tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-91419497368807425532024-03-19T21:06:18.115-07:00A walk of Day and Nightits where beauty,soul,love,dreams,and talent entwined...Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-33762198423154021232011-07-23T21:57:00.000-07:002011-07-23T21:57:34.520-07:00Late Night Shivers<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijeoUZunJA_vtsT_BcEOoOyDROZV_Izk9jo4VKg3tmaqwU0JBb76rKtrO9GTtswlgtoMEA8_0fKX3H2NJ62QD-cffeP9YO6MDhzD7Nd-w6tA7MPVyBW14sUuIXhRdQ8-iLbMseQpUHflgI/s1600/Photo5220.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijeoUZunJA_vtsT_BcEOoOyDROZV_Izk9jo4VKg3tmaqwU0JBb76rKtrO9GTtswlgtoMEA8_0fKX3H2NJ62QD-cffeP9YO6MDhzD7Nd-w6tA7MPVyBW14sUuIXhRdQ8-iLbMseQpUHflgI/s320/Photo5220.jpg" width="244" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">I can hear the ticking of water dripping around 3am last night...i was alone..all my dorm mates neighbour area some busy playing computer games and some sleep soundless like a baby... the sound of the broken ceiling fan the room in front of my room are dominating the corridor and echoed till the end.. i was in between..</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">i went to the toilet to wash my feet before going to sleep.. and then i heard a very tiny and slow "tok.. tok.. tok" far end.. my eyes was rolling to the right..i dont dare to rotate my head 90 degree.. then i tried to see from the reflection of the mirror to see.. there was nothing there.. im sure there is no one inside.. only me and some micro creatures..</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">then i walk towards the closed-door toilet... so called to investigate.. i try to push the door but it was locked.. locked tightly.. then.. again.. "tok.. tok.. tok" fused together with the sound of dripping of the water from the toilet tank..</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">i was scared in the same time was sleepy.. but i didnt ran.. i walk out the toilet like i used to be.. maybe it was only my feeling.. but im sure what i heard.. what lies behind the closed-door is remain unknown...</div>Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-8847086033377553232011-07-23T06:25:00.000-07:002011-07-23T06:25:06.326-07:00Where is the Love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdGi9ErD5ykMPAkpC-ymL39oS4YGGXjXd4H8VkuwAWd_cOf-4uZBtiZH2mZzbr8dIT7xZccue394ikEBgeZfYH1CXYX-xzh3zM0VZTsVpOiOYU_E9wxvMLsDCADClls8OrZciiTPv4HI4I/s1600/tumblr_l7k7ysj6wx1qd0uiio1_500_large_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdGi9ErD5ykMPAkpC-ymL39oS4YGGXjXd4H8VkuwAWd_cOf-4uZBtiZH2mZzbr8dIT7xZccue394ikEBgeZfYH1CXYX-xzh3zM0VZTsVpOiOYU_E9wxvMLsDCADClls8OrZciiTPv4HI4I/s320/tumblr_l7k7ysj6wx1qd0uiio1_500_large_large.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">Hi u.. how are u? Can u listen to the beat of my heart and the restlessness when i see u..? i dont know if u know or pretend of not knowing.. i dont dare to talk and express my feeling towards u.. i know i may lose u one day, but plz make me happy.. i know u can see from my eyes and the way i treat u.. i dont want to make u uncomfortable and thats y i am not trying hard to search or in contact with u.. giving u space.. </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">and now, i realize that i dont really know what love is... because i think it is wrong to love and it is wrong not to love..</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0in;">LOVE WITH A BIG QUESTION MARK..!</div>Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-22934592602469601052010-12-03T08:28:00.000-08:002010-12-03T08:28:38.764-08:00Under Maintenance<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzbi7NB6m7hjH97Mp0eH3CZ7T12psU44IYkU7CdsbUGBf6AhB-IrOpakpOrZgJIglLWS1xkYZs2MsxRs6mOWESQbUFwu4HN0Jkv2cOJyPfUk7e6EJqfl1K0kUgRtgShEEGlfUZy3iR1_ZN/s1600/UnderMaintenance.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="247" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzbi7NB6m7hjH97Mp0eH3CZ7T12psU44IYkU7CdsbUGBf6AhB-IrOpakpOrZgJIglLWS1xkYZs2MsxRs6mOWESQbUFwu4HN0Jkv2cOJyPfUk7e6EJqfl1K0kUgRtgShEEGlfUZy3iR1_ZN/s400/UnderMaintenance.png" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Ill be back soon... I don't have time actually to sit and write something thoughtful and meaningful post.. After my practical at Taiping, Perak, hopefully I can dedicate 1 day to write about my life and experience after my previous post... My next post I wish it will be essential to our life, something that we can think of and something that we can ponder and learn from it...<br />
