Freeloaders and leechers

I tuned into the radio a couple of days ago while driving, and this is quite a rare thing for me to do, because usually I would opt to listen to my own Cds instead of tuning into the radio as I’m quite against payola that’s practiced by most radio station. I consider listening to songs that’s just mediocre but aired so many times a day that one would have lost count something stressful. Besides payola, I also lack tolerance towards annoying deejays and the calling-ins session, where Q&A are sometimes so stupid that you could have given anything to strangle both the deejay on air as well as their obnoxious callers.

However, the other day, when I was about to switched to my regular driving Cd, my ears caught a discussion that interest me. It was about freeloaders and it immediately flared me up, because I really lack tolerance for freeloaders, among other things.

I wasn’t really paying attention to the discussion, however, I thought freeloading is quite a despicable thing to do, especially for working and married adults. I can never tolerate someone who are selfish enough to practice freeloading. I’ve experienced such thing in my life, where people that I know, be it friends or relative takes advantage of me pretty often, as I have the tendency of treating people for tea or a meal every now and then. It’s a learned behaviour. My father is the kind of people who will pay for group lunch, etc. He’s a charitable man, and he believed that what goes round will come around. To a certain degree, I’m in agreement with my dear father, but unlike him, I have limits because my savings account could not afford to be so charitable towards undeserving people.

Let’s take this as an example, shall we?When one goes out for a group lunch or even a midnight tea session, sometimes, one person would be offering to pay the bills, right? It’s common for close friends or relative to pay the bills for one another every now and then, and next time the group go out together, a different person would be offering to clear the bills. However, I am sure some of you noticed that sometimes there’s at least one person who never once offered to pay the bills or even pay up for his or her part. What’s worst, after a few times, that particular person would probably sit there and just let others settle his bill and behaves as if it’s other’s responsibility to pay for what he had ordered.

I am not sure what contribute to this kind of negative attitude-are they stingy or have financial problems? My guess it’s not really financial situation that contribute to such thing, as some people would rather starve when they do not have money rather than leech around for a free lunch or two.

Frankly speaking, I think freeloaders are selfish kind of people. They keep their own money for their own personal usage. They could splurge on a shopping spree and even swipe the cards to their heart content yet they have no common courtesy to even offer to pay for themselves during group lunch, dinner and whatnot. When family and friends are fed up with their attitude and shy away from them, they would find new victim who would be willing to pay for them. And the cycle would go on and on endlessly.

Freeloaders will usually leech and leech from others countlessly and would never feel ashame about it. They are thick-skinned people with lack of courtesy to even begin with. They don’t give a damn on what others thought about their attitude. Absolutely thick skinned species of human. But these kind, is still tolerable to certain extent because the amount of money is not so huge, unless of course, you do maths according to the accumulate amount they leeched from you.

The type of freeloader that I could never ever tolerate is the kind that involves big money where they would rely on others for stylish and lavish lifestyle when they could not afford to live such a lifestyle. These are the kind of people that disgust me to no end. Some girls would opt to be a sugarbaby so that they could have an easy life by leeching their sugardaddies. Some women are willing to to be a married man’s mistress just so that she could go on shopping spree as often as they would make trip to toilet to urinate.

There’s of course those relative freeloaders who do not know how to live within their means. Some married men would want the best  and branded stuff for their wife and children, but could not afford to do so, and so would resort to sending off their kids to their parents or in laws to take care of their kids for them, and never contribute a single cent to their parents or in laws for taking care of their children for them. These people will turn a deaf ear when their parents or in laws try to ‘extort’ money from them. They will give excuse, saying that they are not financially stable when in truth, they are spending those money for their own enjoyment, eg, second car, vacation, golf trips, etc. Some men allowed their wife to swipe their cards and when they are in debt, they would hunt some poor friends or relative to ‘borrow’ them some money so that they could clear their credit card debts. Those money, of course are as good as gone, as they never intend to return the money in the first place.

