What's with Blondes??

Phew, TGIF! I love the weekends. I'm always looking forward to the weekends, I don't know about you but I certainly do! I'm not going to post serious thinking stuff for today, I just feel like posting jokes right now. So here goes:


Blonde Car Accident

One day, while a blonde was out driving her car, she ran into a truck.The truck's driver made her pull over into a parking lot and get out of the car.
He took a piece of chalk and drew a circle on the pavement. He told her to stand in the middle and not leave the circle.
Furious, he went over to her car and slashed the tires.The blonde started laughing.This made the man angrier so he smashed her windshield.This time the blonde laughed even harder.Livid, the man broke all her windows and keyed her car.
The blonde is now laughing hysterically, so the truck driver asks her what's so funny.The blonde giggles and replies, "When you weren't looking, I stepped out of the circle three times!"


Question and answer blonde jokes

Q: How do blonde braincells die?
A: Alone.

Q: How do you brainwash a blonde?
A: Give her a douche and shake her upside down.

Q: How do you change a blonde's mind?
A: Blow in her ear.

Q: How do you measure a blonde's intelligence?
A: Stick a tire pressure gauge in her ear!

Q: How does a blonde kill a fish?
A: She drowns it.

Q: A blonde going to London on a plane, how can you steal her window seat?
A: Tell her the seats that are going to London are all in the middle row.

Q: How do you amuse a blonde for hours?
A: Write 'Please turn over' on both sides of a piece of paper.


Guess who knows the state capitals?

A dumb blonde was bragging about her knowledge of the state capitals of the United States. She proudly announced, "go ahead, ask me any of the capitals, I know all of them.

"A red head said, "O.K., what's the capital of Wyoming?" The blonde replied, "Oh, that's easy, 'W'."


Sorry, it's all about blondes, I just felt like reading blonde jokes a while ago.

Okie dokie, have a Happy Sabbath day and a good weekend!

~Julie

A Waste of Words

How does it feel when you found out that what you had just typed, and had spent some time thinking on was deleted, destroyed, or just disappeared? I hate it when that sort of thing happens to me. I had an earlier entry for today, but it turned out that only the title got in, and not my entry of words. I'm quite disappointed and angry at myself for that. I should have copied the whole entry just in case this thing should happen. And it did. Arrgghhh!!! What a waste.

-Lorena-

Goodbye Don Muang International Airport

today was the day of opening the new airport named Suwannaphum Airport. Many people from everywhere, the news reporters were gathering there to see the new huge new airport. Don Muang Airport has been with Thai people and foreingners for over 90 years. I felt like I wanna cry for saying goodbye to the airport that I (and many friends here) used to go and use the serving their, and I think you guys too, right that feel very sad about it.

From this, I can think of it is the usual thing that we "MEET" and finally "LEAVE", or other word, "THE PART HAS TO COME TO AN END" We have FIRST and LAST.

But howver, leaving or changing doesn't mean BAD or WORSE. It can be better in a way. Like the new airport, it's bigger and more develop, and I am very proud of it. I also have heard that this new airport is the biggest airport in Asia.

Anyway, I hope you guys can be able to go to Suwannaphum Airport without getting lost la
and see you in the next writing.
Surasak Srisuchan

Guilty of Innocence

last week, i heard bad news from my friends. Two of my friends were arrested by the police. They are Adventists and friendly people to others. their faces do not look
like drug sellors but they are found that they are guiltywhen police saw the drugs " ya mah " in their bag.

The first person is arrested last three months. the police saw " ya Mah" in his cousin's bag when the police checked the passangers in the bus. my friend sat next to his cousin and the police checked their I.D card then they have the same sur name so both of them were arrested. my friend tried to explain that he didnot sell drugs but the police saw that he is also guilty.

i don't know how many years he has to stay in the jail. in jail , he cried but his tears could not solve his problem. now in his hand, he has only Bible and a pen to encourage him. last week, he wrote to his friends. he wrote a very long letter and drew the picture of an aeroplane and a dog. he compares himself as a dog and an aeroplane as his other friends. my friends and i phone to each other and write to him for encouragement. we just pray for him and i hope that prayer changes things.