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To new blogger friends Gibot, Hidayah and Gaman... Have fun reading and I'll be reading yours as well...Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-30800847973979144852010-11-07T00:27:00.001-07:002010-11-07T00:27:08.844-07:00Exams! Goodluck!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTq48usrnQfhRE69VFNFNr9LmQJK5o1Lnq-I09FqRkKmQbkAEcJdHVqgRsiOqYE3K8ZfCxXJ_tlwmt86oFusNEj-e3Shs5z4jhI3_-JnR8KgClykdumOjBhnEDIOSN5lNYdC2LYgtZsm37/s1600/exam-stress-funny-answers-01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="297" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTq48usrnQfhRE69VFNFNr9LmQJK5o1Lnq-I09FqRkKmQbkAEcJdHVqgRsiOqYE3K8ZfCxXJ_tlwmt86oFusNEj-e3Shs5z4jhI3_-JnR8KgClykdumOjBhnEDIOSN5lNYdC2LYgtZsm37/s320/exam-stress-funny-answers-01.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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Like always... end of the semester, its exam time..<br />
Im lucky im not that stress out yet... im facing it with full confidence and GOD in my heart... I know that HE will help me through out this period of time..I want to thank HIM for it...<br />
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Studying with smile on my face and i really had a good sleep during exam week.. hopefully it will be fine and have good result...<br />
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All the best everyone... and have a blast answering your paper... dont leave any space blank.. hehehehhehe *walaupun merepek...*<br />
Just have your rifle ready and shoot at your target...Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-25927643014399415142010-10-29T04:34:00.000-07:002010-10-29T04:34:14.277-07:00Is it okay? <br />
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Its okay to miss someone...no! its not okay.. im lost without you<br />
Its okay to say goodbye..no! its not okay ... im alone<br />
Its okay to be jelous...no! its not okay.. its killing me inside<br />
Its okay to be happy... no! its not okay.. i dont want it to end<br />
Its okay to be apart.. no! its not okay.. i want you here close to me<br />
Its okay not to call.. no! its not okay.. i want to hear your voice<br />
Its okay not to meet..no! its not okay.. i want to see your face and eyes<br />
Its okay not to say ' I LOVE YOU'.. no! its not okay.. i want you to know how i feel<br />
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My life is empty without you.. Because you are the reason I wake up in the morning. You're alone and no one else..<b> </b><br />
<b>WHAT I FEEL NOW IT'S NOT OKAY !</b>Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-88812055733223564882010-10-23T20:42:00.000-07:002010-10-23T20:46:37.499-07:00Under a Sakura TreeA cherry blossom is the name for the flower of cherry trees known as Sakura. They will go to parks, shrines and temples with family and friends and hold a "flower viewing party" known as HANAMI. Hanami festivals celebrate the beauty of Sakura, and for many, it is a chance to relax and enjoy the beautiful view.<br />
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Cherry blossom is an omen of good fortune and is also an emblem of <b>love, affection </b>and represents <b>spring</b>. Cherry blossoms are an enduring metaphor for the fleeting nature of life, and as such are frequently depicted in art.Cherry blossoms are richly symbolic, and have been utilized often in Japanese art, manga, anime, and film, as well as at musical performances for ambient effect.the extreme beauty and quick death, has often been associated with mortality.<br />
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In its colonial enterprises, imperial Japan often planted cherry trees as a means of "claiming occupied territory as Japanese space".During World War II, the cherry blossom was used to motivate the Japanese people, to stoke nationalism and militarism among the populace.<br />
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Japan gave 3,000 sakura as a gift to the United States in 1912 to celebrate the nations' then-growing friendship. The sakura trees continue to be a popular tourist attraction (and the subject of the annual National Cherry Blossom Festival) when they reach full bloom in early spring.<br />
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Cherry blossoms and leaves are edible and both are used as food ingredients in Japan. The blossoms are pickled in salt and umezu and used for coaxing out flavor in wagashi or anpan. Salt-pickled blossoms in hot water is called sakurayu and drunk at festive events like weddings in place of green tea. Leaves, mostly Oshima cherry because of the softness, are also pickled in salted water and used for sakuramochi. Since the leaves contain coumarin, however, it is not recommend to eat them in great quantity.<br />
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There are many legends about the cherry tree in Japan, for example the Old Man and the Cherry Tree and the tale of the Cherry Tree of the Milk Nurse O-Sode, furthermore blossoming cherry trees were not only a sign to begin the rice planting season but also linked to divination of the forthcoming harvest. With Shinto beliefs in the spirits or kami inhabiting and embracing all facets of the natural world it is unsurprising that the celebration of Hanami became so popular among the Japanese people.<br />