I really hate freeloaders, as I think it’s a selfish act, and rather unethical sometimes, depending on the situation. But while we can avoid and be frank with friends or colleague who have tendency to freeload, how do we avoid or tell off relatives who tend to freeload and you could not say anything to them because you are afraid that by doing so, they will get mad at you and severe family ties or even spread nasty rumours about you within your family caused others to shun and shy away from you?

Trust me on this, freeloaders are not only skilled in extorting and leeching money from people, but they are also skilled in defaming and ruining other’s reputation too. So, how do you handle this kind of people? I am not the brightest crayon in the box, and i hope my dear readers would spare some time to share their experience in dealing with freeloaders.

Cleffairy: Living within your means is a noble thing to do.

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Don’t wait til…

I went shopping last night. Shopping was never my favourite past time. I hate the crowds, I hate those pretty and expensive goods that I can only look at and not buy, and I hate those obnoxious and ignorant mall personnel who sometimes walk around not knowing what planet they’re living in when you ask them questions about the goods that’s sold there. I hate the cashiers who yak, and so the list goes on…

To make long story short, I am a weird woman. I hate shopping. It gives me nothing but eyesore and feet that hurts by the time I was done walking around the mall. But those eyesore and feet that hurt I can tolerate. I’ll take any of those torture, but I cannot tolerate brats that’s running around and was unsupervised by their parents. I find it annoying like hell! Don’t get me wrong,I don’t hate children. I love them, and I’ve been working with them in various ways since I graduated. I just hate it when children are let loose in the mall as if no danger will approach them. And I hate it even more when I heard announcement that’s announcing a child looking for his or her parents. Last night, a boy and his sister was lost in the mall and was brought to the announcement booth. So instead of showing off what I bought  for CNY last night, I have a message for shopaholic parents:

Dear parents, please take care of your children when you are shopping. Don’t wait til a cute child like this

nurinjpg

End up like this, kidnapped and sexually molested in the most inhumane way and finally die painfully because of your lack of supervision.

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For readers who are not Malaysian or have been hiding in a cave somewhere, the answer to your question is a YES, the picture of the dead body above is the picture of the cute little girl that’s in the first picture. She’s Nurin Jazlin Jazimin. Kidnapped because of lack of supervision on her parent’s part. She was 8, and went out of the safety of her home to buy something in a night market WITHOUT PARENTS SUPERVISION.

Her dead body was found stuffed in a sports bag, and even her parents could not recognize her dead body and DNA test was required to determined the identity after her death. Her dead body was found in the most pitiful condition. She was bruised and battered, and according to the medical officers, she was sexually abused in the most inhumane way til she finally could not take it anymore and died a slow, bloody and painful death.

Parents, is your shopping session more important than your children that you allowed them to run around without anyone supervising them? Are you not aware of crime that’s involving children in Malaysia?

crime-on-children

People with bad intentions are everywhere. Please, protect your children. Do not let them loose without supervision. You seriously do not wish your children to suffer the same fate as Nurin Jazlin Jazimin, or those children above do you? There’s no use crying over spill milk, so please, supervise your children before it’s too late, I beg of you!

Cleffairy: Shopping is never therapeutic for me. Especially when the price is pointing to the sky and children are running around loose as if their parents are wishing for people to take their children away from them. One could never shop with a peace of mind with environment like these!

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Don’t wait til…

I went shopping last night. Shopping was never my favourite past time. I hate the crowds, I hate those pretty and expensive goods that I can only look at and not buy, and I hate those obnoxious and ignorant mall personnel who sometimes walk around not knowing what planet they’re living in when you ask them questions about the goods that’s sold there. I hate the cashiers who yak, and so the list goes on…

To make long story short, I am a weird woman. I hate shopping. It gives me nothing but eyesore and feet that hurts by the time I was done walking around the mall. But those eyesore and feet that hurt I can tolerate. I’ll take any of those torture, but I cannot tolerate brats that’s running around and was unsupervised by their parents. I find it annoying like hell! Don’t get me wrong,I don’t hate children. I love them, and I’ve been working with them in various ways since I graduated. I just hate it when children are let loose in the mall as if no danger will approach them. And I hate it even more when I heard announcement that’s announcing a child looking for his or her parents. Last night, a boy and his sister was lost in the mall and was brought to the announcement booth. So instead of showing off what I bought  for CNY last night, I have a message for shopaholic parents:

