Thanks!

Fear less, hope more; eat less, chew more; whine less, breathe more; talk less, say more; hate less, love more; and all good things are yours.

Thank you Brian! =]

อยู่เฉยใว้ดีแว้ววว..

เออหน่า..เชื่อเหอ.

I miss my long hair..

很可爱

ATTN: 熊猫仔

谢谢你给我的那首歌， 我听了。

很可爱！！我很~喜欢. 我会把它定为我手机里你的专署铃声. 不是每个人都有这种专权的哦!

我不懂你给我这首歌是不因为歌词有什么特别含义..但..

我要告诉你一件事, 那就是..

很多天没聊天..我会想你

发现到有趣的新事件..我会想要教你

吃到好吃的食物..我会想于你分享

伤心不快乐..我会想要你安慰

好啦! 晚安 ไปนอนแว้วววว

Update// 我要把它定 (officially declare) 为熊猫仔歌！！

Love monster

That’s it. THE END.

The poor abrupt ending of that Love Monster Manga irritated the shit out of me. Bah.

Project Happy Childhood

Some friends actually knew about my project happy childhood.

it is still in planning stage and i really do not have time to go further executing the plan.same for meg too.

the idea is like adopting a child. i won’t give in detail because i dun want the plan to be spoiled! hahaha..(nope, it is not top secret)

wanted to give the childrens in the thailand slums a happy childhood..though living in the cities, but they are often forgotten..most may think that people living in the cities are doing well, so let’s go help those people in the ulu (remote) countrysides.

oh my oh my…i think it is time for us to help the cities slum kids! let’s start from bangkok! the most dangerous..these kids are really opened to child prostitution, abusing drugs or other illegal activities.

if any of you shares the passion same as meg and me, i really hope u can drop me a message to see how u can help out in our project..i really wanted to keep it going.

Happy gooshing

Introducing….Google Shell

So so so…very cool~ woo woo~

I can even check gmail with it, translate page..etc etc.

I’m gonna abandon Blackle. Muwahahah.

Perception

“perception always intercedes between reality and ourselves”

~

An Old Man was living with his Son at an abandoned fort on the top of a hill, and one day he lost a horse.

The neighbours came to express their sympathy for this misfortune, but the Old Man asked, “ How do you know this bad luck ? The fact is that one horse is missing and there is one horse less in the stables. That is the fact. Whether it is good luck or bad luck – that is a matter of judgment.”

A few days afterwards, his horse returned with a number of wild horses, and his neighbours came again to congratulate him on this stroke of fortune, and the Old Man replied, “ How do you know this is good luck ? The fact is that there are more horses in my stable than before. Whether it is good luck or bad luck – well that is a matter of opinion.”

With so many horses around, his son began to take to riding, and one day while riding a wild horse he was thrown off and broke his leg. Again the neighbors came around to express their sympathy, and the Old Man replied, “ How do you know this is bad luck ?”

A few days later a war broke out and all the able bodied men were forcibly conscripted into the army, sent to the war front to fight and most of them were killed or wounded. Because the Old Man’s son had a broken leg he did not have to go to the front and his life was saved.

Whatever.

dirt

I am a mimosa. Make me feel unimportant and the insecure me’d treat you like a mote of dirt.