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Although not much I can say about Sakura Flowers, the beauty itself speaks louder...<br />
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<b>Top of all,I wish I can be under a Sakura tree when all the flowers falls on me.... *Speechless*</b>Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-46157639407995190902010-10-21T03:17:00.000-07:002010-10-21T03:17:29.852-07:00Its Official- Giving Away My OrganIt is official that i am an organ donor on the 20.10.2010... I went to Hospital Sg.Buloh together with my friends and fill up a form to be an organ donor .<br />
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Organ donation is the removal of the tissues of the human body from a person who has recently died, or from a living donor, for the purpose of transplanting. Organs and tissues are removed in a surgical procedure. At the time of death the organ, tissue, or eye recovery agency will make a determination, based on the person's medical and social history of which organs/tissues are suitable for transplantation.<br />
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Organ donation typically takes place after brain death, the irreversible loss of all brain functions, including the brain stem. Tissue donation can take place after brain death or cardiac death (the irreversible loss of cardiovascular function)~Wikipedia.<br />
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At 1st i changed my mind to fill up the form. but then, i realize that if today is not the day, when it will be?<br />
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The main reason i wanted to be one because i want to give other people chance to live when i die. Giving them 2nd chance to live and be happy would be great feeling for me although im dead.<br />
Right now, it is my own decision. i havent inform my family yet.but hopefully, they will support beacuse it is a noble action i want to do before i die.<br />
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I wish i can see the person's face when given chance to live.I dont want to waste my organ to be buried 6 feet under. This is because im taking care of my organ perfectly now and it would be a waste if to be wasted like that.<br />
In fact, i want my organ scattered all over the place. I wish my bone is somewhere at school lab for anatomy for education purposes, my Cornea is somewhere maybe in Korea,and my heart is somewhere special with unknown person and my lung somewhere with people who really wants another chance to breath.<br />
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Be one and make ur life more meaningful. By helping others, ur life will be blessed with unconditional love and prosperity...Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-37570146196372032692010-10-16T05:53:00.000-07:002010-10-16T05:53:56.893-07:00Is It a Crush Or Really Love....?Crush is liking someone and you get nervous when you see them and it's mostly attraction and lust. It is also unexplainable by words. A crush is a form of love *just temporary. It's the kind of feeling that hits you one day and you will start thinking about that person a lot and maybe daydreaming of what it would be like to be with that person.<br />
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I think love is when you really like someone for who they are. They always make you happy when you see them, and you always want to try to make them happy too. It just that a crush and love have lots in comment but the only thing is that love don't fade away as easily as a crush does.<br />
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When you have a crush you think you love them, but after a while if you don't tell him/her and you're not showing that you have any interest in him/her it'll just fade away faster than you think it would. As for love, it doesn't go that easily.<br />
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There is also a difference between loving someone and being <b>in</b> love with someone. I love a lot of people - for who they are, how I feel when I'm around them, and the respect I have for the person. I'm only <b>in</b> love with <b>one </b>person.<br />
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There is an underlying feeling that you are "in it" together and you trust that this person is always looking out for your best interest, as you do theirs.<br />
Then there's the passion sometimes it's stronger than other times and it changes as the relationship grows, but is always a part of your life.<br />
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Crushes usually happen to younger people who are still growing and learning about themselves. To experience true and deep love, they need to know and love themselves before they can truly love another person.<br />