Dear parents, please take care of your children when you are shopping. Don’t wait til a cute child like this

nurinjpg

End up like this, kidnapped and sexually molested in the most inhumane way and finally die painfully because of your lack of supervision.

pix_top_09191

For readers who are not Malaysian or have been hiding in a cave somewhere, the answer to your question is a YES, the picture of the dead body above is the picture of the cute little girl that’s in the first picture. She’s Nurin Jazlin Jazimin. Kidnapped because of lack of supervision on her parent’s part. She was 8, and went out of the safety of her home to buy something in a night market WITHOUT PARENTS SUPERVISION.

Her dead body was found stuffed in a sports bag, and even her parents could not recognize her dead body and DNA test was required to determined the identity after her death. Her dead body was found in the most pitiful condition. She was bruised and battered, and according to the medical officers, she was sexually abused in the most inhumane way til she finally could not take it anymore and died a slow, bloody and painful death.

Parents, is your shopping session more important than your children that you allowed them to run around without anyone supervising them? Are you not aware of crime that’s involving children in Malaysia?

crime-on-children

People with bad intentions are everywhere. Please, protect your children. Do not let them loose without supervision. You seriously do not wish your children to suffer the same fate as Nurin Jazlin Jazimin, or those children above do you? There’s no use crying over spill milk, so please, supervise your children before it’s too late, I beg of you!

Cleffairy: Shopping is never therapeutic for me. Especially when the price is pointing to the sky and children are running around loose as if their parents are wishing for people to take their children away from them. One could never shop with a peace of mind with environment like these!

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Don’t wait til…

I went shopping last night. Shopping was never my favourite past time. I hate the crowds, I hate those pretty and expensive goods that I can only look at and not buy, and I hate those obnoxious and ignorant mall personnel who sometimes walk around not knowing what planet they’re living in when you ask them questions about the goods that’s sold there. I hate the cashiers who yak, and so the list goes on…

To make long story short, I am a weird woman. I hate shopping. It gives me nothing but eyesore and feet that hurts by the time I was done walking around the mall. But those eyesore and feet that hurt I can tolerate. I’ll take any of those torture, but I cannot tolerate brats that’s running around and was unsupervised by their parents. I find it annoying like hell! Don’t get me wrong,I don’t hate children. I love them, and I’ve been working with them in various ways since I graduated. I just hate it when children are let loose in the mall as if no danger will approach them. And I hate it even more when I heard announcement that’s announcing a child looking for his or her parents. Last night, a boy and his sister was lost in the mall and was brought to the announcement booth. So instead of showing off what I bought  for CNY last night, I have a message for shopaholic parents:

Dear parents, please take care of your children when you are shopping. Don’t wait til a cute child like this

nurinjpg

End up like this, kidnapped and sexually molested in the most inhumane way and finally die painfully because of your lack of supervision.

pix_top_09191

For readers who are not Malaysian or have been hiding in a cave somewhere, the answer to your question is a YES, the picture of the dead body above is the picture of the cute little girl that’s in the first picture. She’s Nurin Jazlin Jazimin. Kidnapped because of lack of supervision on her parent’s part. She was 8, and went out of the safety of her home to buy something in a night market WITHOUT PARENTS SUPERVISION.

Her dead body was found stuffed in a sports bag, and even her parents could not recognize her dead body and DNA test was required to determined the identity after her death. Her dead body was found in the most pitiful condition. She was bruised and battered, and according to the medical officers, she was sexually abused in the most inhumane way til she finally could not take it anymore and died a slow, bloody and painful death.