Another friend who graduated from Spicer college, came to work in Eden Valley for one year and then he planned to work somewhere to get more salary. he is karen burmese but he use Burmesepass port . he was in thai burma border with his bag beside him. as the bus stopped, he got off to buy water. when he came back, he saw some police in the bus and the police asked him " whose bag is this? " he said," it's mine". the police found "ya mah" in his bag. the police didn't say anything and the police put the handcuff on his hands. he could not speak Thai. although he tries to speak in English, the police could not understand English. he is now in jail for how long i don't know.

Friends, i warn you when you travel somewhere in the bus around with some other people, please becareful and put your bag with youalways. some bad people are around us who like to put drugs in our bag. as my good friends have to face life in the jail they told me to tell my other friends to be careful when travelling.

pehtooh

the death of a musician

Five years ago, I was playing the piano for a group for a concert. I was in a singing group, composed of high school students. There were different churches attending the concert and the church was filled to the brim. I was still a young pianist then, I am still now. It was our turn to sing again, so after the choir took their place on the stage, I followed timidly. The baby grand piano was on the stage too, probably about a foot from the floor. There was aluminium lining for the carpet on the edge of the stage, and I was walking on it. As I was nearing the piano, the most terrible thing happened. I slipped and fell, so much for a dramatic entrance! The whole church burst into commotion, I could hear people whispering, laughing, giggling... wasn't exciting at all. My friends who were sitting way back in the church told me that first they saw me walking towards the piano, then SUDDENLY I just disappeared into thin air...

it's tough being a musician...

I'm sharing this because last night I had a dream

I was at Mission College Church playing 'a' song, can't remember what the song was, and I totally screwed the song. It was so terrible that I just left the church...

-Daron-

What do you think of online chatting?

Online Chatting.

What about online chatting? It was my brother who introduced me to the world of online chatting about 5 to 6 years ago. MSN messenger, Yahoo! messenger, mIRC, etc. I got hooked up to it, going online almost everyday. Telephone bills went up, thank goodness I had piano and violin students. I even offered to pay the Internet bill. There was a period of time when I really got hooked up to the Internet. Addicted? Probably. But somehow, chatting with friends online helps me to release the stress inside of me. It also helps me connect with people who are far, far away from home.

I was thinking of this because right now I am chatting with someone I've never met before but he is a good online friend. I know this question arises: "can I trust that person?" Personally, I think not everyone can be trusted, especially online friends that we never met before. But just having a 'friend' to talk to makes me feel good when others around me are just acting weird. And now, my cousin just logged in, so it feels even better to chat with her. :D

Online chatting
Gotta love them, gotta hate them.
Whatever it is
I've got to admit that it helps.

That's all folks!

Good night everyone. :D

~Julie

I hate goodbyes.

A good friend just left...again. I don't know when I can meet her again. They're coming back next year but will I be here? Nope. I'll be somewhere in Sabah wishing I was here.

Well, I have no idea of what to write for now. It's just that I'm feeling kinda sad right now.

I mean, who loves goodbyes anyway?

Anyhow, have a good day!

~Julie

Continuation....

Hey guys....

Sorry for not continuing where I started...so far, only Lorena and Ags have continued the story. Anyone want to add more please do and yeah maybe the continuation story can be on the post. Each time you type, change the colour so the story is not only interesting but the colour will not make it dull =) Don't comment it because that way, all of us can read. So yeah... here it goes...


On a Thursday afternoon, there was a little girl who was walking down the street. She was enjoying her walk until suddenly...

....a sports car zoomed past her leaving a cloud of dust in the air.


"Whew, that was close!" said the little girl, whose name was Jenni by the way, and continued her walk, hopping this time, hopping and skipping about because she remembered, "oh yes," she thought to herself, her eyes sparkling with glee, she remembered that...

she have an ice-cream appointment with John at their favourite ice-cream shop. "Emm... yummy chocolate strawberry ice-cream with a big cherry on top!" Jenni said to herself. So there she was walking towards the shop and when she went in...

one word or two words???

let's look that this word. how many words you can see??

pehtooh

where is the love?

The weekend had passed by, back to work again..or this is our life!