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So, ask yourself... Is it a crush or really love...Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-67696751788530743342010-10-12T03:32:00.000-07:002010-10-12T03:32:38.185-07:00Little Acts of Kindness - BIG Difference<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Wl7Ri9QnKf3wd6asaTMSqTzipVqxnK680ysHzIbgTo0E-UyhyphenhyphenvyxnO3smSFGjUaiMiIWNUaBzp26Xowr4F0BEbcw5xggduUzjTHGiwNqwSfDRR_PUFYlXLjt1luLNr4Fzik9hi9KpCG4/s1600/200905-omag-blowing-bubbles-220x312.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8Wl7Ri9QnKf3wd6asaTMSqTzipVqxnK680ysHzIbgTo0E-UyhyphenhyphenvyxnO3smSFGjUaiMiIWNUaBzp26Xowr4F0BEbcw5xggduUzjTHGiwNqwSfDRR_PUFYlXLjt1luLNr4Fzik9hi9KpCG4/s320/200905-omag-blowing-bubbles-220x312.jpg" width="224" /></a></div><br />
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1. Say "Good morning" to strangers.<br />
2. Say "I love you" to someone you love.<br />
3. Take a minute to direct someone who is lost, even though you're rushing.<br />
4. Say "please" and "thank you"and really mean it.<br />
5. Simply say "I'm sorry" when you're wrong.<br />
6. Don't interrupt when someone is explaining<br />
7. Ask someone "How are you ?"—and then really listen to their response<br />
8. Simply Smile <br />
9. Facebook -Post something on your friend's wall <br />
10.Share interesting story or jokes with your friend.<br />
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I am in the process of doing this all .... Wanted number 2... but... lolz<br />
I am trying to make a difference and I am sure that you also capable of doing such action...Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-58950692126496458882010-10-08T05:09:00.000-07:002010-10-08T05:09:27.065-07:00This Is For You GuysThis is for my dearest friends..<br />
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My life isn't that complete without you all.. My everyday life is great and full of new experience that i encounter so far...Life would be boring and lonely without you all. I just want to say thanks that you've have given me such a wonderful experience to live...<br />
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We've been through everything togther in happiness and sadness..<br />
Time has gone so fast without us realizing it..<br />
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This is not a goodbye note.But this is a note that I want to treasure all the memories in my life...<br />
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This is especially for my mopongou friends, my beloved classmates, and my best friendssss forever and ever that I've met, to my seniors (aunties,uncle.cousin).<br />
To my UiTM friends that I've spent 1 and a half year knowing I really miss u guys....<br />
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I really wanted to express my gratitude that I'm surrounded by most beautiful people in thier own ways. They helped me to grow and be a better person..<br />
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Words cannot say express about this experience really is... Camera captures everything....Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-78461453657751703092010-10-05T03:03:00.000-07:002010-10-05T03:03:29.448-07:00Be YourselfWe are born to be original. Never pretend to be someone else and never afraid to be you! In fact, God created to be us not to copy or faking our self. Anyone who have problem in discovering himself/herself should just join <b>Glee </b>club lolz...<br />
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The main reason i write this thread is because this song by Bruno Mars stucked in my head almost for 2 weeks already..Some people find it difficult to be him/herself.. but for me, i always think that be who you are and say what you feel is the most natural act ever.. <br />
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Bruno Mars and Billy Joel also think alike.. The verse that catches my attention in Bruno's masterpiece is:-<br />
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<i>And when you smile,<br />
The whole world stops and stares for awhile<br />
Cause girl you’re amazing<br />
Just the way you are..</i><br />
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and if for Billy Joel:-<br />
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<i>Don't go changing, to try and please me<br />
You never let me down before..</i><br />
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The principle is simple.. if u want people to accept u they way u are, u should accept them as well. a person shall never change because it will differentiate between u and the thousand stars in the sky..<br />
Be what you are. This is the first step toward becoming better than you. You should love all ur flaws and your imperfection .<br />