Parents, is your shopping session more important than your children that you allowed them to run around without anyone supervising them? Are you not aware of crime that’s involving children in Malaysia?

crime-on-children

People with bad intentions are everywhere. Please, protect your children. Do not let them loose without supervision. You seriously do not wish your children to suffer the same fate as Nurin Jazlin Jazimin, or those children above do you? There’s no use crying over spill milk, so please, supervise your children before it’s too late, I beg of you!

Cleffairy: Shopping is never therapeutic for me. Especially when the price is pointing to the sky and children are running around loose as if their parents are wishing for people to take their children away from them. One could never shop with a peace of mind with environment like these!

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Don't wait til…

I went shopping last night. Shopping was never my favourite past time. I hate the crowds, I hate those pretty and expensive goods that I can only look at and not buy, and I hate those obnoxious and ignorant mall personnel who sometimes walk around not knowing what planet they’re living in when you ask them questions about the goods that’s sold there. I hate the cashiers who yak, and so the list goes on…

To make long story short, I am a weird woman. I hate shopping. It gives me nothing but eyesore and feet that hurts by the time I was done walking around the mall. But those eyesore and feet that hurt I can tolerate. I’ll take any of those torture, but I cannot tolerate brats that’s running around and was unsupervised by their parents. I find it annoying like hell! Don’t get me wrong,I don’t hate children. I love them, and I’ve been working with them in various ways since I graduated. I just hate it when children are let loose in the mall as if no danger will approach them. And I hate it even more when I heard announcement that’s announcing a child looking for his or her parents. Last night, a boy and his sister was lost in the mall and was brought to the announcement booth. So instead of showing off what I bought  for CNY last night, I have a message for shopaholic parents:

Dear parents, please take care of your children when you are shopping. Don’t wait til a cute child like this

nurinjpg

End up like this, kidnapped and sexually molested in the most inhumane way and finally die painfully because of your lack of supervision.

pix_top_09191

For readers who are not Malaysian or have been hiding in a cave somewhere, the answer to your question is a YES, the picture of the dead body above is the picture of the cute little girl that’s in the first picture. She’s Nurin Jazlin Jazimin. Kidnapped because of lack of supervision on her parent’s part. She was 8, and went out of the safety of her home to buy something in a night market WITHOUT PARENTS SUPERVISION.

Her dead body was found stuffed in a sports bag, and even her parents could not recognize her dead body and DNA test was required to determined the identity after her death. Her dead body was found in the most pitiful condition. She was bruised and battered, and according to the medical officers, she was sexually abused in the most inhumane way til she finally could not take it anymore and died a slow, bloody and painful death.

Parents, is your shopping session more important than your children that you allowed them to run around without anyone supervising them? Are you not aware of crime that’s involving children in Malaysia?

crime-on-children

People with bad intentions are everywhere. Please, protect your children. Do not let them loose without supervision. You seriously do not wish your children to suffer the same fate as Nurin Jazlin Jazimin, or those children above do you? There’s no use crying over spill milk, so please, supervise your children before it’s too late, I beg of you!

Cleffairy: Shopping is never therapeutic for me. Especially when the price is pointing to the sky and children are running around loose as if their parents are wishing for people to take their children away from them. One could never shop with a peace of mind with environment like these!

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A girl who was forgotten…

We get worked up pretty fast on sensationalize news in the media, be it in the printing presses or the electronic media like tv, radio or even the net. However, we also tend to forget things very easily too as times goes by. Am I right, my precious readers? We do tend to forget things that was plastered all over the media as time passes. Let’s be frank. We often see thought provoking news, gossip about it for a couple of month and then, one day, wham, we’ll forget about it and will never bring up the matter that was once so important that we sometimes discuss it over our tea session or small talks ever again.

Today, I would like to talk about a girl who was forgotten by most Malaysian. She made quite a headline in the news almost one year ago, and she had been a topic to gossip about during tea breaks or family dinners. Bloggers blogged about her for quite some time. She was a hot topic in mainstream media and new media. She was a star. Her poster was plastered all over public and private premises in Malaysia. But today, nobody talked,write or blogged about her anymore. She was all but forgotten and became another news that’s fading away with time. Her news reports, her poster are worth nothing but a nasi lemak wrapper now.

