My Green Ribbon
Let me repeat myself LOUD and CLEAR....Ah Bee didn't get a cute "Green Ribbon" to match my existing "Green hat" on top of my head.
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16th Aug 2006 marks a remarkable day for me. I was reading about "Organ Donor" thingy in Allyfeel's blog and it inspires me to sign up as well. Today, I've decided to make a pledge to donate all my organs and tissues for the purposes of transplantation to those in need when I return to my Creator.
I don't carry my physical being with me when I die and I'll be turning into a big feast to those maggots living 6 feet underground...so why waste if my organs are still in good condition........ righttt? Though someone was jokingly saying that my "heart" and "brain" was brutally hurt by irresponsible brat and it will not be fit to be donated and there'll be flashbacks of my past when he/she received my organs..well...nonsense lar, not true...chi sin!! My heart is well that it *beeps* in the rhythm of "Don't Cha by PCD" now you know!! Don't pwey pwey.... :p
I'll be carrying my Donor Card with me "till death do us part"
Ecclesiastes 12:7
"and the dust returns to the earth as it was, and the spirit returns to God who gave it. "
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Here's a poem written by Robert N Test that I would like to share with all of you
To Remember Me - I Will Live Forever
The day will come when my body will lie upon a white sheet neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress located in a hospital; busily occupied with the living and the dying. At a certain moment a doctor will determine that my brain has ceased to function and that, for all intents and purposes, my life has stopped.
When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my body by the use of a machine. And don't call this my deathbed. Let it be called the bed of life, and let my body be taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.
Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise, a baby's face or love in the eyes of a woman.
Give my heart to a person whose own heart has caused nothing but endless days of pain.
Give my blood to the teenager who was pulled from the wreckage of his car, so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.
Give my kidneys to the one who depends on a machine to exist from week to week.
Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.
Explore every corner of my brain.
Take my cells, if necessary, and let them grow so that, someday a speechless boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear the sound of rain against her window.
Burn what is left of me and scatter the ashes to the winds to help the flowers grow.
If you must bury something, let it be my faults, my weakness and all prejudice against my fellow man.
Give my sins to the devil.
Give my soul to God.
If, by chance, you wish to remember me, do it with a kind deed or word to someone who needs you.
If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.
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