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Back when i was still confuse of myself, i like to pretend to be someone else which should never did.. i dislike the way i look.. *suda la gumuk, mata sepet, skin pun not that perfect*..Malu with myself and social pun kurang..<br />
From there, from that moment, I ask myself, if u are not u, will u be happy pretending?<br />
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But, i am lucky that during school days especially high school, I have great friend that always support me..Then after several years i start to be happy with myself.. then baru la ada little self-esteem.. Then build up self-control and everthing.. Its the point where I become ME..Some people will critize you, but never ever let their "compliment" bring u down.. I've encounter it for like hundreds time.. People keep trying to put me down and step on me but I never listen walaupun hati mmg terasa.<br />
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Well, Christina Aguilera herself sung the song "Beautiful" well enough to remind us we are beautiful and words can't bring us down... We should a always have self- motivation and be open for anything.. Living ur life as you want it then be you... <br />
For some people, it is learning to love yourself, for others, it's not hiding who you are or changing things about you to fit in. <br />
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There are several steps that you can take to be YOU:-<br />
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<b>1)You can't be yourself if you don't know, understand, and accept yourself first</b><br />
<b>2)Stop caring about how people think about you</b><br />
<b>3) Be honest and open.We're all imperfect, growing, and human beings</b><br />
<b>4) Develop and express your individuality</b><br />
<b>5) Believe in who you are</b><br />
<b>6) Follow your own style</b><br />
<b>7) Smile</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Being different is absolutely beautiful and it attracts people to you.</span>Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-86015078396336387432010-10-02T23:27:00.000-07:002010-10-02T23:27:23.341-07:00L O V E editionThis time its very hard to write about love.. very hard topic but i have a lot to share..more complicated than <br />
anatomy but easier than maths *benci maths*..<br />
You will know the real meaning of love when you fall in love. because there is no words that can describe what love really is.. <br />
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from my point of view, love is love.. that is the reason i wake up in the morning and continue my day.. i am <br />
looking forward everyday, " will i found my love today?" or simple as " i want to look good to atract love".. this is a thought from a single person.. but what do couples think? i guess that couple that is really in love share everything with each other.. and yes, that is the way it is... no lies!<br />
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Yes.. and yes.. love makes me happy.. but will it last forever?<br />
I never knew what love really means before.. im speaking from my heart that full of denial of love.. i always avoid love because i dont want to get hurt.. love makes me sharp in thinking and make me more sensitive.. <br />
sometimes i envy in movies where couple cuddle and make love, and bla2.. many people critize that .."eee.. si daryl jiwang kalo tingu movie cinta.. daryl suka kissing2..." then, after i think betul2.. why we should a shame of love?<br />
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I think i may found my love.. but i dont know if that person is that person.. but for sure that person is my 1st love *never felt like this before..."makes me crazy and thinking of you all the time... 15mins of meeting or texting with you pun good enough already.."<br />
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<b>THE CITY OF LOVE</b><br />
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Im grateful to get the chance to visit the city of love.. Paris.. (sorry dont have the picture here).. Took couple of hours from London to Paris by Eurostar (train-service).. <br />
When i went there, i never thought of the price of love.. watching from TV, Paris is the center of fashion.. so.. i mcm looking forward, manatau terjumpa supermodel or any actors there..love was never at the back of my mind..<br />
i got the chance to visit the well-known Eiffle Tower..the significant and main attraction of Paris.. didnt get the chance naik to the top.. because people lining up and never ends more than a thousand of people...<br />
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Sitting under the Eiffle tower (its a beautiful garden with benches) with my family and family friends , i can see couple kissing (*if in M'sia suda kena tangkap*), sharing ice-cream and whispering to each other ears...<br />
*ice-cream cost like RM25-30 in Paris.. yes i did taste it.. =)<br />
The view from the bottom of the Eiffel Tower is good enough already because was amazed by the architecture.<br />