Do you know who am I talking about? Do you remember who that girl was, my dear readers? Do you remember her name? Some might have forgotten about her, so allow me to jolt your memories a little bit. The girl who once was a figure that have her posters plastered all over Malaysia but now forgotten is Sharlinie Mohd. Nashar. She was reported missing on 9thJanuary2008. It’s almost one year since she was reported missing from the safety of her home. The authorities suspected that Sharlinie was kidnapped. Below was the poster that used to be plastered all around Malaysia and cyberspace.

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Almost one year ago, the police, the media, bloggers and even those bloody politicians alike were working like a mad dog overdosed on caffeine to look for her. Last year, politicians took advantage of the missing girl’s news to campaign about it and made the public believe that they truly care for this missing girl as general election was near and it’s a good publicity to ‘talk’ about this girl. They tried to gain popularity by pretending to care about this girl. What happened to those hypocrite and unscrupulous politicians now? What happened? Why were they silenced now? Bloody hell, all those asshole of politicians care now is just about their party and lust for power. I am truly disgusted with those two-faced hypocrite bastards.

The police even went as far as checking private residential without warrant during Chinese New Year to look for this girl,which I seriously think is damn wrong as searching for something or someone in the civilian’s home who is not a crime suspect is a form of abuse and invasion of human rights as well as privacy. How do we know the one who’s doing the freak search is a real police or some thief or rapist dressing up as one? What’s more, it was done during festive season who most went back hometown to spend time with their families. What happened to the aggressive search for the missing girl now? Did the police give up looking for this girl and considered the case close? Have they forgotten about the little girl too like most Malaysians? Or they simply found better things to do like stopping cars and issue summonses to people who do not buckle up their seatbelt behind?

Almost everyone I know forgot about this girl. What happened, actually? Why everyone forgot about her? The search for her seems to be halted and went on hiatus. There was no updates about her, the latest news about her family was in September 2008, which is more than three months ago. Even the families are no longer venting and ranting or even begging the authorities and the media to look for their daughter. Last check, Sharlinie’s family moved away to another state so that they could ‘start a new life’. What does that supposed to mean? Did they lost hope on her or something? Don’t they want to know if their child is dead or alive?

Everyone seems to move on, but why can’t I forget about the horror of the news that’s seems no longer hold any importance anymore? Why the news is still haunting me after one year? Am I a freak?

Sharlinie is not my child. But I could not help wondering what happened to her, where she is right now, and whether she’s still alive somewhere or suffered the same fate as Nurin Jazlin Jazimin, the cute little girl who was found sexually abused and dead on 17th September 2007. I wonder if Sharlinie is a victim of murder or a victim of child trafficking and prostitution? Nobody gives me updates now. She seems to be erased from everyone’s memories. Nobody talk about her or even remember her now.

I would have gone crazy if she was my child. I wouldn’t be able to move on, and I would definitely be hit by a severe case of depression and anxiety she was my child. I can have another child to fill my longing for my missing child, but it would never be the same. I would still give my missing child a thought if I am in those parent’s shoes. I will not forget easily. Well, I probably would have, but I can assure you, if it happened to me, I would not forget in just one year time.

When I see how easily the family, the public and the authorities alike have forgotten about the missing child, I could not help but wonder if the news is merely a tool to earn public attention and sympathy. Sometimes I really wonder… if the news about her was merely a political game or even a conspiracy.

Frankly speaking, if my child went missing, I would not rest until he or she was found and safe in my arms again. And I would not be such a bloke to make the news of my missing child public because I would be scared to death that my child would be harm as soon as the news is made public. If it’s a kidnap, there is possibility that my family would be contacted for a ransom, so why would I tell and shout to the whole world that my child has gone missing and practically tell the kidnapper through national TV that I know that they had kidnapped my child and tell them to watch out as I’ve sent the authorities to catch them and look for my child?

