one day

hmm...anybody have any idea on how to allow entries to show the title? lost touch with html =(

alright today is a normal day...upon waking up its staring at a book and then lunch! and reading again and dinner again and it goes on. its raining again...so guess it was the perfect weather to read! hahas....
gonna be a cold night again....thinking of you?

anyway, seems that msn has occured some problem...people are logging in or out or cant logged out... that happened to me...cant logged in at 7 plus all the way till 8!! they say its something to do with the earthquake at taiwan...but how in the world would that affect us?! anybody have any idea?

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thoughtful moments now!
thoughts form into ideas.
ideas form into beliefs,attitude, character
beliefs, attitude, character form actions
actions determine your destiny.
SO? u shape your own destiny, its not fated or something (though its nice to think so at times).

example? if u want to know people. you will form the idea of having friends. you will then be friendly. if you are friendly u will accept friends of your fiends on msn. and you may know of a long lost friend! ( say like when the two of you are 3 yrs old?) people may say its fate but hten in the end its really ur choice. =]

or u want to be good. u think of what u have to do to be good. so u go about doing good things, like charity, voluntary work and all...and then u will spend your whole life doing good deeds...there goes ur destiny...

anyway, these examples may not be that good but you should get the drift. haha
oh yar, if u disagree...please do tag! well, if u agree...tag too! and if u are reading this, u have to tag!

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for the bored...found this! enjoy! =D

A little old lady goes into the Chase Manhattan Bank and says she wants to open a savings account. The account person asks her how much she would like to deposit to open the account, and the little old lady says, "Three million dollars."

The account person is startled, and says, "In what form?" and the little old lady says, "Cash. I've got it here in this bag." The account person looks and, sure enough, the lady has a big grocery bag chock full of green bills with big denominations.

This is a highly unusual event, and the account person excuses herself to get the president of the bank to handle this one. He arrives, and escorts the little old lady to his office to handle it personally.

Once in his office, he asks the little old lady where she got so much money.

She says, "Gambling."

"Gambling?" he says. "What sort of gambling?"

"Oh, I make bets with people on all sorts of things, and I usually win. For example, I've got one hundred thousand dollars right here that says by noon tomorrow, your balls will be square, and I'll even give you four to one odds. You got twenty five thousand dollars you'd be willing to wager on that?" she asks.

The bank president is shocked at this sort of thing coming from a sweet little old lady, but he didn't get to be the president of the Chase Manhattan Bank without knowing something about money. "I suppose I could come up with enough to cover that sort of wager, but I wouldn't feel right taking it from you. There's no way you can win a bet like that!"

The little old lady just shakes the bag, and says, "I know what I'm doing. I can afford to lose, though I'm not going to. Is it a bet?"

"Okay, have it your way," says the president, and they shook hands on it.

"See you at eleven-fifty-five tomorrow morning," says the little old lady, and with that she leaves.

The next morning at 11:55, the little old lady arrives with a younger man in a three-piece suit, and is escorted to the bank president's office. The president is a nervous wreck, though a happy one. He's gotten almost no sleep last night, waking every few minutes to feel his balls to check for impending squareness, but nothing happened all night. He has checked hundreds of times that morning, but still nothing.

When the little old lady arrives, he starts to relax, knowing he has won.

"Come in, please have a seat! Who might this gentleman be?" says the president.

"He's my lawyer. For a bet of this size I want to have a witness. Any objections?"

"No, perfectly understandable," says the president. "Well, it's now noon, and I'm still unchanged, so I guess I win!"

"Not so fast!" says the little old lady. "For a hundred grand I want to verify things personally! Please drop your pants."

The bank president is a bit flustered, but agrees that in her position he'd want proof as well, so he drops his pants. The little old lady goes over to him and reaches out to feel the organs in question.

"Okay, you win, here's your hundred grand," says the little old lady, handing over a bag of bills. As she does so, her lawyer starts banging his head against the wall and moaning.

"What's wrong with him?" asks the bank president.

"Oh, he's just upset. Poor loser if you ask me. You see, we had a million dollar bet that I would have the President of the Chase Manhattan Bank by the balls by noon today."
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