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After like staying there for 4 days. I really can feel the love and fashion and appriecating old monumens.. you can feel the envy that people are loving each other from lesbian love, gay love and normal ones because they love each other and walk side by side when they pass by and holding hands.. then its really funny when i think back how love can makes us.. (CRAZY!)..<br />
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Last time, I wanted "medicine" that stop love because loves make me miserable and heart broken.. but until end of the world pun love is around... (*im too negative about love last time)... it is because i am a teenager that percaya love bulat2.. then lepas tu, kena ambil kesempatan... kecewa mau mati!!<br />
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But time help me to grow.. and now.. i view love in different ways.. I'm grateful that love is with me all the time.. but to meet love,i will never know...<br />
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I am neutral about love.. because Ive seen the bright side and the dark side of love.....Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-22573919756835452452010-10-02T19:20:00.000-07:002010-10-02T19:20:32.267-07:005 things I knew For Sure<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCDNN-pIczCQP_OcNMkijnvxB64gSfTLWUzY_tHTOnTDFjSvmfs6Zg1oNC9SrUHGwGNcJF-864-3SE20XV_MHO3kjiapsUqiKFVsQ2V2q3vQubTtS0md-t6OvzvMf1t498FiAFZYqkQmC/s1600/cats2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWCDNN-pIczCQP_OcNMkijnvxB64gSfTLWUzY_tHTOnTDFjSvmfs6Zg1oNC9SrUHGwGNcJF-864-3SE20XV_MHO3kjiapsUqiKFVsQ2V2q3vQubTtS0md-t6OvzvMf1t498FiAFZYqkQmC/s320/cats2.jpg" width="245" /></a></div><br />
<b>* 5 things I knew for sure in life</b><br />
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1) every beginning has its end<br />
2) in life we have choices to make.. and the choice will relfect who you are<br />
3) to achieve well in life we need <span style="color: #cc0000;">BALANCE</span><br />
4) life is all about taking chances.. success and failure that u may encounter, is undefined<br />
5) "never too late" for anything<br />
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<b>*5 Things i knew for sure in looking good</b><br />
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1) less is more ( not in the sense of going out with underwear)<br />
2) mix vintage with bright colours <br />
3) the higher u do ur hair, makes it close to GOD..<br />
4) to look super good u need to sacrifice.. no pain no gain..<br />
5) self-confidence tops off expensive clothes<br />
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<b>*5 things i knew for sure in loving somebody</b><br />
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1) in relationship there is no rules<br />
2) never betray each others trust<br />
3) giving space is important<br />
4) if 1 is angry yelling, the other keeps quiet<br />
5) sex is not everything.. u need sometimes to cuddle in front of the TV, have candlelight dinner or simply<br />
giving each other ice cream..lolz..<br />
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<b>*5 things i knew for sure in friendship</b><br />
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1) never keep secret with each other<br />
2) if u have something in mind just say it to ur friend, they may figure out how to solve it..<br />
3) accept ur friends they way they are.. dont ever force them to change..<br />
4) share "stuff" that can be shared only.. ( u know what i mean)<br />
5) a true friend will be there with u no matter what.. sad, in anger, joy or just having normal feelings..Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-17842587699971483252010-10-02T08:45:00.000-07:002010-10-02T08:45:47.149-07:00Patience Pays Off!!<div style="color: black;"><span class="sqq">Patience </span>is the state of endurance under difficult circumstances or which you can wait for things. But personally, whats ur level of "patienceness"? In life i realize that patience really essential and it is a survival "tools" to make sure we are out from trouble..</div><div style="color: black;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXxdJ_LVJo98zvE3dWmAMjkDpOGrbE-3LCXAWpKqOkDhcvPkQDfnSO3xpafaADGVBRGF8Y0tKDDXq38O5CWkhkpKcsl97NEkfamBNCb7KY2vxABUaE42kezQqqNxsSqLCv24jBUhUygOl6/s1600/img-thing9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXxdJ_LVJo98zvE3dWmAMjkDpOGrbE-3LCXAWpKqOkDhcvPkQDfnSO3xpafaADGVBRGF8Y0tKDDXq38O5CWkhkpKcsl97NEkfamBNCb7KY2vxABUaE42kezQqqNxsSqLCv24jBUhUygOl6/s1600/img-thing9.jpeg" /></a></div><div style="color: black;">For love, i have nothing much to say because i am the type that is stupidly awaits for that particular person to say it 1st lolz.. It does sounds ridiculous but its fact about me.. i don't dare to make the 1st move because scared of rejection and humiliation..Even though some people say that u need to act now b4 ur love is taken, but for me i will not say a word i like this person so and so.. i rather die with this longing in my heart...