That would be telling the kidnapper to go ahead and sell my child or even worst, kill my child, isn’t it? I would have allowed the police or private investigators to do their job discreetly so that the kidnapper would not be alarmed. Wouldn’t that raise the possibility that my child will be returned to me safely? Sometimes, I really cannot understand why the parents of some missing children made their case public. Were they having death wish for their kids or something? Did they not know that by making such things public would alarm the criminals and would anger them and the consequences would be fatal to their child?

I pray such thing will never happen to my family and yours, but if that happens, I do hope the families involved would put their child safety a thought first before making the news public and alarm the criminals. I humbly think if the search for missing child is done in a more discreet manner, the possibilities that your child is still safe is higher.

Anyway, before I end this article, I would like to put up the picture of Sharlinie and how she could possibly look like now…though I am not sure if the authorities and the family is still looking for her. I know that the chances of her being safe or even alive is low, but all is not lost yet as long as we do not find her dead body in a sports bag or something. Perhaps, she is still around, and if you see her somewhere, you can contact the authorities for further investigation.

Cleffairy: Do you prefer to announce to the world that you know a thief’s trick and alarm him about it or would you prefer to keep quiet about it and ambush him?

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'Chi trova un amico, trova un tesaro'

Dear Pauline,

(I’m not sure if you’ll be reading this…but heck, I can’t sleep anyway, I might as well write something, so here goes…)

You said, on 7.25pm, 2nd September 2001, which is almost 8 years ago, that ‘chi trova un amico, trova un tesaro’, which means ‘Whoever finds a friend, finds a treasure’ in Italian. I remembered it til this very second, my friend(okay, I cheat, I refered to the autograph you wrote to me back in 2001, I wonder if you still keep mine…been wondering what rubbish I wrote to you last time… LOL).

Let me tell you something, I really did found a treasure. That treasure is you, Pauline. You’ve been a great friend to me, though we’re distance apart. While others are not keeping in touch with me, you’re always there for me, through thick or thins all these years. You listen to all my rants and put up with my Grinchy-ness during Xmas, and my nasty vents during those Chinese New Years,my wails during my bad hair days, and never failed to wish me happy birthday every years since we’ve known each other.

Here’s wishing you a very happy birthday, Pauline. Do know that you’ve always been a sister to me than just a friend.

😀

I really do wish I’m there with you today on your birthday, Pauline. I miss you heaps, we really do have a lot of catching up to do, don’t we? Anyway, hope you have a blast on your birthday, have fun, and live life to the fullest.

Here’s a dedication for you… LOL… Thank God we didn’t sing this song on stage for Teacher’s Day… or else, we would have rolled on the floor laughing at our frog voice today. LMAO.

[youtube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXE4wCTqfL0]

Your friend always,

Liz

ps: *sigh* my mom have the picture of us running in the gunnysack… I can’t really remember running in the gunnysack, do you remember it?

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‘Chi trova un amico, trova un tesaro’

Dear Pauline,

(I’m not sure if you’ll be reading this…but heck, I can’t sleep anyway, I might as well write something, so here goes…)

You said, on 7.25pm, 2nd September 2001, which is almost 8 years ago, that ‘chi trova un amico, trova un tesaro’, which means ‘Whoever finds a friend, finds a treasure’ in Italian. I remembered it til this very second, my friend(okay, I cheat, I refered to the autograph you wrote to me back in 2001, I wonder if you still keep mine…been wondering what rubbish I wrote to you last time… LOL).

Let me tell you something, I really did found a treasure. That treasure is you, Pauline. You’ve been a great friend to me, though we’re distance apart. While others are not keeping in touch with me, you’re always there for me, through thick or thins all these years. You listen to all my rants and put up with my Grinchy-ness during Xmas, and my nasty vents during those Chinese New Years,my wails during my bad hair days, and never failed to wish me happy birthday every years since we’ve known each other.

Here’s wishing you a very happy birthday, Pauline. Do know that you’ve always been a sister to me than just a friend.

