Thursday, 20 September 2007

Just a Diary

It's over one week I didn't post anything at my blog. Actually I have lots of new things to say but I can't write anything and some of the unfinished posts are still saved as draft. I was unlucky in these days. For all the bad things happened to me, I dont want to comment anything. I was too tired of talking about it. Now it's time to buried these unpleasant words but I just cant get it over in few days. It affected me somehow and I was pissed off some days.
OK. Stop! It's enough! Hey ... Don't worry about me. I'll be fine :)

In these days, I was listening MKM's songs. Here are some of my selection of MyoKyawtMyaing's song. For more of his songs and articles about him, pls visit to our MyoKyawtMyaing Fan Blog.

မိုးေကာင္းကင္မွာ
နတ္သမီးပံုျပင္
ေပ်ာ္ရႊင္မႈဆိုတာ
စိတ္ညစ္ေနလား (unplugged version)
အခ်စ္သီခ်င္း
သီခ်င္းမ်ားရပ္မဲ့ေန႔
ေမ၃၁
ေနရာတိုင္းမွာ
ေက်နပ္ဆဲပါ
ညေနာက္အေျပးေလွ်ာက္
မင္းေလးခ်စ္တတ္ရင္
ခ်စ္သူ
တဒဂၤ
၀င္သက္ထြက္သက္မ်ား
မင္းအတြက္
တစ္ခ်က္ေလာက္ေတာ့ ငဲ့ၾကည့္သင့္ပါတယ္
မသိျခင္းမ်ား (2 plus - feat.MKM)
အခ်စ္ေတြ႔ရွိျခင္း

ခ်စ္တဲ့သူရွိတယ္ ဒီကမာၻႀကီးထဲ
မုန္းတဲ့သူရွိတယ္ ဒီကမာၻႀကီးထဲ
ဆႏၵေတြကြဲျပား တူဖို႔ခက္ခဲ
ကမာၻထဲမွာ မင္းနဲ႔ ကိုယ္နဲ႔သာနီး
ခြဲခြာခ်ိန္ ... ရူးမယ္ အခ်စ္ဆံုးေရ

မီးေတာက္ေတြၾကားမွာ စမ္းေရေလးလား
မိုးႀကိဳးသံၾကမ္းတမ္း အၾကင္နာၿငိမ္းခ်မ္း
၀ိုးးးးး ၿမိဳ႔ႀကီးေတြေဟာင္း ျပတိုက္ေတြေဟာင္းလည္း
အခ်စ္မ်ားကမေဟာင္း

ခြဲခြာခ်ိန္ ... ရူးမယ္ အခ်စ္ဆံုးေရ
ခြဲခြာခ်ိန္ ... ရူးမယ္ အခ်စ္ဆံုးရယ္
သိပ္ခ်စ္တယ္ I Love You

မင္းနဲ႔ ခဲြရတဲ့ရက္ေတြဟာ ရက္ေပါင္းအသေခ်ၤဆိုလည္း
တို႔ႏွစ္ေယာက္ရဲ႔ ခ်စ္တဲ့ ယံုၾကည္ခ်က္က သိပ္ခိုင္တယ္ အခ်စ္ရယ္

အိုး အခ်စ္ဆံုး လက္ခ်င္းဆက္ထားမယ္
ေလညႇင္းေလးေတာင္ မျခားပဲ ... တို႔ကပ္ထားမယ္

ခြဲခြာခ်ိန္ ... ရူးမယ္ အခ်စ္ဆံုးရယ္
ခြဲခြာခ်ိန္ မလိုဘူး ... အိုး ... သိပ္ခ်စ္တယ္
မင္းပဲ ကိုယ္ခ်စ္တယ္
Living On A Prayer By Bon Jovi

Once upon a time
Not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks
Unions been on strike
Hes down on his luck...its tough, so tough
Gina works the diner all day
Working for her man, she brings home her pay
For love - for love

She says weve got to hold on to what weve got
cause it doesnt make a difference
If we make it or not
Weve got each other and thats a lot
For love - well give it a shot

Chorus:

Whooah, were half way there
Livin on a prayer
Take my hand and well make it - I swear
Livin on a prayer

