac to fix before I leave for London in two weeks. I’m gonna finish my thesis tonight *seriously*, have it proofread tomorrow and start getting a life.

But of course, to make myself feel better, I resort to formatting the powerbook for my sister.

Yes, we can’t format our lives or like, brains of jerks. But there is still hope. Because we can format our powerbooks.

I am very proud to introduce you, a new member of my family,

A 12″ powerbook!  Based on the wonderful social capital of Miss Vivian I got this incredible deal of HK$2,500 (US$320) for this brandnew, rarely used powerbook for Alice’s birthday present!

I’m so excited….

/happily formatting the mac