<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:51:48.124+07:00</updated><title type='text'>The blog of a Sisaket boy</title><subtitle type='html'>This is where all the country roads lead, smooth as silk.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113975826342104117</id><published>2006-02-12T22:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:41:45.836+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>I'm moving to &lt;a href="http://www.maimearai.com"&gt;www.maimearai.com&lt;/a&gt; to join Ben on our own site so see you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113975826342104117?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113975826342104117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113975826342104117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113975826342104117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113975826342104117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2006/02/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113847138397035528</id><published>2006-01-29T00:54:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T01:03:05.653+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ซินเจีย ยู่อี่ มีหนี้ต้องใช้</title><content type='html'>I don't know what it's called in english but it's such a good red envelope. When I got to work the owner gave me one with some money inside. I think I like Chinese New Year more thank the Thai New Year because noone gives me money then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grandma who always talks to me was telling me all about the tradition and offered to let me clean since she isn't supposed to during the new year period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/FreeMoney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/FreeMoney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Anyway, happy Chinese New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113847138397035528?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113847138397035528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113847138397035528&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113847138397035528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113847138397035528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2006/01/blog-post.html' title='ซินเจีย ยู่อี่ มีหนี้ต้องใช้'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113843986968782897</id><published>2006-01-28T16:01:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T16:31:39.400+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bits and Pieces</title><content type='html'>Thank Ben that I just finished my magazine. All of the work belongs to him (even though he told me all the time that I'm so lucky to have him). I feel like I should tear a portion of my degree off when I graduate to give to Ben. The magazine I'm talking about is part of my airline business subject. I had to search for information on the airline business and I must thank Ben because I don't know anything about computers and he did it all the design for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/FrontPage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/FrontPage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Contents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/Contents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/BlackBox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/BlackBox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; Ever since I had to prepare all of the information for the magazine I haven't had much time to play my game, Lineage 2, and I actually asked Ben to get the new software for me from True but it wasn't available yet, even though 7-11 is a child company of CP who own True. Anyway, if it continues to prove difficult I might give it up and play World of Warcraft like Baba instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days are not very good for me considering that I can't play my game, have to do my magazine and my final exams are getting close. It was a big problem last week when the Australian Open was on and I wanted to cheer on my favourite player (Serena Williams). Unfortunately she lost against Danielle Hantuchova. How disappointing since Serena is seeded much higher and is the defening champion from last year. I have a question for her: Doesn't she love tennis anymore? Doesn't she want to be number one? Is she more interested in being on tv? I hope this is a really big wake up call for her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113843986968782897?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113843986968782897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113843986968782897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113843986968782897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113843986968782897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2006/01/bits-and-pieces.html' title='Bits and Pieces'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113759758592818178</id><published>2006-01-18T22:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:19:45.996+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethics And Russia</title><content type='html'>I've lost a lot of respect for my Russian Professor since finding out that he and my friend from Sisaket, who I went to school with, are dating. My friend has been absolutely dying to tell me all of the gory details about their sex life, but I don't care so he doesn't get a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I asked Ben what he thought about a teacher having a relationship with their student he said it is really, really bad and generally frowned upon. When I told him who it was that I was talking about he laughed out loud - he actually guessed who it was before I told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my friend doesn't turn up to class or exams because of his 'special status' with the professor and I'm getting pissed off because of the hard work I have to do and he doesn't. Should I let slip what is going on and let the story explode?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113759758592818178?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113759758592818178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113759758592818178&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113759758592818178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113759758592818178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2006/01/ethics-and-russia.html' title='Ethics And Russia'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113751905214963141</id><published>2006-01-18T00:07:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:32:40.490+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Hours Of Nothing</title><content type='html'>When I got home today, after being pissed off by my farang professor and feeling so tired, I decided to have a sleep. Everyday when I finally get to sleep Ben always calls to interrupt me, which he did again today. Today he called to tell me that I should play Lineage 2 since they are doing a promotion before introducing Chronicles 4, the latest expansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I logged in and tried to get the free experience that they were supposed to give today and after standing in an amazingly long line of hundreds of players for three hours, I gave up. The other things they gave, which didn't require me to waste any time at all, were money and all of the skills my character could possibly have. I bought the best gear I could and decided right away that I needed to summon my latest pet - a Dark Panther (a level 76 summon and I'm only level 34).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After standing in the line for three hours waiting for the GM I was pretty upset and swore quite a bit in English until someone complained that I should stop saying it in English, daring me to say it to the GM in Thai when he came back (he didn't come back that I know of).