tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28427130008306839272024-03-13T20:12:04.490-07:00My Home, My World, My Life...Life is too short, do what u wish before U regret. Try to achieve it although it's impossible, at least U try it...Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-92273292918403142011-06-18T04:35:00.000-07:002011-06-18T04:39:23.234-07:00Boring Life<div align="center">7 days in a week,</div><div align="center">4 to 5 weeks in a month,</div><div align="center">12 months in a year.</div><div align="center">Yet, I'm doing the same things throughout the years.</div><div align="center">As usual,</div><div align="center">Lectures, classes, movies.</div><div align="center">Oh ya, and blah for nothing day by day.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's time to plan for my days.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What can I plan for?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*Deep Thinking*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Backpacking?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ermm, it sounds not bad ya.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Low-cost, amazing, exciting,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Perhaps it will help in training up some useful skill.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Some more, I can ask my dad to join me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In order to foster our relationship.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Good, good, good.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> But, I'm still scare of asking him.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Don't know why. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Or plan for something CRAZY ???</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Like what Marilyn Monroe said,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"It's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Still now, I've no plan for that.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Seriously, gotta take some time for planning.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Have a nice day ya,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k,yan</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"></div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-16712331003290695182011-05-14T20:58:00.000-07:002011-05-14T21:01:29.282-07:00Where Is Peace?<div align="center">2 May 2011, Osama Bin Laden has been killed.</div><div align="center">Does it mean the world can have peace?</div><div align="center">I doubt of it.</div><div align="center">I think killing of Osama will lead World War III.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">The Americans may think that He deserves it.</div><div align="center">But, did they think about the consequence?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">The former U.S President was right,</div><div align="center">We shouldn't be overjoyed.</div><div align="center">Soon, more and more people will die.</div><div align="center">And, I believe the terrorism will continue to do "Something" to show their anger.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Once the War starts, No one on Earth can escape from it.</div><div align="center">Economy condition, worse.</div><div align="center">Health problem, affected.</div><div align="center">People safety, All In Danger.</div><div align="center">(Who knows when is the Boom gonna visit you)</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">It's the beginning of the "Show".</div><div align="center">Let us pray for a Better "Show".</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="left">Peace and Love,</div><div align="left">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-77060338715078107532011-05-07T20:58:00.000-07:002011-05-07T20:58:44.167-07:00Mother's Day 2011<div align="center">Second Sunday of May,</div><div align="center">It's Mother's Day!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I wish my God-Mother have a Happy Mother's Day </div><div align="center">And, my mummy who lives in Heaven.</div><div align="center">Mummy, gotta stay young ya and be a pretty Angel always.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I'm here to wish all the mothers have a great day with their famillies,</div><div align="center">Stay young and pretty,</div><div align="center">And We Love You Always!</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">29 April 2011 (Friday), 1100</div><div align="center">Is the End of my Foundation Studies, hopefully.</div><div align="center">Finished the last paper.</div><div align="center">Although my last paper is horrible,</div><div align="center">I feel extremely happy.</div><div align="center">Don't know why.</div><div align="center">Soon, I gotta step into Bachelor Years for another 3 years.</div><div align="center">And, I'm so excited.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I'm here would like to wish all my friends who are still have to sit for the exams Good Luck.</div><div align="center">And, wish the Princess-To-Be and the Prince have a Happy Marriage !!!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ciao,</div><div style="text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-41277796369831907322011-04-09T21:57:00.000-07:002011-04-09T21:59:00.621-07:00Family<div align="center">What a busy life in uni.</div><div align="center">Lots of things are waiting me to be done.</div><div align="center">Assignments, presentation and FINAL EXAM.</div><div align="center">Luckily, I able to manage it.</div><div align="center">Right now, it's time to be prepared for the WAR!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Well, I've a great time with all my group mates.</div><div align="center">I would like to thank them for the cooperation.</div><div align="center">Without you guys, I wouldn't finish all the assignment.</div><div align="center">Without you guys, I believe that I couldn't perform well for my presentation.</div><div align="center">Good jobs, guys!</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">During the presentation weeks, everybody is busy for their presentation.</div><div align="center">Prepare this, prepare that just to show the best.</div><div align="center">And, there is no exception for me.</div><div align="center">Working hard for my assessments.</div><div align="center">I planned not to back hometown in that particular weeks.</div><div align="center">And guess what, my lovely mama came back.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I couldn't rush back to my hometown for seeing my mama.</div><div align="center">Although the campus is located in the same state with my hometown,</div><div align="center">I couldn't make it before she went back to KL.</div><div align="center">I thought she would stay in KL for a couple of months.</div><div align="center">But, I was wrong.