*mmg mcm coward but what to do this is me..*</div><div style="color: black;"> </div><div style="color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="color: black;">For this moment, things doesnt go well as the flow..but i say to myself, what will i get if i gaduh with this person? will i gain benefits? will i get self-proudness? or will it satisfy me if i fight with this person?... deep in my heart mmg totally annoying.. super duper irritating.. bila hearing this particular person's voice mmg blood boiling and i felt like vomiting maggi mee.. Sometimes this particular person action is trying to mock me but i say.. what the hell... i dont care... buat la apa ko suka.. </div><div style="color: black;">mmg its not good for health, mentality and emotion keeping such feeling, but i dont like fighting or start a war.. so i just take it easy, let time heals and sticking to my friends..</div><div style="color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="color: black;">actually, it is up to an individual how they control themselves... the key is <span style="color: #cc0000;">self-control</span>... </div><div style="color: black;"><b>DONT ACT BASED ON FEELINGS..USE BRAIN TO THINK NOT OUR HEART</b>..(heart is for pumping blood to our body system..)</div><div style="color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="color: black;">1) Patience makes me strong in receiving criticism and help me to build good self-control...</div><div style="color: black;">2)Patience helps me to maintain good relationship with my parents, close friends and relatives (although some </div><div style="color: black;"> ppl could be that anooying.. no one is perfect) </div><div style="color: black;">3)Patience asked me to smile when i have something in my mind that needed me to wait..</div><div style="color: black;"><br />
</div><div style="color: black;">Tata4Now</div>Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-58286313075628065852010-10-02T07:19:00.001-07:002010-10-02T07:19:24.498-07:0020 Questions<div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">1. What is Your Name?</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- Daryl </span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">2. Current Song?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- If I die Young </span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">3. Current Mood?</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-Confused <br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">4. One thing your happy about right now?</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- No exams <br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">5. One thing your unhappy about?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- Loneliness </span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">6. Can you do a handstand?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-No <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">7. Where are you right now?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- In my room <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">8. What was the last website you visited before doing this survey?</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-Facebook <br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">9. Last thing you ate?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-Nasi Ayam at Nelz and Marshall's room <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">10. Do you believe in ghosts?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- Yes <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">11. Do you believe in heaven?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-Yes <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">12. If there was one, would you get in?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- Yea.. i hope so <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">13. Have you read all the Harry Potter books?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-No.. too thick <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">14. What was the last thing you said?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-Bye and goodluck to Begono <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">15. Current crush?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-No I dont have <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">16. When was the last time you ate a hamburger?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- 2months ago <br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">17. What's your last class of the day? </span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-Anatomy and Physiology<br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">18. Last time you saw your best friend?</span></span><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;"> </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">- Couple of hours ago<br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">19. Current Song now?</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-Sam Tsui- Just the way you are <br />