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My new summon is definitely better than Ben's bear and looks much more powerful and dominant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things got a little slow with so many people in the one area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113751905214963141?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113751905214963141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113751905214963141&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113751905214963141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113751905214963141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2006/01/three-hours-of-nothing.html' title='Three Hours Of Nothing'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113723515249191456</id><published>2006-01-14T17:26:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T17:39:13.176+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Kids</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/idiotday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/idiotday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Ben dragged me to Siam Paragon to visit the Books Kinokinuya, which he read is the biggest in Thailand from Lynn's blog (he's upset because the computer section is so tiny and full of 'Dummys Guide to...' books). I liked it because they had a big comics section and I found a comic I like, but didn't buy it because it was 420 baht - just for a few pages of drawings! The paper quality is really crap so I was surprised they were asking so much for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to get to my point for blogging today, on the way to Kinokuniya they had a childrens day activity going on. I asked Ben to stop so we could watch but he said it was stupid after watching for a few moments. They were teaching english to those poor kids pictured above and the host/girl always spoke english as if all the kids could understand and was showing them colours on cards asking them what colour it was in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None of them said anything the whole time, probably wondering what she was saying, but we had the colours red, blue, green and 'indigo'. Ben laughed when she said indigo and complained that she should have said purple instead because it has less syllables. I have to agree with him because in preschool they would only teach kids how to recognise and say purple, not indigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we got home Ben was complaining more about the indigo girl and said she should have asked them to say vermillion or some other long-worded colour. I think they were trying to make the activity seem 'hi-so' but from what I could see the kids couldn't follow indigo girls english and stood like zombies on the stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113723515249191456?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113723515249191456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113723515249191456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113723515249191456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113723515249191456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2006/01/poor-kids.html' title='Poor Kids'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113698526741692453</id><published>2006-01-11T20:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T20:14:27.466+07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Smoking Car</title><content type='html'>Today, when I got off the bus on my way home from uni, some guy driving a saloon had smoke coming from the front of his car. I said to myself "How could that guy drive such a smoky car?" and suddenly he jumped out of his car and ran into a building, standing watching his car burn. I stopped because I was so afraid the car would explode so I didn't cross the road, instead using the escalators to hide in case it combusted further. The vendors on the street shouted to each other and ran for their lives thinking along the same lines as I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noone did anything about the car and the smoke started to get very thick, blowing everywhere, but the owner was still standing inside doing nothing. I dragged myself close to the car, or as close as I was willing to go, to get this photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/explosion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/explosion.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is after the fire had been extinguished by the police.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That car wasn't old, it was a Toyota Camry - beware Camry owners!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113698526741692453?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113698526741692453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113698526741692453&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113698526741692453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113698526741692453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2006/01/smoking-car.html' title='A Smoking Car'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113690342873513518</id><published>2006-01-10T21:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T21:30:32.136+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking Moto</title><content type='html'>Yeah it's really fucked since I got it, a hi-so one for 14,000 baht, so there's no better word to match with Moto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may recall that the previous problem meant the phone wouldn't charge and that they took away my charger for a week, not providing a temporary replacement, and told me they'd call me when it was ready to pick up (I don't know how they thought they would call me since my battery would have been dead by then).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new problem started about a week ago, now I can't access my phonebook. It isn't some 'connection' problem like they said about the charger, it's the actual software. I want to say to them "This is the second problem since I got this mobile - what are going to do to make me happy?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben is going to call them tomorrow and say "This is the second problem after you left me with no charger last time and simply fixing it will not make me happy. What are you going to do to make me feel better about this phone, because I am at the point where I don't want a Motorola phone and am considering that leaving Nokia was a mistake."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113690342873513518?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113690342873513518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113690342873513518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113690342873513518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113690342873513518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2006/01/fucking-moto.html' title='Fucking Moto'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113475122185418776</id><published>2005-12-16T23:21:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T01:29:26.236+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what should i say on this title?</title><content type='html'>yeah i cant think of any thing to tell the whole thing i'm going to talk about and i'm well aware that i'm just too shit on naming anything, i'm not cool though, just like my character's name, kendall, lord buddha it's so lord buddha dam boring, like i said above i'm just too shit - i apologise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weather in bangkok has been very nice for a few days already. "i love it" but i cant put my scarf on anyway, even though i'd love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister called me and complained about "it's bloody cold in dublin" she said she cant stand with the weather, thatsometimes got down to nearly 0 degrees. i told her " whatever! this is life" am i mean?