</div><div align="center">She has to get back to Singapore before my semester break.</div><div align="center">I was totally mental breakdown.</div><div align="center">Have to prepare for my presentation, wanna rush back to hometown.</div><div align="center">Which one I should choose?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I make a call to my dad and wish him can fetch me home.</div><div align="center">At last, I planned not to back home.</div><div align="center">When my family called me.</div><div align="center">I cried like a baby girl.</div><div align="center">I really really wanna back home.</div><div align="center">But, no choice.</div><div align="center">Gotta prepared for my sketch.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">From that moments, I know the importance of family.</div><div align="center">Family, gives you strength.</div><div align="center">Family, gives you hope.</div><div align="center">Family, gives you support.</div><div align="center">Family, gives you love.</div><div align="center">I didn't mean that friends are not as good as family.</div><div align="center">But, sometime what your family gives you,</div><div align="center">Your friends might not give you.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">And, I Love My Family.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Love ya,</div><div style="text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-21274770134014563112011-03-04T02:46:00.000-08:002011-03-11T01:01:49.770-08:00What Are Words<div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Great song with a meaningful lyrics.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Powerful voice which sung from the heart.</span></i><br />
<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I can't stop myself from listening this song again and again.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">I feel so sorry about the tragedy.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">But, I'm glad Juliana, Chris Medina's fiancée has such a good husband.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Just like the song.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">"Anywhere you are, I am near<br />
Anywhere you go, I'll be there<br />
And I'm gonna be here forever more<br />
Every single promise I keep<br />
Cuz what kind of guy would I be<br />
If I was to leave when you need me most"</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"><i><br />
</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"><i>Never give up, Chris Medina.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"><i>Even though you can't get into TOP 24,</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;">But people do like you,</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;">Because of your talent.</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;">Wish people can see your success in one day.</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"><i>And, I hope the God may bless Juliana~</i></span></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"><i>Keeping Angle Close,</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"><i>K.yan</i></span></span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 27px;"><i><br />
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</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-30581236377545621862011-01-09T08:01:00.000-08:002011-01-09T08:01:40.922-08:00A Gift From God...<div align="center">I always believe that the God would give you something after taking things from you.</div><div align="center">And it happened to me.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My mother died when I was 9.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The God took her away from me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But God gave me a mother, My God Mother.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">My god mother and her family are my precious.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I swear to God that I would take good care of them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No Matter What !</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNw768bcnuPDOHoWxmShMp8XCpPaHot0kpKohHXc8tFptrsXzgmXcv_KQHHYbuHoiSompWsIl0M9y5vumtkV_NyYnDfsCaBk0aL5hHjkjbduY59_aODGKZKamGjfDdYY2HK9PFa6jlMpKh/s1600/DSC00701.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNw768bcnuPDOHoWxmShMp8XCpPaHot0kpKohHXc8tFptrsXzgmXcv_KQHHYbuHoiSompWsIl0M9y5vumtkV_NyYnDfsCaBk0aL5hHjkjbduY59_aODGKZKamGjfDdYY2HK9PFa6jlMpKh/s320/DSC00701.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Look, how active they were. They were making silly faces to make their grandchild laugh)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What I wanna say is, the God really treats me well.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ya, I did feel sad when my mom passed away.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But, I can never cry her back.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Everyone have to die.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, you have no choice to say 'NO'.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Why not we take this as nature and live well?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, I will treat them as my family as well.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Here are some pictures when I was a baby child.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, I would like to share it - Days with my god mother and her family.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIBKLAh2ATSmEBDo2aXLfCY2kE7smBC6uH-AP5ZZYMH9x8HvtqbqWKTwMe1eW6WDtR2BD_qUraHIn_jMN93SdK0BEe7v19HtxAaSYSiZtZDCVkc8vxJ04OBtFhxPYpi6hXXccrTGBARJVa/s1600/scan0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="219" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIBKLAh2ATSmEBDo2aXLfCY2kE7smBC6uH-AP5ZZYMH9x8HvtqbqWKTwMe1eW6WDtR2BD_qUraHIn_jMN93SdK0BEe7v19HtxAaSYSiZtZDCVkc8vxJ04OBtFhxPYpi6hXXccrTGBARJVa/s320/scan0003.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Yeah, I was getting ang pao from my god mother)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZikO0wCuZ0J5hrlaTx8nQeEv7luRKWe11Zd82RO2M7ciOajgDpC4hzVjmtA44vSOJ17scyaKf80UKfh1DfH60jA7PLuUng5jNJOSzEmof4xBWnfYOciz38oK3dyfSjR527uSLxOMJvtMS/s1600/scan0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="215" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZikO0wCuZ0J5hrlaTx8nQeEv7luRKWe11Zd82RO2M7ciOajgDpC4hzVjmtA44vSOJ17scyaKf80UKfh1DfH60jA7PLuUng5jNJOSzEmof4xBWnfYOciz38oK3dyfSjR527uSLxOMJvtMS/s320/scan0005.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">God Father :" Nah, here's your ang pao. Be good ah. Quickly keep your ang pao, later people will jealous while blog-walking..."