[[ Stickman & Stickbabe ]]

we're just two simple stickpeople who :-
met,
clicked,
hitched,
till death do us part...


[[ All I want in 2007... ]]

Seeing loved ones happy
Mission trips
Have a cute baby
Learn bridal makeup
Speak Camb/Viet
Pay off our housing loan!


[[ Leaving? ]]

~C-Cup : cupcakes from heaven... (perfect 4 parties)
~My Bali Photo Blog
~Melonbabe (my female sibling)
~Angelia (a kid i tutored, who grew up!)
~WZB (a woman with an expensive rock)
~Get Blobbed... (splish splash plop blobbe)
~My Primary School Classmate
~My pescatarian recipe blog
~Simplicity - making a difference in Kenya
~A visually delightful blog of a stranger
~Another visual treat...
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Saturday, October 07, 2006
We grew up with the haze, didn't we? The problem has existed for many years, hasn't it?

I don't remember suffering so much from it. I can't step out of the house without choking.

This morning, a Class 95 DJ quipped, "The rain has not come... I'm speaking with a blocked nose now, all because of our 'considerate' neighbours."

In retrospect, we miss the good air because we don't have it right now. Once the haze is gone, everyone forgets about the problem. It's the same with other environmental issues. We don't recycle - and one day - we'll mope when we've no more fresh air to breathe, fresh water to drink and new clothes to wear. Ha ha.

Only after the last tree has been cut down;
Only after the last fish has been caught;
Only after the last river has been poisoned;
Only then will you realise that money cannot be eaten.

Come on, let's buy an air purifier to solve the problem.

--
StickQuote of the Day :
"Dear, I think the haze cooks the heat..."
(Stickman, coming back from a daytime photography assignment)


stickbabe [ 3:45 PM ]