A farmer had some puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the 4 pups, and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard.

As he was driving the last nail into the post, he felt tug on his overalls.

He looked down into the eyes of a little boy.

"Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies."

"Well," said the farmer, as he rubbed the sweat of the back of his neck, "these puppies come from fine parents and cost a good deal of money."

The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then reaching deep into his pocket,
he pulled out a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. "I've
got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look?"

"Sure," said the farmer. And with that he let out a whistle. "Here Dolly!" he called.

Out from the doghouse and down ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur.

The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight.

As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed
something else stirring inside the doghouse.

Slowly another little ball appeared, this one noticeably smaller.

Down the ramp it slid. Then in a awkward manner, the little pup began hobbling toward the others, doing its best to catch up....

"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing to the runt.

The farmer knelt down at the boy's side and said, "Son, you don't want that puppy. He will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."

With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down, and began rolling up one leg of his trousers. In doing so he revealed a steel brace running down both sides of his leg attaching itself to a specially made shoe.

Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don't run too well myself, and he will need someone who understands."

With tears in his eyes, the farmer reached down and picked up the little pup. Holding it carefully he handed it to the little boy.

"How much?" asked the little boy.

"No charge," answered the farmer, "There's no charge for love."

Old aunts used to come up to me at weddings, poke me in the ribs and cackle, telling me, "You're next." They stopped after I started doing the same thing to them at funerals.

haha hey!!!
it's been a few days since i last wrote in haha!!
last monday till wednesday i was down with the library camp..
i thought i wasn't gonna enjoy it but i was wrong...
i got new frens who are seriously freaking weird & funny haha!!

teachers suggested having a farewell party for the seniors...( me lah )
haha but i donno if i would keep my mouth shut from screaming at some people
who thinks he has the authority to scream at people just becos he's the chairman
of the library council..
crap lah.. you think library that good meh??
no achievements wad so eva & you're crap yourself..

mean me i noe.. but who cares?? all the seniors felt the same way..

anyways i am freaking happy & excited & anxious !!!
& nobody knows why!!! yipee!!!
mwahaha!!!

bye!

A boy is a magical creature,
you can lock him out of your workshop,
but you can’t lock him out of your heart.
You can get him out of your study,
but you can’t get him out of your mind.

Today I caught myself smiling for no reason... then I realized I was thinking about you

it's been quite awhile since i last updated...
i'm feeling really disappointed and heartbroken for a friend of mine who i just got to know of this year...
i pity him man..really.. i really do...i'm glad that he finally know the truth and although he's heartbroken...at least he is not kept in the dark....
sometimes i wanna know how and why people are doing this kind of degrading stuffs?
covering up a story by using such a nice person who is now probably ashamed & heartbroken after believing in a lie that he really hoped to be real..
sometimes i ask myself...do i really just wanna turn a deaf ear on this???
i would always find my instincts telling me to speak up for wad's right...
i noe my methods of making him realize exactly wad was going on was harsh and mean...
but i couldn't bear to let him be in the dark and hoping and dreaming on a false story...

i really really badly wanna believe that all this is a bad dream that i'd soon wake up from...
too bad it isn't...i guess the heart does have its agendas huh?
affairs of the heart...it can make people go through lengths just to cover up for the ones they love
i couldn't bear to look you in the eyes anymore...
how many stories have you created already?? how many more people are you gonna hurt??
even though this does not directly involves me...
i still feel the pain that he is going through...

i noe you feel really happy rite now...
but is your happiness worth it now that you've lost 2 friends?
you may be asking why 2?
even though you've only hurt one person's heart...you've manage to slash mine too..
i'm wondering if you did sae sorry to him & whether that sorry has a meaning to it...
god..why must you do this?? he genuinely feels for you..
don't you remember those times wen you spend together texting..chatting..& just hanging out??
you're willing to sacrifice those beautiful moments with a lie...

now i'm wondering if you're time with me was a lie...
well now you're finally getting wad you've wanted...to be with the one you're dreaming to be with
& congratulations you've managed to change my mind bout you....