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Ang pao from god father...look, he was so happy when he gave me ang pao)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's time to show off my Mom~</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="210" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq5mOyo-Iz94J1ot5Y7USQYZJxmI3Bt2nJL9WHFbBaNjfV0rbD9qrH4pImD2PXUzLwXEIiS2K-90d-9eftPxvTTztZiE-0_hhEQTNpxuyxofwKOiP-b1n0OikvxQ7rU3XZfRBlr8M4MZm6/s320/scan0010.jpg" width="320" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Coolest Mom Ever !!!)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93vIAeUdGpa-1hnpztBq2D_AsOuyXvGwjhtxFFiv2uOmfYrHJHntIvwDSViO9R_vZ3xcz8GPZPUPuIJUYmxH3D-0rssKbDgH8xYGaHxqYYrqYx6fHwxbzGkm9CKzm7yVvuWSr2-RZWsaJ/s1600/scan0012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh93vIAeUdGpa-1hnpztBq2D_AsOuyXvGwjhtxFFiv2uOmfYrHJHntIvwDSViO9R_vZ3xcz8GPZPUPuIJUYmxH3D-0rssKbDgH8xYGaHxqYYrqYx6fHwxbzGkm9CKzm7yVvuWSr2-RZWsaJ/s320/scan0012.jpg" width="273" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mummy, I always love you. Muakxxx, XOXO~</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Thanks GOD,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-42015710780119154522011-01-06T06:11:00.000-08:002011-01-06T06:11:58.449-08:00Happy New Year 2011 !!!<div align="center">Happy New Year?</div><div align="center">Ya, I know it's a bit late to say that.</div><div align="center">Perhaps I should change it to Happy Belated New Year.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Well, this year I went to KL for celebration.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Of course, this is not the main purpose I went to KL.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I went there with my uni friends after the last paper for this sem.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We planned to shop all the day.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There is NO WAY for us not to shop during the YEAR END SALES.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Right now I'm totally broke.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center">That is only one word can describe the celebration, COOL.</div><div align="center">Of course that's not for the place where we celebrated but the person who I met.</div><div align="center">I've never dreamt that I would have a chance to meet that guy.</div><div align="center">The fact is...I Met Him.</div><div align="center">He is a friend of my uni friend's friend.</div><div align="center">(Can you get it?)</div><div align="center">And, thanks god her friends brought that guy to meet us.</div><div align="center">I wish I still have the chance to meet that guy.</div><div align="center">Not to flirt him but to make a friend.</div><div align="center">I would never ever flirt him.</div><div align="center">That's for sure.</div><div align="center">I just wanna have some friends like him.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, here are some photos taken by my friends.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enjoy it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I would like to thanks my friend's friend be our tour guide, brought us there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thank you and a Happy New Year.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Happy 2011,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-32524375549698158382010-12-24T20:55:00.000-08:002010-12-24T20:58:35.706-08:00It's Christmas...<div align="center">I Love Christmas !</div><div align="center">But, this year I gotta celebrate it with my beloved laptop.</div><div align="center">Well, it might sound a bit lonely but I quite enjoy it.</div><div align="center">Watching movies instead of counting down with my friends.</div><div align="center">(Sigh...)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6PTHBxuHnFPr-QldricZ3tOaVvj_O8uHhDWgzUcC0q8pMTXf7cm7484i9IxTXZd3ZEqXNwmBV5jMjAXjElvsO1aoTg1Mutz3cxRSdvCzBxLFTUKERch5Ehnz7PcHbYirar8xcIp-ZQ2Ir/s1600/sigh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6PTHBxuHnFPr-QldricZ3tOaVvj_O8uHhDWgzUcC0q8pMTXf7cm7484i9IxTXZd3ZEqXNwmBV5jMjAXjElvsO1aoTg1Mutz3cxRSdvCzBxLFTUKERch5Ehnz7PcHbYirar8xcIp-ZQ2Ir/s1600/sigh.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To be honest, lonely Christmas is not that awful.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Watching movies one followed by another, not bad.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But, I really can't forget last year's Christmas in Singapore.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">22 December 2009, I started my journey with my friends.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Be a tour guider and brought my friends here and there.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Count down in Orchard Road.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And, that's only one word can describe is GREAT.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What I really love is celebrate it with the one you really love.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's not necessary to be your lover but your family.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Having Barbecue with family, listening Christmas songs,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> exchange Christmas presents, or maybe have some games...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Although it's not a huge party but it's warm enough.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Merry Christmas & Happy New Year,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k.yan </div><div align="center"><br />
</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-50169407553836293942010-12-03T06:03:00.000-08:002010-12-03T06:07:52.946-08:00A Letter To Daddy<div style="text-align: left;">Daddy,</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I'm so sorry to you, but I love you.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I'm sorry because I'm being rude to you.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">But I didn't mean it.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I know you do not like the way I speak, the way I respond to you.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I'm so sorry.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I also wanna change the way I treat you.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">Unfortunately, I can't.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">Because I have no courage to do so.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I hope you do understand me.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I promise that I'll take good care of you, </div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">No matter how old you are, </div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">How clumsy you are.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I'll right beside you and be the one who help you out.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I would send someone to accompany you if I'm not around.