</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">20. Do you believe in true love?</span></span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="smallfont"><span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; line-height: 115%;">-Yes.. Totally<br />
</span></span></div>Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-71398312969849871052010-10-01T23:52:00.000-07:002010-10-01T23:52:54.950-07:00Reaching for our dreams<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIkUygjse88hzllgH1jURcV1zqQKwRIVk8t6tfnntCrsCg1uHKK87pxcI0YphZFacGUaCDcGcDv2SE5WxiunjewjErnK8DW90P1rIYwq-nbje-440mUHEnyw9b08eketA_3pN79MHd83QJ/s1600/img-thing6.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIkUygjse88hzllgH1jURcV1zqQKwRIVk8t6tfnntCrsCg1uHKK87pxcI0YphZFacGUaCDcGcDv2SE5WxiunjewjErnK8DW90P1rIYwq-nbje-440mUHEnyw9b08eketA_3pN79MHd83QJ/s200/img-thing6.jpeg" width="200" /></a></div><br />
Some people say that we need to reach for our dreams.. but have you ever thought of reaching or aiming it high?<br />
Dreams are pure thought. It is an opportunity to let us to discovery ourselves... Without dreams, there is no reality..<br />
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There are 3 types of a dreamer.. :-<br />
1st) a person who always day-dreaming. Dreaming for something but no action. its like waiting the sky to fall.. *useless and impossible*<br />
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2nd) a person that dreams in his/her sleep. Occurs while we are sleeping. its is our subconscious mind still keeps on working because of incomplete events in our life...bla bla bla *but it remains mystery*<br />
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3rd) a person that is hoping, wanting,trying, and chasing their own dreams. they work hard and let their "hands-dirty" in the process of reaching their dreams..<br />
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To be frank, I posses all 3... Yes.. i do day-dream... dreaming the very impossible to occur.. im scared to step in and taking risk..i like to have unrealistic expectations but i do believe in them.. my mind is fooling me but i realize that i am living in a real world.. a real one.. so sometimes i keep that dreams aside but still holding to it hoping that one day i can have it on my own....<br />
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<b>WHY DO WE DREAM?</b>Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-88514780263704099092010-10-01T12:00:00.000-07:002010-10-01T12:00:45.746-07:00Acceptance to Others...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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Love love love this song..<br />
1st 4 line is originated by Billy Joel - Just the way you are.. (oldies)<br />
Others is by Bruno Mars same title...<br />
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Really love Sam Tsui.. I was really amazed by his voice and emotion... Everytime Sam try to make a cover, he sang 100% better than original singer...<br />
Hopefully anyone that listen to this song can appreciate how beautiful the lyrics is.. <br />
Good Music + Good Lyrics = heals our soul and reaches our state of mind...<br />
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Tata4Now..Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9141949736880742553.post-40920546505903590232010-10-01T08:25:00.000-07:002010-10-01T08:25:59.970-07:00Introduction of New DiscoveryActually, I'm not sure whats going on...<br />
But I assume this blog is like a diary for me, that voice out my inner voice and thought.. a place thats mine and express freely..<br />
Was inspire by my friends San, Casey and Jets.. Also ways to keep contact with each other.. cause the are so called Mopongou.. *sampai disini ba.. lolz*<br />
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I am super duper newbie and trying to explore..<br />
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I named my blog <b>A walk of Night and Days</b> because in life, I learn that we need to have balance.. (Yin Yang).. it is also signifies the cycle of life and sometime in critical thinking> <b>Karma</b>... Besides, Moon and Sun for me signifies personality that may change seasonally.. its like rain or sunny.. we cannot predict it... Sometimes as normal or unique human, we have alter ego and some says double personality..and be gald to have it.. may help us in unpredictable situation.. (something u can think about)<br />
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Tata4now...Louis 达里尔http://www.blogger.com/profile/15339877558893239423noreply@blogger.com3