Yesterday, while I was listening to the song called "where is the love" sung by Black Eyed Peas, I thought why the lyric of this song is just like what is happening right now in Thailand. Whenever I read the everyday's newspaper, beside the political news, the news that I first see on the cover page is terrorism in the South of Thailand. Many people have died because of this. Pure people were killed, including children who are innocent. As the song said:

"People killin', people dyin'
Children hurt and hear them cryin'
Can you practice what you preach
Would you turn the other cheek
Father, Father, Father help us
Send some guidance from above'
Cause people got me, got me questionin'
Where is the love???

Yes!! where is the love? Do people still have love for each other?

Am I too serious about it? huh..huh..(^_^)

But anyway, giving and sharing the love and peace to everyone is the thing people should do. Well, I, you should do too by sharing God's love because God is only one who has the most purest love.

Surasak Srisuchan

#4 Haiku "Manchester United 1 -- Reading 1"

The England premierleague game last night was the game between Manchester United, my favorite game and Reading. Reading led 1-0 first and then Cristiano Ronaldo scored in the last minute that saved United. The game was 1-1. And this is Haiku for the game last night:

Man U draw at last
Ronald saves the reds again
Phew, that was so close.

The game just begun
Thirty-three more games to go
We will chase the blue

(The blue means Chelsea, the current #1 in the league table and was the last year's champion, too. Chelsea, Here we come!!)


Wongsakorn Patpraparn

#3 Poem for today "Tueng Muay Din Sin Fa Mahasamoot"

The poem "Tueng Muay Din Sin Fa Mahasamoot" written by "Soontorn Phoo". It was the most beautiful Thai poem that I ever heard. It comes from the story of "Phra Apai Manne" in the chapter "Phra Apai manee Hai Kummunsunya Kae Nang Raweng (Phra Apai Manee give a promise to miss Raweng)"The poem goes this way.

"Tueng muay din sin fa mahasamood
Mai sinsood kwamrak samaksamarn
Mae yoo nia tai lah sutatarn
Khor poapparn pisawat mai kladkla

Mae nueyen pen huang mahannoap
pee khor poap sisawat pen mujsha
Mae pen bua tua pee pen pumara
Choei paka gosoom pratoom tong

Mae pen tum umpai khor hai pee
Pen rajshasee somsoo pen khoo song
Khor tidtaam saam sangun tae nuan-la-orng
Pen khukrong pisawat took chart pai"

Translation
"Eventhough the world end
But our love is still
wherever you are
I will right there with you

If you are an ocean
I will be a fish
If you are a lotus, I will be a bee
flying around the lotus

If you are a den
I will be a lion
I will follow and protect you, just only you
forever"

(Is the translation strange? But the original poem is really beautiful. Trust me ^^)


Wongsakorn Patpraparn

#2 What I want to be in the future?

What I want to be in the future?

Since I was a young lad until now, my answer changes from time to time.

When I was around four or five years old, I usually stayed in the house. Near my house there was a big construction area that the truck were come and go very often. I saw the trucks, yes, they were really cool. It was really cool that one man can control an enormous thing like that.

So I said to myself "I want to be a truck driver."

And then, when I was seven years old, I went to primary school. I went to school by van. And... ah, the van was really cool (again ^_^;). It ran faster than the truck did.

So ... I said to myself "I want to be a van driver."

And then when I was nine years old, I changed my mind again. I was a very good student that always get a high grade, especially science and mathematic. Everyone expected that I will get a good job in the future. And one day, my father said to me "You should be a doctor." Because my surname is "Patpraparn" (Because my great grandfather was a doctor (Pat=Doctor) ) After the generation of my great grandfather, there was no one in the next generation became a doctor anymore. (My grandfather was a merchant, my father was a teacher before he changed his job to be a educational government official.) "Be like your great grandfather", my father said, and I agree.

"I want to be a doctor!"

But, when I was in highschool, I found out that mathematics and science were so boring. I had to learn the lessons that I thought that they weren't useful at all (Such as "sine, cos, tan", "parabola", "statistics", "chemical elements"etc.) so I didn't like mathematics and science since I was in highschool and got a lower grade. But anyway, I found out something that suitable for myself. That thing was "English language."

Study English was fun to me. When I finished highschool I thought that I should walk in my own way. I searched for an institute that teach English major, and at last, I found that there was an institute here, Mission College. I came to Mission College with the goal in my mind that.

"I want to be an English teacher!!"

I want to be an English teacher in a secondary school. I think that after I finish study in English major I should study in some educational program, too.


Wongsakorn Patpraparn