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">I wanna make lots of money and let you and your girlfriend go for vocations.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">And I'm the one who foot all the bills of yours.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">Buy you a brand new car.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">Be a cool daddy and of course a cool boyfriend.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">And you can buy lots of things without looking at the prices.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">At last, I'm here to beg you for forgiving me not being a good daughter.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">And, I do love you.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">Because you are my daddy.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">Ever and forever.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">Sorry, Dad.</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;">K.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-75671881187027422492010-11-21T04:05:00.000-08:002010-11-27T06:01:33.958-08:00Underestimation<div align="center">I'm sure all the parents wish their children can be doctors, lawyers or the successful person.</div><div align="center">So do my father.</div><div align="center">Unfortunately, I'm not the one who always listen to him.</div><div align="center">I confess that I like my way.</div><div align="center">And, I bet you do so. </div><div align="center">Right?</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I found out that not only my father, but also my friends' parents.</div><div align="center">Yes, we might not get a flying colour but we able to 'survive' in uni.</div><div align="center">At least we are not terminated !</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">What I'm trying to say is don't underestimate your kids.</div><div align="center">If they don't like study, then you can look into them and find out what they like.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">As a parent, you should support your children.</div><div align="center">If you found out that your kid like drawing, then why not sent them to a drawing centre.</div><div align="center">They may have a good future if they able to master it.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">I understand the purpose of parents.</div><div align="center">What they want it just wish their kids have the ability of earning 'big' money.</div><div align="center">Kids get flying colours, get into universities, be a doctor or lawyer.</div><div align="center">Comparison is good, it makes us move forward.</div><div align="center">However, comparisons are odious if there are too over.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Sometimes I feel sad when I heard my friends are being forced to study this or that.</div><div align="center">The parents don't ever care about the willingness of their children.</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Parents might said,"Is not good to be a hairdresser. You can't find your future by styling hair, bla bla bla..."</div><div align="center">How do you know your child can't be succeed just by styling hair?</div><div align="center">Don't just pretend you know all the things just because you are older enough.</div><div align="center">Never be so sure that a hairdresser can't have a successful future.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Well, what I wrote is for all the parents not my dad only.</div><div align="center">I'm lucky that my dad doesn't force me.</div><div align="center">(Are you sure?)</div><div align="center">Okay, once.</div><div align="center">(Really?)</div><div align="center">Alright, twice.</div><div align="center">(Are you lying?)</div><div align="center">Yes, I am.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Yes, my dad did force me.</div><div align="center">But, I always hold my stand firm.</div><div align="center">(only things related to my future)</div><div align="center">I'm sure my dad is a good dad.</div><div align="center">At least he didn't keep on forcing me when I really make my stand.</div><div align="center">He did respect me and my decisions.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">No Underestimation,</div><div style="text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-36916719928353832172010-10-10T03:02:00.000-07:002010-10-10T03:02:59.962-07:00Adam Lambert Is Gonna Rock In Malaysia !<div style="text-align: center;">Yes, Yes, Yes! Adam Lambert is coming to Malaysia.</div><div style="text-align: center;">14th of October 2010, The Adam Lambert Glam Nation Tour will be held at Stadium Putra, Kuala Lumpur.<br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"> "I hope the audience will be able to escape for a few hours and fall into a world full of glam, drama and excitement." Adam further adds, “I am confident we have put together a show FAR beyond the price of the ticket. I am looking forward to connecting with fans all across the world with this show.”</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Guys, if you are a big fan of Adam Lambert, this is the best time for you to enjoy his wildness during the tour.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">It's the time FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT!</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;">Glamberts, let rock the town.</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">1. Buy a BMW for my dad and send my younger brother to oversea for further studies.</div><div style="text-align: left;">I don't know why it must be a BMW. Perhaps I love Mercedes Benz more than BMW. Or BMW looks cooler than Mercedes BenZ. Whatever, I just wanna buy him a BMW because I'm sick of my dad's car. I want my dad be a cool daddy. Haha...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSEEBIl3nGMUJwNjTskg9f8Gk2uj7xsBqCYuHvyMgKwG3SbpHM_KYEePr9Rj-zrKuxFMg7ZR_vTmd_oaYbx8dj1ukV39y9ybugABgC0joiq3CDvJ5mje0PQHg9kt-MHZmCjx4ewoXk90Ob/s1600/daddy+cool.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ex="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSEEBIl3nGMUJwNjTskg9f8Gk2uj7xsBqCYuHvyMgKwG3SbpHM_KYEePr9Rj-zrKuxFMg7ZR_vTmd_oaYbx8dj1ukV39y9ybugABgC0joiq3CDvJ5mje0PQHg9kt-MHZmCjx4ewoXk90Ob/s1600/daddy+cool.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: left;">Well for my brother, he is not good at studies but he loves to draw cartoons. So, I wanna send him to either US or Japan and study anything which related to animation. He may have a good future. I hope so.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">2. Be a shopaholic</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This, this, this, this and this. Okay. I want everything except this five. Oh ya, every colour each and send it to my house. OMG, I can't wait for that day. By the way, what can cure a shopaholic?