sweetspirit

Well

Thu, 22 May 2008 16:57:29 GMT

Well I'm not really sure why I'm blogging , guess it's been a while since I blurted out n e thing I've been thinking ,yep I've been keeping most of my thoughts within . Well I can't believe it's almost mid year . Wow the older I get the quicker the years seem to go by . So far this year has been a sad one .It's also been really hectic . My boys are both playing soccer , in the Northern NSW comp .I at first had told them they couldn't play.I wasn't going to sign them up , but I gave in . After all they wanted to play NRL n I was no way . I honestly thought they'd receive less injuries in soccer , geez I think I got it wrong . So far in the past 3 weeks they've both been concused. Numerous bruises and injuries .I'm a regular at the doctors ,xray ,and hospital .Last week was full on Joe injured in school rep soccer ,after being kicked I the face.Saturday also a bummer .Joe being kicked in the hand during soccer match and now his hand is broken .I tend to be at training 3 evenings per week ,games on Saturday and hospital on weekends . No wonder I don't find time to blog regularly . Oh well maybe if Joe gives up being goalie , nah that won't happen

Asia Cup

Thu, 05 Jul 2007 18:16:18 GMT

I'm looking forward to watching the Asia Cup . Well I think I will watch every game . I'd even like to visit Kl or Indo ;] especially if the Socceroos make it through. Well I betterget some sleep it is 3.25 amand tsk tsk ,i'll have panda eyes. ntcz

If You Forget Me By Pablo Neruda

Sun, 06 Nov 2005 14:22:03 GMT

If You Forget Me By Pablo Neruda I want you to know one thing. You know how this is if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log,everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists: aromas, light, metals were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loveing me I shall stop loving you little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me, for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, ah my love, ah my own, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine. If You Forget Me By Pablo Neruda

CLENCHED SOUL

Sun, 06 Nov 2005 14:20:04 GMT

CLENCHED SOUL - Pablo Neruda We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand while the blue night dropped on the world. I have seen from my window the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops. Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand. I remembered you with my soul clenched in that sadness of mine that you know. Where were you then? Who else was there? Saying what? Why will the whole of love come on me suddenly when I am sad and feel you are far away? The book fell that always closed at twilight and my blue sweater rolled like a hurt dog at my feet. Always, always you recede through the evenings toward the twilight erasing statues.

Pablo Neruda......Saddess Poem

Sun, 06 Nov 2005 14:18:04 GMT

Pablo Neruda......Saddess Poem I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. Write, for instance: "The night is full of stars, and the stars, blue, shiver in the distance." The night wind whirls in the sky and sings. I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too. On nights like this, I held her in my arms. I kissed her so many times under the infinite sky. She loved me, sometimes I loved her. How could I not have loved her large, still eyes? I can write the saddest poem of all tonight. To think I don't have her. To feel that I've lost her. To hear the immense night, more immense without her. And the poem falls to the soul as dew to grass. What does it matter that my love couldn't keep her. The night is full of stars and she is not with me. That's all. Far away, someone sings. Far away. My soul is lost without her. As if to bring her near, my eyes search for her. My heart searches for her and she is not with me. The same night that whitens the same trees. We, we who were, we are the same no longer. I no longer love her, true, but how much I loved her. My voice searched the wind to touch her ear. Saddess Poem Someone else's. She will be someone else's. As she once belonged to my kisses. Her voice, her light body. Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, true, but perhaps I love her. Love is so short and oblivion so long. Because on nights like this I held her in my arms, my soul is lost without her. Although this may be the last pain she causes me, and this may be the last poem I write for her. Pablo Neruda

Terry Vo

Sun, 01 May 2005 10:31:33 GMT

I just finished watching this brave young boy, his simply amazing.I recalled breifly in my mind when at the age of seven i had a tumor removed from the back of my skull , but that's another story my story.This is about Terry Vo a beautifull young brave boy my god bless him and his family and i shall keep in my prayers .You can read some of Terry's story Terry Vo
I know that there is thousands of children in this world suffering and yes i watched my own daughter suffer when she was young and born 13 weeks premie.Okz im off too feed the tribe hehe, before i change the topic too much. Take carez all and wish you all a nice week.

Fashion And The Foong Sisters From Malaysia Australia

Sun, 01 May 2005 10:09:25 GMT

Hey have you guys been keeping the Foong sisters a secret or what?
I read about the talented gals in my local paper , it seems they are a big hit in the fashion world following their win in february as NSW's best new generation designers winning 5000 au.The Sister's Rowena ,Angela and Julia Foong migrated to aussie in 1998 from Malaysia and are Newie gals " Newcastle gals".They have already appeared in numerous mags and will appear in Harpers Bazaar in May. For more info on the Foong gals designs High Tea With Mrs Woo Also you can read about the gals here Time Europe.Gals for what i have read about the gals fashion is it is bold colours and of course i shall be checking out the Mrs Woo's summer 2006 collection, entitled Seven Sundays At the Australian fashion week catwalk. Who knows Mrs Woo's might just be the next best thing. btw let me know if you any of their designs .cheers gals

Thinking back thinking forward

Sun, 01 May 2005 09:32:11 GMT

Lately i have been thinking back ,i don't why but i guess it just happens and some thing reminds me of another time another place.I really hate thinking back to my childhood or teenage years as they are quiet sad n bad memories,well most of them are locked away .But of course they come back at times and then i spend time thinking it through and blocking it out.
But i do have good memories Anyway the other night i was watching American idol and Constantine reminded me of my first bf, he was a drummer ,we use to have lots of fun bashing away on the drums and singing with his band.He was a crappy boyfriend hehe we were always breaking up and getting back together. Anyway in the end we eventually parted he asked me to marry him and i declined,because i felt he only asked me because i was with someone new.
But it was kewl after all i am so certain we were suppose to be friends because he really wasn't my type to arrogant and straight forward,damn certainly a scopio hehe.But he is one of my best friends although we lost touch a few yrs ago,it's kind of the friendship that if we talked tomorrow ,it would be as if we last talked yesterday.Do any of you guys have a friend like that?

My Perfect Match hmmm

Sat, 16 Apr 2005 08:49:45 GMT

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Big-Hearted - You are a kind and caring person. Your warmth is inviting, and your heart is a wellspring of love.
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Practical - You are a down-to-earth individual who is not impressed with material excess. You care about the stuff of like that really matters.

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Shy - You are put off by people who are open books. You are drawn to someone who is a bit more mysterious. You want to draw him out of his shell and get to know what he is all about.
Big-Hearted - You want someone compassionate, someone gentle and kind. A loving, nurturing person will fill that hole in your life.
Athletic - You aren't looking for a couch potato. You seek someone who is active and who keeps his body in top shape.

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2. Athletic
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7. Romantic
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9. Shy
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Your Top Ten Match Traits

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3. Athletic
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I'm too sexy for my blog -hehe

Mon, 28 Mar 2005 11:18:44 GMT

Yes the "I'm too sexy for my blog" saga continues ,after reading 5xmom blog and then chatting with Acat we made a deal,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Acat said " are you going to do it? Hmm my reply" I don't Know ,,,,,,,,,,,Then Acat says " I will make a deal with you , if you do it i will do It .,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,The rest is history but maybe not hehe,,sexyblogger