Monday, June 29, 2009

this post is dedicated to Nicholas Keevan Fox

The young man who just wanted to give Megan Fox a rose will get a second chance to do so. Fox was touched by the footage of Harvey, a London schoolboy, looking crestfallen when she walked straight past him on the red carpet recently.

Harvey Kindlon, 11, who spells his name "Harvii" on Facebook, has been offered a trip to Los Angeles to meet her. When Fox learned of the incident, she blamed it on the glare of flash bulbs, saying she did not see the boy. "I'm sorry, sweet boy. I would never do that to you and I would gladly accept your rose if I see you again.... The paparazzi would not let you to me. I'm so embarrassed," she lamented. A Canadian who reportedly tracked down Harvey on the networking site will also be rewarded - with $5,000.


Provided by: Philippa Bourke / Splash News

Thursday, June 25, 2009

bubble in the bathtub

A new lady teacher came to teach standard 2 students. As it was the first day, she gave her intro, and asked all the students to introduce themselves with name and hobby. She said, " Let's start with the boys first."

Boys start giving their intro...

First boy: "My name is John, and my hobby is to see bubble in the bathtub."

Teacher was confused to listen but said, "Interesting. Well, OK. In fact, we must be honest in telling the hobby. And after all there is essentially a child in each of us. So it's OK John. Yes, next."

Second boy: "Myself Peter and my hobby is to see bubble in the bathtub."

Teacher now got surprised and said, "Good. I like the spirit of supporting a friend. OK next. "

Third boy: "I'm Smith and my hobby is to see bubble in the bathtub."

Teacher: "Guys are you joking or what? Please be sincere. OK next."

This continues...

and the last boy stands up "I'm Harry and my hobby is to see bubble in the bathtub. "

Exhausted, the teacher said, "I don't think I will be able to teach immature boys for long. Anyway, now the girls please. "

First girl: "I'm Julie and my hobby is to see birds."

Teacher: "Good. At last I got something different. Ok next."

Second girl: "I'm Ruby and I like to collect perfumes."

Teacher: "Now it's like educated grown up girls. OK, next. You sweet girl; Yes you... "

Most beautiful girl of the class: "Madam, my name is 'Bubble', and my hobby is to take bath three times a day."

The teacher fainted.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

hold me as I fall

Baby it's you
When I look up in the sky I see you
Then I turn and close my eyes
It's you
When I'm sitting all alone in my room
Everything reminds me of you

Saturday, June 13, 2009

the door to so much more

Have you ever close your eyes and just let your imagination flies beyond your thought? Do that once in a while, it's really good.

Sit or lie somewhere comfortable, alone if you can, and close your eyes. Imagine yourselves surrounded by beautiful things beyond your explanation. Think of something you've always wanted to do. Think of some place you've always wanted to go. Think of yourselves being someone you've always dreamed to be.

Think of something you've always wished to have.

Imagine that thing is right in front of you. Imagine suddenly, you have a pair of beautiful wings attached behind you, and all you have to do is spread it as wide as possible to reach for that one thing.

Forget about your fears - things that frighten you, people who laughs at you - forget all of them. Remember only one thing, that if you try hard enough, you may just get the thing you're wishing for.

And there, there you have it, your imaginations have gone beyond your thought. And you, may be as good, or better, than what you think you are:)

Thursday, June 11, 2009

of digging graves, escaping deaths, and fighting until the end

I'm not a fan of war movies, in fact I hate them. But I really think you people should watch this one.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Sunday, June 7, 2009

empty code, or is it?

I always think. I would find myself thinking, whenever, or wherever I am. Even in a crowd of loud people, or when I'm watching something. When I'm in a thinking mood, I'd always put on my serious face. I would stare at a certain point, and just be silent. Everything else is blocked out - just me and my thought. Except for the wrinkles on my forehead that would appear every time I think, my face is totally expressionless. But when my face is serious, people would look at me and say that I'm cold, unfriendly and arrogant. So, should I stop thinking?

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

spring

I hear you crying over the phone
Even though I said it wouldn't matter if everyone in the world was our enemy
What should I do, if I can't even protect your smile?