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">4. My dream cafe</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I wanna own a cafe with a fountain in my garden. And there are many roses around the fountain. I love roses. I'll decorate my cafe as a 18th century's building. Although it just a cafe, a big wine celler full of variety of wines will be needed in my cafe. A small form of orchestra will be waiting for you during the special occasion. Sounds good, right? Haha... I swear it will be the best place for you to relax.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">5. Travel</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This is my biggest dream. I wanna go to every place of this world every corner of the countries. And know more people from difference countries, races and religious. Other than that, I also would like to know their cultures. It is the best thing ever. I feel I'm just like a little boy who curious what it would be inside a treasure box.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">At last, I wanna share a video.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It's a commercial.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I Love The World The World Is Just Awesome</div><div style="text-align: center;"><object height="295" style="background-image: url(http://i2.ytimg.com/vi/ypRUAFs03Xw/hqdefault.jpg);" width="480"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ypRUAFs03Xw?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ypRUAFs03Xw?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Go and find your dreams,</div><div style="text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-86454681325310309442010-10-02T08:56:00.000-07:002010-10-05T23:37:05.902-07:00My First Time...2nd October 2010, what a day for me. Now I know why my friends love to go there and spend their time. I did really enjoy it although I was quite shy. Hey, it's normal to be a bit shy at the first time, ya first time went to karaoke at the age of 18 almost 19.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbTIbrxbQB3roFNGq5VkkQ4fpwH4Yf6SSFlOkK24uvUI-an6EYDLsE8_VjlG9xSw8u26ci7DKTuGQpsNIQrnr26jPMpdZXDWn9VzsPJZyDzF3hmuQzj38bFW1D38TgbGwBpKypenuh6rU/s1600/karaoke.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNbTIbrxbQB3roFNGq5VkkQ4fpwH4Yf6SSFlOkK24uvUI-an6EYDLsE8_VjlG9xSw8u26ci7DKTuGQpsNIQrnr26jPMpdZXDWn9VzsPJZyDzF3hmuQzj38bFW1D38TgbGwBpKypenuh6rU/s1600/karaoke.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Everybody, lets sing out loud!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-49748584915674054682010-09-24T08:42:00.000-07:002010-09-24T08:42:24.236-07:00Love The Way You Lie - MASHUP (free mp3!)<p><object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkHJ2-zoSB4?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HkHJ2-zoSB4?fs=1&hl=en_US" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"></embed></object></p><p>Love this guy, Sam Tsui.</p><p>I think he should be the part of Glee.</p><p>Nope...is the whole group, because he can't be the best without his crew.</p><p>Please go to watch it and support them if you like them too.</p><p>Love the songs,</p><p>k.yan</p>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-85483983708728052422010-09-22T02:21:00.000-07:002010-09-23T02:47:47.834-07:00Adam Lambert and Daughtry Are Coming...!!!24, 25 and 26 of September 2010, Adam Lambert and Daughtry will be in Singapore. They are going to hit the town. Woopey...!!! I really can't wait for that day. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">People, what are you waiting for? Go and buy a ticket for yourself. It's time for you to have some fun with superstar. lol</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wish I can be there but I can't. I gotta attend a wedding dinner. Hope that I've the second chance to meet them.</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Love them,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">K.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-41626357776300617482010-09-21T22:37:00.000-07:002010-09-21T22:37:28.687-07:00What I Did When I Was A Kid...<div style="text-align: center;">I was chit chating with my friend who just sat beside me during the lecture.</div><div style="text-align: center;">" Yik Mun, yesterday I wanted to write something on my blog, but I didn't know what to write," I said.After a few minutes, that stupid fellow threw me a topic, " write something which had happend in your childhood."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWieV47j4GNPTvBrCMbFfJF1ywim4doshpLjCgzcY8mT7XkEuy9LvOnr05hPeu6cq2iuqxC__YJNocAhiHCq6MmiqKa_rlq5WAEfZNKv7FxdoZSXo0mvdqhL4qhdeGX_2kG_bNAmey7gTk/s1600/cutie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWieV47j4GNPTvBrCMbFfJF1ywim4doshpLjCgzcY8mT7XkEuy9LvOnr05hPeu6cq2iuqxC__YJNocAhiHCq6MmiqKa_rlq5WAEfZNKv7FxdoZSXo0mvdqhL4qhdeGX_2kG_bNAmey7gTk/s320/cutie.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(Little Marilyn...lol)</div><div style="text-align: left;">1. Michael Jackson</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">When I was 6, I asked my dad a stupid question.</div><div style="text-align: left;">"Daddy, is Michael Jackson a girl?" </div><div style="text-align: left;">"Nope, he is a boy."</div><div style="text-align: left;">"Then why he looks like a girl?"</div><div style="text-align: left;">My dad paused for a sec and looked at me and said " You are a girl but why you look like a boy?"</div><div style="text-align: left;">"..." I was totally speechless.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">2. Middle of the road</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I was curious why the adults always say the same things to me like, kids have to cross the road with an adult, don't stand at the middle of the road, it's dangerous to do that...bla bla bla...and I was sick of those 'advise'.</div><div style="text-align: left;">For me, the dotted white line is the safest of the road. </div><div style="text-align: left;">So, I decided to have a try.</div><div style="text-align: left;">That day I was going to go to kindergarden and my dad's car parked at the opposite of my house. So, I had to cross the road. I ran to the middle of the road and squatted at the dotted white line when my dad was busy locking the door. I squatted at there for a few seconds almost a minute with a frightened heart. phew...lucky me!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">When I was about 6 or 7, I drank coffee. Ya, coffee not milk. </div><div style="text-align: left;">One day, my brother told me " hey, coffee is not good to kid."</div><div style="text-align: left;">"Why?"</div><div style="text-align: left;">" It can make you stupid."</div><div style="text-align: left;">" Really???"</div><div style="text-align: left;">"Ya."</div><div style="text-align: left;">" Okay, this is my last cup of coffee."