😀

I really do wish I’m there with you today on your birthday, Pauline. I miss you heaps, we really do have a lot of catching up to do, don’t we? Anyway, hope you have a blast on your birthday, have fun, and live life to the fullest.

Here’s a dedication for you… LOL… Thank God we didn’t sing this song on stage for Teacher’s Day… or else, we would have rolled on the floor laughing at our frog voice today. LMAO.

[youtube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXE4wCTqfL0]

Your friend always,

Liz

ps: *sigh* my mom have the picture of us running in the gunnysack… I can’t really remember running in the gunnysack, do you remember it?

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‘Chi trova un amico, trova un tesaro’

Dear Pauline,

(I’m not sure if you’ll be reading this…but heck, I can’t sleep anyway, I might as well write something, so here goes…)

You said, on 7.25pm, 2nd September 2001, which is almost 8 years ago, that ‘chi trova un amico, trova un tesaro’, which means ‘Whoever finds a friend, finds a treasure’ in Italian. I remembered it til this very second, my friend(okay, I cheat, I refered to the autograph you wrote to me back in 2001, I wonder if you still keep mine…been wondering what rubbish I wrote to you last time… LOL).

Let me tell you something, I really did found a treasure. That treasure is you, Pauline. You’ve been a great friend to me, though we’re distance apart. While others are not keeping in touch with me, you’re always there for me, through thick or thins all these years. You listen to all my rants and put up with my Grinchy-ness during Xmas, and my nasty vents during those Chinese New Years,my wails during my bad hair days, and never failed to wish me happy birthday every years since we’ve known each other.

Here’s wishing you a very happy birthday, Pauline. Do know that you’ve always been a sister to me than just a friend.

😀

I really do wish I’m there with you today on your birthday, Pauline. I miss you heaps, we really do have a lot of catching up to do, don’t we? Anyway, hope you have a blast on your birthday, have fun, and live life to the fullest.

Here’s a dedication for you… LOL… Thank God we didn’t sing this song on stage for Teacher’s Day… or else, we would have rolled on the floor laughing at our frog voice today. LMAO.

[youtube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZXE4wCTqfL0]

Your friend always,

Liz

ps: *sigh* my mom have the picture of us running in the gunnysack… I can’t really remember running in the gunnysack, do you remember it?

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‘Chi trova un amico, trova un tesaro’

Dear Pauline,

(I’m not sure if you’ll be reading this…but heck, I can’t sleep anyway, I might as well write something, so here goes…)

You said, on 7.25pm, 2nd September 2001, which is almost 8 years ago, that ‘chi trova un amico, trova un tesaro’, which means ‘Whoever finds a friend, finds a treasure’ in Italian. I remembered it til this very second, my friend(okay, I cheat, I refered to the autograph you wrote to me back in 2001, I wonder if you still keep mine…been wondering what rubbish I wrote to you last time… LOL).

Let me tell you something, I really did found a treasure. That treasure is you, Pauline. You’ve been a great friend to me, though we’re distance apart. While others are not keeping in touch with me, you’re always there for me, through thick or thins all these years. You listen to all my rants and put up with my Grinchy-ness during Xmas, and my nasty vents during those Chinese New Years,my wails during my bad hair days, and never failed to wish me happy birthday every years since we’ve known each other.

Here’s wishing you a very happy birthday, Pauline. Do know that you’ve always been a sister to me than just a friend.

😀

I really do wish I’m there with you today on your birthday, Pauline. I miss you heaps, we really do have a lot of catching up to do, don’t we? Anyway, hope you have a blast on your birthday, have fun, and live life to the fullest.

Here’s a dedication for you… LOL… Thank God we didn’t sing this song on stage for Teacher’s Day… or else, we would have rolled on the floor laughing at our frog voice today. LMAO.

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Your friend always,

Liz

ps: *sigh* my mom have the picture of us running in the gunnysack… I can’t really remember running in the gunnysack, do you remember it?

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