Sunday, August 27, 2006

Yahoo! Answers

So, I've heard that they say that Yahoo! Answers is a total failure....well, not for me anyway.

It's not that I asked questions but love answering them :P. When I logged into Yahoo! Answers, I always prefer answering from the Yahoo! Products category and get the answers from the Help page and usually get a vote for Best Answer which earns me extra 10 points. But then, while I was in Yahoo!Answers last night, I was surprised to see the following questions in the Yahoo! Products categories (could it be that these guys dont check where they post their questions?..I wonder)

If you wear a skirt what is the length that u preferd? (this question was asked on PHP category :))

What is my Indian name?

Who is oldest in the world?

Can you recommend a good cigar for me to try. I want something nice and mild and aromatic.?

Where can i get discount coupons for Cedar Pointe Amusement Park in Sandusky Ohio?

How many of you guys out there have a girls' avatar, and why?

What is the name of a jewllary collection site ? gold? diamond?

And my favorite question:

What is up with those forwards in which they send you a picture and tell u to forward it to people or you die? :))

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

The new man in my life, eh!!!

Jim McGorman
I love this guy, I just love him..he is so smart...oh so everything

............With JD...the two men in my life, hee hee. I remember voting for JD last year

It's the House Band here..they are all so great I've always liked them from that Rockstar INXS moment (From l-r: Paul, Jim (*sigh*), Nate, Sasha and Rafael)

Monday, August 14, 2006

Dance With My Father

Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved

If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again

When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me

If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
'Cause I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again

Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream

Thanks to YouTube...I've managed to find this song. I've been listing to this song over and over again.

The line that touches me the most:

If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

If I could turn back time

I often asked this question to myself......If I could turn back time, which part of my life do I want to turn back?

Is it my college days? - I had so much fun and great momories of those days
Or, is it my junior college days? as I had so many experiences in those days
Or, my school days?, H/S, M/S..

Then the answer came and knew that there could not a moment greater than my childhood days.

When I was still a kid, everday brought a new excitement into my life...

My first day in school - That was St, Maria Gorattis School, Kolasib. My day was posted in Kolasib those days. I remember the first day of school..our class Nursery (wow, hard to believe I once was in Nursery), we were kept inside our classroom and our mothers were waiting outsite. Then everyone in my class started to cry...except me :) and I was wondering what they cried about... I just couldn't understand why they cried....even till today, I havn't figured out good enough reason to cry on the first day of shcool. Since it was a Catholic shcool, maybe my classmates were afraid of the sight od he sisters, with their head covered. Sweets were distributed.

Oh, now that I have mentioned sweet, I just remember my friend, Lalkuki, put a sweet (which was a small round multi colored sweet) inside her nose and couldn't take it out. After several desperate unsuccessful attempt, she started to cry and then Sir Ni-a (if I am not mistaken) took her to the hospital. But luckily on their way, the sweet came out by itself, whew, it was a the talk of the school that day.

My first books - I remember how excited I was when I actually took home my school books for the first time. There were around 5/6 books and one big coloring book. On the way home, I just couldn't resist looking at that drawing book that I took it out from my bag which my sisters told me not to, and when I tried to put it back, I wasn't able to do so. After much attempt, I had to asked my sister to help me and who helped me with the 'I told you so' written over her face.

Class over - Everyday, right after class, I ran home immediately so that I can meet my mother. God, how exiting it was to see my mother's cheerful face right after school. It was ans still is one of the most beautiful sights.

Then after school you finish your homework and its playtime and 'pawnto'. I dont see kind these days doing the pawnto...sad, they surely missed out the best times of childhood.

Then, winter starts or as we used to call it, the '....ber' month came and we felt that we could actually feel/smell Christmas in the air. Everyday, right after shcool we used to watch out for the flowering of a certain grass called tlangsam (I think) and started couting the day when Chrismas will was exciting 8->

Then Christmas finally came and on Chrismas Eve, we tried our best to stay up the whole night but always failed. Since we live in a small commutnity, called 'Forest Veng' those days, we always celebrated Christmas at our house, being the biggest quarter around and we all spend Chrismas together no matter to which denomination you belong to. The elder ones sang Christmas the whole night and we used to play outsite, a big fire lighted outsite.

If I could turn back those Christmas days, I would do anything.

I want to go back to the time when...

Decisions were made by going
Father has a donkey,
Donkey dies, father dies

Mistakes were corrected
by simply exclaiming, "do over!"

"Race issue" meant arguing
about who ran the fastest.

Money issues were handled by whoever
was the banker in "Monopoly."

Catching the fireflies or phingphihlip could
happily occupy an entire evening.

It wasn't odd to have two
or three "best" friends.

Being old referred to anyone over 20.

The worst thing you could catch
from the opposite sex was cooties.

It was magic when dad
would "remove" his thumb.

Having a weapon in school meant
being caught with a slingshot.

Nobody was prettier than Mom.

When you feel that your parents could not make a single mistake
Like slipping or fall from stair etc

Scrapes and bruises
were kissed and made better.

Abilities were discovered because
of a "double-dog-dare."

Saturday morning cartoons weren't
30-minute ads for action figures.

No shopping trip was complete,
unless a new toy was brought home.

made perfect sense.

Spinning around, getting dizzy and
falling down was cause for giggles.

The worst embarrassment was being
picked last for a team.

War was a card game.

Water balloons were
the ultimate weapons.

Taking drugs meant
orange-flavored chewable aspirin.

Ice cream was considered
a basic food group.

Older siblings were the worst tormentors,
but also the fiercest protectors.

Thursday, August 03, 2006


Here I sit all alone,
Thinkin' 'bout what I should have known
You made me think that I could need you
You weaved your magic spell and I believed you
Lookin back on you and me, promises that will never be
I truly thought we were lovers
But now I find that I'm just like all the others
Heartbreaker, wish that I had seen that love was blind
Sweet little love maker, takin my heart and leave me behind
Heartbreaker, couldn't you be
Just a little more kind to me

Played with fire, felt its burn
I would have thought that I would have learned
I melted every time you kissed me
Every time you'd leave I thought that you would miss me

Heartbreaker, wish that I had seen that love was blind
Sweet little love maker, takin' my heart and leave me behind
Heartbreaker couldn't you be
Just a little more kind to me

This song once had such a deep meaning in my life