</div><div style="text-align: left;">Since that, I kept the coffee away from me for about 10 years. Because of my brother. Stupid me.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Right now I have started to drink MY COFFEE, like Arabica and I wanna try the Civet coffee.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well, I do really did a lot of stupid things in my life but lazy to share. So, that's it.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Oh ya, Happy Moon Cake Festival.</div><div style="text-align: left;">This year I'm gonna celebrate it without a moon cake, poor me...sigh...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="left" style="text-align: left;">Mid Autumn Festival hooray,</div><div align="left" style="text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-83106455038009632242010-09-10T01:17:00.000-07:002010-09-10T01:17:50.919-07:00Boy or Girl, Man or Woman, Male or Female...<div style="text-align: center;">Can you accept a boy to be a girl, or the other way round?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you be accepted to be a girl although you are a boy?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can you be accepted to be a boy although you are a girl?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Can the TRANSGENDER be accepted into the society?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyhG8YzYh4lglV5dkbrdXuvekNu9nCXnHl8uf1o1gd4jL8DjSKzx6Dcrio_lsnZGIBqdk8KdD3XlB3dCPKWz2wSSeGfLIOCFN25jIxWapNrndTwnSC8Ue5V9qKI3F9HcCQmQg0q-J2TfM/s1600/3rd+gender.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFyhG8YzYh4lglV5dkbrdXuvekNu9nCXnHl8uf1o1gd4jL8DjSKzx6Dcrio_lsnZGIBqdk8KdD3XlB3dCPKWz2wSSeGfLIOCFN25jIxWapNrndTwnSC8Ue5V9qKI3F9HcCQmQg0q-J2TfM/s320/3rd+gender.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All human being are born free and equal.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">We do have the rights of protection, education, medication and also have the right to be happy.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If the transgender feel more comfortable to be the opposite sex and their decisions do not affect or disturb others' freedom, then why we can't just let them be?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMKsC-9ESTspuGKcRt322oTfQSvSSotquDD-cj9-yxg0Nn0nCq0RIfmDJ1lUEj5NhH5RWl7t4Be6V4wD8TaiAZWWFVPHxXv2mIkit-ZAfJ7r9fc5IFnwbP2ob-by8qKqN-H3RHH2k5PcI/s1600/3rd+gender+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMMKsC-9ESTspuGKcRt322oTfQSvSSotquDD-cj9-yxg0Nn0nCq0RIfmDJ1lUEj5NhH5RWl7t4Be6V4wD8TaiAZWWFVPHxXv2mIkit-ZAfJ7r9fc5IFnwbP2ob-by8qKqN-H3RHH2k5PcI/s320/3rd+gender+2.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">People may think that most of the transgender involve those activities which are immoral like prostitution...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I can't say that this is the only reason why people look down the transgender.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But this is the main factor why the transgender are being treated badly.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnjRayN9Nxn2xHfI8-aYFtVlME0lVQ8G7eLV8v1wl5Kdv7NI_MKF2SSiO2GBkSgZb1n3P7xA9ypcxa-zZjClCGULFiW_rpzs3QllgDoJ27Ji93m2EwO6JXmOdoboKefl8MWe3gDlEEWw6Z/s1600/3rd+gender+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnjRayN9Nxn2xHfI8-aYFtVlME0lVQ8G7eLV8v1wl5Kdv7NI_MKF2SSiO2GBkSgZb1n3P7xA9ypcxa-zZjClCGULFiW_rpzs3QllgDoJ27Ji93m2EwO6JXmOdoboKefl8MWe3gDlEEWw6Z/s320/3rd+gender+3.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">In fact, not all the transgender are involve to the prostitution.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">they may be a teacher, lecturer.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As an educator, their educate us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdsRFqoD2HomvBdDVECg05jmtsuN6w0X9pbjzWE9qgqUIEepUx5VcKoOySkbHHYUi2F0mJyUkqFS2CalKvW3Fc-yfHzsFZ2V5gVUaRphv6FuLJuEzFECV6t12dWUnFq8Rv0bzHf7yTAhzX/s1600/entertainer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdsRFqoD2HomvBdDVECg05jmtsuN6w0X9pbjzWE9qgqUIEepUx5VcKoOySkbHHYUi2F0mJyUkqFS2CalKvW3Fc-yfHzsFZ2V5gVUaRphv6FuLJuEzFECV6t12dWUnFq8Rv0bzHf7yTAhzX/s320/entertainer.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The transgender also can be very successful in their life.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They can work like a normal person or better than us.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">They do give some benefits to this world like others.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The only difference is their sex.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, why we can't just accept them as a part of us, part of the society?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBGEaUgdyP8Uijhzd2zYWBygHychd95e-Ey4nQ3U8S1AQ-z9GsdHNfyjhjGis_65bJkD0jGc5gMSjpCrNDp27KhHuEjYLAAfFwmuZbRT4bF_vzA7fZq6G0yUABNUFDVBHDNettlO9koIS1/s1600/JamisonGreen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBGEaUgdyP8Uijhzd2zYWBygHychd95e-Ey4nQ3U8S1AQ-z9GsdHNfyjhjGis_65bJkD0jGc5gMSjpCrNDp27KhHuEjYLAAfFwmuZbRT4bF_vzA7fZq6G0yUABNUFDVBHDNettlO9koIS1/s320/JamisonGreen.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Jamison Green</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Writer and Educator)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yes, he is a transgender. He used to be a girl.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">But, right now he is a man.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He also is a leader in the transgender rights movement.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">XOXO,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-45053029421579325652010-09-08T00:08:00.000-07:002010-09-08T00:08:45.265-07:00Bacha BaziI read a news from BBC News Online about the Bacha Bazi, is a practice with those young boys put on ladies' dress and dance for the men in Afghanistan. The literally means 'playing with boys'. <br />
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Those wealthy or powerful men show their richness by showing off their dancing boys. Sometimes these wealthy or powerful men gather with their dancing boys, put ladies' dress and dancing bells on their boys. After that, the dancing boys dance for 2 to 3 hours to entertain the men.<br />
