Ikhwancalifornia Hibernation~~

Hey Guys..... 

Currently i had to slow down my blogging activities due to my hectic and packed scheduled.. hope to see you soon with more refreshing stuffs and posts... anyway i always being online on FB and YM (almost everyday)... you can also contact me via Skype... and one more thing before i leave, you can contribute to this Weblog via give me any suggestion for content improvement... thanks a bunch~

Welcome Back Guys

Hey Guys... happy to see you again... i don't know exactly what happen to me in past couple of months... almost half a year i did not really active in blogging... haha.. but i'm still active with my fb... almost everday i spend my time on it for at least 2-3 hours... chat.. message n doin' some stupid stuffs.. haha... you know what i means.... So,what else i'm gonna say here... Welcome... welcome to Ilyria...  i know you like black charcoal n red apple, Sebastian Hastings... seriously how old are you??

correction:-

Welcome to neway Ikhwancalifornia n enjoy the stuffs i write on its wall...

I'll write n post... n one more thing... my friends n i made a resolution... a 9 months & 10 days resolution.. it's not about to hav a baby or what coz i'm single.. but more to self improvement... so, cho..n have some sunburn...

HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY (^_"),,

Motherhood Stories: Paid in Full

A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and he handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said: For cutting the grass: $5.00 For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00 For going to the store for you: $.50 Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: $.25 Taking out the garbage: $1.00 For getting a good report card: $5.00 For cleaning up and raking the yard: $2.00 Total owed: $14.75 Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he'd written on, and this is what she wrote: For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me: No Charge. For all the nights that I've sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you: No Charge. For all the trying times, and all the tears that you've caused through the years: No Charge. For all the nights filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead: No Charge. For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose: No Charge. When you add it up, the cost of my love is: No Charge. When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight up at his mother and said,  "Mom, I sure do love you." And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: "PAID IN FULL".