October 17, 2008 • No Comments

Sad clown..dont wannabe just like you! Keep smiling all the time, making all the people laugh, doing something stupid and funny but cant never lie that u’re just a person like me.
Realise life is more than just a place to laugh. It’s a place to feel all the sorrows too. Cant be good at all time, shouldnt be bad too.
Sad clown, none is perfect. Behind the heavy cover that you have, lies fragile things. Hard to be seen but easily broken. If only can be more honest, life shouldnt be that hard.
Laugh when you wanna laugh, cry out loud when you know that you cant hold it all anymore. Stay when you know it’s just too tired to run forever.
Sad clown, dont put all the drama things in front. Just do whatever you wanna do. Feel what you wanna feel. Be yourself ! Cause you’re still just a human just like me.
September 3, 2008 • No Comments
7 months ago..i was a complete fully playgroup teacher, another amazing story in me. Still cant even forget how sweet all the lil angels hung around in me. Started this ’fun work’ by assembling myself to be someone nicer especially to those amazing lil creatures. Tried to put down my ideal definition of working and involved my creative side to develop the ability of recognizing children psychologist. Did for almost everyday-in a small colorful classroom-singing and dancing altogether, making art and craft, teaching abc, counting 123. Gee..never expect to do such a real fun yet complicated worktasks. Luckily, was supported by all these lovely team mates in learning all of it. Never really know how to say thanks to them. They worked so hard to make me feel attached to the work. See all the less tired but full of compasion faces of them-singing baa baa black sheep like everyday for the children (gosh..cant we change the song ? ) and taking all the blames from parents of their children bad habits..funny yet miserable sometimes. Well, hopefully you guys will always get the best things in the world. Let’s sing our national anthem “tumble tots are great….”. Cheers.
February 14, 2006 • 1 Comment
wish that we can go out to the moon and spend our whole weekend there. make our own party and play our song all the time. sleep till we cant close our eyes again. eat till this stomach feels so full. drink till we get drunk. take a pic of us with any style that we want. laugh till other creatures feel so annoyed by us. shop till we drop-which i dont know who will sell somethin’. lay under the outerspace sky and chit chat about whatsoever. well…dont know how or why that this dream will come true. but still even only in earth…i would love to do that.