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As you all know, there are a lot of working children in Afghanistan. They polish shoes, bags, they gather plastic bottle to resale. They do anything to earn money.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnrt1GG7LwUCWHCM3bE3L4-CIUmLnTRg2ttCzzasBBo1rVG8bAIsocZVYM7JiKv4bl-A8ku2g4e83rMEhLpdQbBwAtVqMROWQYqs6MGSiRntHXQ6bREb9iYvMZkcw0cDNpeWK9lLI4ALGO/s1600/Afghanistan+boy3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnrt1GG7LwUCWHCM3bE3L4-CIUmLnTRg2ttCzzasBBo1rVG8bAIsocZVYM7JiKv4bl-A8ku2g4e83rMEhLpdQbBwAtVqMROWQYqs6MGSiRntHXQ6bREb9iYvMZkcw0cDNpeWK9lLI4ALGO/s320/Afghanistan+boy3.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A reporter asks a dancing boy what happens when people take him to hotels. He bows his head and pauses for a long time before answering. The dancing boy says he is paid about $2 for the night. Sometimes he is gang raped.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QUdyQnqt5GP16ReQQOEsUpvGf3AJeP_VZWAsU1MdRudxdYGTV0S0kXLzGvZHa4LkaVTPtAVID-RRDPmnnQmuusYP_0FKu8il5DSoKxKCm9SSPDJ0lCbNypcc8NT60ktS7BgKy4G0aT5_/s1600/tears+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1QUdyQnqt5GP16ReQQOEsUpvGf3AJeP_VZWAsU1MdRudxdYGTV0S0kXLzGvZHa4LkaVTPtAVID-RRDPmnnQmuusYP_0FKu8il5DSoKxKCm9SSPDJ0lCbNypcc8NT60ktS7BgKy4G0aT5_/s320/tears+2.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you think that you are the unfortunate one, please think about them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you think that you are the richest one, please donate some money to the them.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">If you are one of the wealthy or powerful men, please stop the practice, give them money and foods without asking anything like entertaining you all by dancing and something immoral.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Hope the Independent Human Rights Commission </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">can do something to the dancing boys.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k.yan</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-30619301402238343772010-09-04T05:58:00.000-07:002010-09-04T05:58:57.080-07:00My Parents Taught Me......I viewed a blog from The Star Online: Blog. I think it was quite funny and I would like to share it with you all. Enjoy it...<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">1. My parents taught me RELIGION .</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“You better pray that you get good exam results or else.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">2. My parents taught me LOGIC.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">” Because I said so, that’s why.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">3. My parents taught me MORE LOGIC</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you’re not going to the shop with me.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">4. My parents taught me FORESIGHT.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you get lucky tonight.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">5. My parents taught me IRONY.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“Keep crying, and I’ll give you something to cry about.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">6. My parents taught me about the science of OSMOSIS .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“Shut your mouth and eat your supper.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">7. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONIST.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">8. My mother taught me about STAMINA.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“You’ll sit there until all those vegetables are gone.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">9. My parents taught me about WEATHER .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">10 My parents taught me about HYPOCRISY .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“If I told you once, I’ve told you a million times. Don’t exaggerate!”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">11. My parents taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“I brought you into this world, and I can take you out!”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">12. My parents taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“Stop acting like your father!”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">13. My parents taught me about ENVY.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don’t have rice to eat like you do.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">14. My parents taught me about ANTICIPATION.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“Just wait until we get home.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">15. My parents taught me about RECEIVING .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“You are going to get it when you get home."</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">16. My parents taught me GENETICS.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“All your bad habits are inherited from your father.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">17. My parents taught me WISDOM.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“When you get to be my age, you’ll understand.”</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">18. My parents taught me about JUSTICE .</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">“One day you’ll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtm_hrNjKRKCiBDNod4g6mMVW8eTgq-QPZuk-nK5PneKXZUr2dcTPhDOyx4Y2Ms8iQdKNMMe9UoAP_Tti973mFU8GcvGyMebQzDHM18S9FW_cKpeuNTu99MeIZGCWbN-QGj27aTox6f4IN/s1600/hah.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtm_hrNjKRKCiBDNod4g6mMVW8eTgq-QPZuk-nK5PneKXZUr2dcTPhDOyx4Y2Ms8iQdKNMMe9UoAP_Tti973mFU8GcvGyMebQzDHM18S9FW_cKpeuNTu99MeIZGCWbN-QGj27aTox6f4IN/s320/hah.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(adapted from The Star Online: Blog, posted by Mr. ahvincent)</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-55789781880963454652010-08-30T21:29:00.000-07:002010-08-30T21:29:13.629-07:00Pakistan Flood2 August 2010, Pakistan Flood happened. It led the great losses of Pakistan, crop, properties, and of course their people.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Right now, disease come. Survived Pakistan's flood killed by the disease. Health problems are being faced by the survivor of Pakistan Flood. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Water anywhere, but they can't drink even a single drop.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Flood is the past, disease is happening now, what comes next?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Is the future will be better than this or worse?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I do hope that the good comes rather than the bad.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Things ain't gonna happen what you want.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">December is on its way coming.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And guess what, December is coming along with Winter.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">More people will die.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Is this indicate the end of the world?</div><div align="center">No one knows.</div><div align="center">Is this gonna end up like The Day After Tomorrow?</div><div align="center">God knows.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ZPzkDfTckwy657MsFlmqvmZt8CnWEMJoKrJ5zFAeDcREv5VI1_IMaHd4X8mPknmtf3rZpN_ibCEwfHwWx1-MZWUd7r-b2Pl7bA_3ANUOwFWEzT5NPPF-IrES2Q_p4ji1KJ3qL4Qx9Lwy/s1600/hand+of+god.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ZPzkDfTckwy657MsFlmqvmZt8CnWEMJoKrJ5zFAeDcREv5VI1_IMaHd4X8mPknmtf3rZpN_ibCEwfHwWx1-MZWUd7r-b2Pl7bA_3ANUOwFWEzT5NPPF-IrES2Q_p4ji1KJ3qL4Qx9Lwy/s320/hand+of+god.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">(Hands of God)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">What can we do is pray and help.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Pray for the dead, so that they can have a happy 'life' in Heaven.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Help those who in need regardless their races, religious, colours and sex, because we are all the same.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Long live the world,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k.yan</div><div align="center"><br />
