My godfather is always telling me how much he adores my innocence. It delights me to hear such kind words through his mouth with love but I can't help myself but be humour to these unrealistic ideals my godfather has.

I've once told him that I am drench with sin yet he insists that innocence can be renew, even with all the guilt settled in the very depts of my heart itself. I can implant the goodness needed in my heart and even the very core of my mind, maybe then I be "good" again, but can it really restore the innocence that I have lost over my course of life?

Can innocence really be renew? If so, how?

Right after I get some cosmetic surgeries to have eyes the size of saucers I’m so going to try out each of these hairstyles!.

Haruhi Suzumiya is mad cool!

Nothing about the Chinese language is more difficult than pronouncing the syllables with the correct pitch. For a single syllable, seven different pitches in tones are possible, all of which could have non-related meanings. For example, the syllable “tong” in one pitch would mean “chinese” but in another pitch, “to butcher.” Another example: the syllable “sic” dependent on pitch could mean “to know” or “to eat.”

And so, one english missionary learns this the hard way during his missionary work in china. He would go village to village speaking to the locals in chinese,

“I like chinese people, and I want to know you all.”

And for all of heaven’s sake he could not figure out why every man, woman and child in every village would always scream on top of their lungs and scram in all four directions as if hell is upon them.

I wish I had made this one up myself, but no… I must give mad propz to the pastor I heard this from.