Tommys got his six string in hock
Now hes holding in what he used
To make it talk - so tough, its tough
Gina dreams of running away
When she cries in the night
Tommy whispers baby its okay, someday

Weve got to hold on to what weve got
cause it doesnt make a difference
If we make it or not
Weve got each other and thats a lot
For love - well give it a shot

Chorus

Weve got to hold on ready or not
You live for the fight when its all that youve got

လူဆိုးစာရင္း

လူအမ်ားနဲ႕ အလုပ္လုပ္ၾကျပီဆိုရင္ ေတြ႕ရတတ္တဲ့ လူဆိုးေတြ ႐ိွတယ္ဗ်ာ။ ဒီလို ေျပာလို႕ မင္းက ဘယ္ေလာက္ ေကာင္းလို႕လဲ ဆိုရင္ေတာ့ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ကိုယ္တုိင္လည္း ခပ္ဆိုးဆိုးပါပဲ။ ဒါေပမယ့္ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ ၾကံဳခဲ့ဖူးျပီး ေနာက္ထပ္ မၾကံဳခ်င္တဲ့ လူဆိုးစာရင္းကို ျပဳစုၾကည့္တာပါ။

(၁) ကိုယ္တိုင္ အလုပ္မလုပ္ပဲနဲ႕ သူမ်ားလုပ္ထားတာကို နာမည္ ၀င္ယူတဲ့လူ
(၂) အထက္လူၾကီးရဲ႕ မ်က္ႏွာမရ ေျခေထာက္ပဲရမယ့္ အလုပ္မ်ိဳးကို ဟုိလူ ဒီလူကို အတင္း ထိုးေပးတဲ့လူ
(၃) အထက္လူၾကီးရဲ႕ ေ႐ွ႕မွာ အလုပ္အရမ္းၾကိဳးစားသေယာင္ေနျပျပီး ကြယ္ရာမွာ ဘာမွ မလုပ္တဲ့လူ
(၄) ကိုယ္တစ္ေယာက္ထဲ ေကာင္းစားဖို႕အေရး အမ်ားကို ေခ်ာက္ခ်၊ တြန္းတိုက္၊ နင္းကန္ျပီး အေပၚကို တက္တဲ့လူ
(၅) ကိုယ့္ထက္သာ မနာလိုတဲ့လူ
(၆) အထက္ဖား ေအာက္ဖိတဲ့လူ
(၇) အေျပာခ်ိဳခ်ိဳနဲ႕ စကားႏိႈက္ျပီး ကြယ္ရာမွာ အတင္းတုတ္တဲ့လူ
(၈) ေနရာတကာ ဆရာၾကီးမလုပ္ရရင္ မေနႏိုင္တဲ့လူ
(၉) ကိုယ္ေရးကိုယ္တာကိစၥေတြကို ၾကိဳက္မွန္းမသိ မၾကိဳက္မွန္းမသိ စပ္စပ္စုစု ေမးတဲ့လူ
(၁၀) အလုပ္လုပ္တယ္ဆိုတာ ပိုက္ဆံရဖို႕ ဆိုတာေလာက္ပဲ သိတဲ့လူ

ထပ္ျဖည့္ခ်င္တာ ႐ွိရင္ ေျပာသြားၾကဦးဗ်ာ။ ကၽြန္ေတာ္ေတာ့ ဒီေလာက္နဲ႕ပဲ ရပ္လိုက္ဦးမယ္။

ေရးသားသူ

သူမ်ားကို ေ၀ဖန္ဖို႕ပဲ မ်က္လံုးေဒါက္ေထာက္ၾကည့္ေနသူ :P

Amazing skill of holding eggs

Woo hoo...what a skill. I can't even hold one egg in my hand like this guy does in the photo. I think he's from China.

Story

I have an apple.

For that apple, there is a bird.

For that bird, there is a pair of wings.

For that pair of wings, there is a cage.

I have a sheet of white paper.

For that paper, there is a poem.

For that poem, there are one hundred words.

For those one hundred words, there is a head.

When the words are given wings

A bird flies straight into the head.

On the table are left only

An apple on which nothing is written

And a sheet of paper with a chunk bitten off.


Wednesday, 19 September 2007

Friday, 7 September 2007

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