</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2842713000830683927.post-91453363802030378492010-08-29T09:37:00.000-07:002010-08-29T10:44:17.975-07:00My 18...<em><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">September 2010, is coming. Soon, 18 is gonna leave me and 19 is coming (maybe, on the way seeking for me)...</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-family: Arial;">Time pass so fast. But it can be so slow. It depends your mood.</span></em><br />
<em><span style="font-family: Arial;">Time pass so fast as you are enjoying life, your wonderful life</span></em><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvw5YWFSOeANuduuCHOLXUWDSQ7YIL1UvZw1y0l_xxGGW5_9M67NmrFPtu5yv5rPcKahQN3JJw3e72zJ8gOMO0Gih6ZKc2Y5pp7zBi1RMVIVITfUgF7VxgKeu9K2075j2C0TORjlEAL614/s1600/dc.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvw5YWFSOeANuduuCHOLXUWDSQ7YIL1UvZw1y0l_xxGGW5_9M67NmrFPtu5yv5rPcKahQN3JJw3e72zJ8gOMO0Gih6ZKc2Y5pp7zBi1RMVIVITfUgF7VxgKeu9K2075j2C0TORjlEAL614/s320/dc.bmp" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">like the way you taste a cup of coffee (relax, relax and relax)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I do enjoy observing people by sitting inside a cafe, a cup of coffee in my hand. The best part is do this during the rainy day.</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Some time you may feel that it pass so slow. And it makes you crazy. It needs a hundred years to pass just a minute.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_OozLO8c9L_MMJHguTd4_7mh1q3Z3F2V03tovOf-ciGcS2g2BJvfpJtqEqvy5PHYAXXWMPbAlPJFE1hxRwXp2h-WukiPGDVgOwrQxI12bjRZEA2M5lghtJWeGHnJ8_yAo8TR7FpYXIIgy/s1600/emo2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_OozLO8c9L_MMJHguTd4_7mh1q3Z3F2V03tovOf-ciGcS2g2BJvfpJtqEqvy5PHYAXXWMPbAlPJFE1hxRwXp2h-WukiPGDVgOwrQxI12bjRZEA2M5lghtJWeGHnJ8_yAo8TR7FpYXIIgy/s320/emo2.jpg" /></a></div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">When you have negative emotion, you wish the time pass as fast as lightning. So that the good things will come fast. Unfortunately, things don't happen what you wish.</div><div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Still have few months to spend with my 18 before it goes. I want something good happen before i turn 19. Alright, just one, i'm still happy with it. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">What if my 18 came back to me as what happen to Zac Elfon in 17 Again? </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I swear that party everyday...no no no...maybe...clubing...no no no...i think travelling is the best among this few. Go somewhere else to gain my knowlegdes, life experiences, etc...or maybe join an international group to help someone in need...at least benefit the world.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">What I've done in the pass few months was being a nerd. I do really hope that I have an amazing uni life. The truth is I've done nothing crazy. I created a new formular to describe my uni life: school+study-fun+exam+test+assignment+day dreaming-act crazy-party=nerd</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMO_3ECNl95ytRCFNkKFkD-mn0V-OJk7QFZUOHMJQg_k3qm_62jHYYLlWXX8jMD-9bea38dsve7bYk-XxIvjcr0eQ0KoseyJ_e4EqCvZqJEI-30tosETgt6ttARFoT1TFMarHtT_cCqm-_/s1600/nerd.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMO_3ECNl95ytRCFNkKFkD-mn0V-OJk7QFZUOHMJQg_k3qm_62jHYYLlWXX8jMD-9bea38dsve7bYk-XxIvjcr0eQ0KoseyJ_e4EqCvZqJEI-30tosETgt6ttARFoT1TFMarHtT_cCqm-_/s320/nerd.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nowadays, nerd can be so...ermm...rock, punky and so on...even a new trend...lol</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome Mr. Lu</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWm2Ax1JyBmvThzQy33-baWw_dy7Yr-kwPWkRUYtgNuZyEU5W3gmCFXpvhyljb7xdBf52q25H78Da10e7ZXfVCQxhvPHatEEFn4oGP9RAJg66j-QvaqfphFzXGX4yuusrWDwMSBTkkiRfH/s1600/lu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWm2Ax1JyBmvThzQy33-baWw_dy7Yr-kwPWkRUYtgNuZyEU5W3gmCFXpvhyljb7xdBf52q25H78Da10e7ZXfVCQxhvPHatEEFn4oGP9RAJg66j-QvaqfphFzXGX4yuusrWDwMSBTkkiRfH/s320/lu.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Lu Guang Zhong, a singer from Taiwan.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He is so cute...what a talented guy...to be honest, i quite love this guy...not just his songs but his talent and also his style. ( so special, I bet you dare not dress this and sing on the stage...)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Being special not a good thing but not a bad thing too. If you wanna be the 'special' one, Be The Best !!! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So, what's the best???</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ermm...I can't tell you how and what...but I can show you the examples...Lu Guang Zhong is one of the examples...of course Lady Gaga is on the list...love her</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF-WRKbr3WBzTykLpAgo6b-JyAckqfnfaGANOrXz-CI9LqDis66nC4YcE9MtgHhaokjoO032bbNF5_efIFmVNLCvA56L5EfVz0Ma6DxMKylluOQ0rgX0gleAZ_EPA0kwHREJ5K-lMm-ZHe/s1600/gaga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF-WRKbr3WBzTykLpAgo6b-JyAckqfnfaGANOrXz-CI9LqDis66nC4YcE9MtgHhaokjoO032bbNF5_efIFmVNLCvA56L5EfVz0Ma6DxMKylluOQ0rgX0gleAZ_EPA0kwHREJ5K-lMm-ZHe/s320/gaga.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">OMG...she is so COOL !</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Still have 4 more months to spend with my 18...I can't say it didn't bring me some bad memories...but i'll appreciate it...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">That's no perfection in this world. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">True perfection has to be imperfect.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Being a nerd can be the perfection of life, lol</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">k.yan</div>Khaiyanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18003281850624519509noreply@blogger.com0