- i dont care anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw king kong with ben a couple days ago, it was good cause i like naomi watts anyway, since she was in the ring both 1 and 2. when i first saw the making of the king kong film i was shocked of the director's size, you know, peter jackson. he was extremely thin, i mean, if you compared to the "old day" when he made the lord of the rings. anyway his latest film was good and i'm unlike &lt;a href="http://harrisben.blogspot.com/2005/12/king-kong.html"&gt;somebody&lt;/a&gt; who sees the film to just look for some "mistake" people please, dont be like that! when you see the film, do you actually forget "what's the point of seeing it?" yeah it's for some fun, not looking for some thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113475122185418776?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113475122185418776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113475122185418776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113475122185418776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113475122185418776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-should-i-say-on-this-title.html' title='what should i say on this title?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113475010594693224</id><published>2005-12-16T22:55:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T01:26:29.916+07:00</updated><title type='text'>talking about my game</title><content type='html'>it's been a while since i blogged last time. nothing has happened to me, it's not exciting at all but at least i'm happy with it. i have spent so much time on playing lineage2 as if i could be good in the game. i'm now considering what to be in the next class for my character, between a sorcerer, a necromancer and a warlock. let's see "what is the best for each class"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sorcerer:&lt;br /&gt;the sorcerer is a very perplexing being who borrows the power of the elements to cast extreme elemental magic. he supports his allies by pouring fire down upon enemies from a distance using blazing circle. enemies within the sorcerer's range are knocked unconscious with sleeping cloud.&lt;br /&gt;but the weak point of being a sorcerer is you cant stand alone, you need to have a party, which i dont have many friends in the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a necromancer&lt;br /&gt;the necromancer makes use of the power of darkness by reviving the black magic of the titans. he summons zombies from corpses with summon zombie and causes great harm to his enemies through corpse burst.&lt;br /&gt;it is quite interesting if you look at the skills that the necormancer has. for example "curse discard" which confuses an enemy to attack its ally or "curse fear" which instills fear into an enemy causing it to flee and "forget" which takes away the enemy's will to attack, they're quite interesting cause when you're in trouble you can use those skill to flee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a warlock&lt;br /&gt;the warlock considers the power of magic to be a living entity. he can create something from nothing by using the highest level of summon magic. like other summon mystics, he engages in battle vicariously by raising the defensive power and magic defensive power of servitors through servitor physical shield and servitor magic shield, respectively. the warlock can also raise attack speed through servitor haste.&lt;br /&gt;this class is so perfect for me, considereing that i like playing alone and dont have many friends to party with. i will be able to stand alone, i mean, playing with my summons and i can summon more than 2 summons at one time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113475010594693224?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113423632761076195</id><published>2005-12-11T00:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:26:10.510+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/phpbb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/phpbb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to log in the &lt;a href="http://www.thaicabincrew.com/webboard/index.php"&gt;thaicabincrew webboards&lt;/a&gt; and it popped up with the photo above and it says: &lt;blockquote&gt;FUCK YOU 0X1FE AND ALL PEOPLE IN UR CHANNEL ;) FUCK BOTS, FUCK BOXTALK HOPE ALL YOU LAMERS GET BUSTED SOON I OWN U ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credits to sirh0t and phpbb&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113423632761076195?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113423632761076195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113423632761076195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113423632761076195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113423632761076195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/12/what-happened.html' title='what happened?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113405983936647428</id><published>2005-12-08T22:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T01:01:30.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>have you ever noticed?</title><content type='html'>i just bought a bottle of reducing sputum syrup and i've noticed that it says "this syrup is used for drinking only" (thanks for letting me know). i tried to look around in my room to check if i have some stuff that has "instructions" on them and especially a "warning" section .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first thing that i looked at was a pack of washing power that says "&lt;em&gt;this detergent is used for washing only&lt;/em&gt;" (i think i know). on the soap box it says "&lt;em&gt;instruction: use the same as other soaps&lt;/em&gt;" (i think if you want to say that, dont bother) . the pack of the iron says "&lt;em&gt;please do not iron while wearing&lt;/em&gt;". the guidance paper for sleeping pills says "&lt;em&gt;if you take this sleeping pill, it might make you sleepy&lt;/em&gt;". the pack of gulicko pocky says "&lt;em&gt;please open and enjoy eating&lt;/em&gt;". on the tag of superman clothes for kids, that i got from being a cinema boy says "&lt;em&gt;warning: it is not possible to fly, for those who wear these clothes&lt;/em&gt;". finally i remember that at mcdonalds, in my uni, in front of the counter it says "&lt;em&gt;please beware of hot coffee&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for those people to tell me!&lt;br /&gt;are they insulting us that we have such a low iq?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113405983936647428?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113405983936647428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113405983936647428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113405983936647428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113405983936647428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/12/have-you-ever-noticed.html' title='have you ever noticed?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113370759495828108</id><published>2005-12-04T21:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T21:46:34.973+07:00</updated><title type='text'>long live the king</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/king.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/king.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ทีฆายุโก โหตุ มหาราชา&lt;br /&gt;ขอพระองค์ทรงพระเจริญ อายุยิ่งยืนนาน&lt;br /&gt;ด้วยเกล้าด้วยกระหม่อม ขอเดชะ &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113370759495828108?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113370759495828108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113370759495828108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113370759495828108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113370759495828108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/12/long-live-king.html' title='long live the king'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113354218902192258</id><published>2005-12-02T23:40:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:19:18.600+07:00</updated><title type='text'>daddy's day</title><content type='html'>it's another year that i'm not in sisaket for daddy's day because "i'm in bangkok"&lt;br /&gt;i'm kind of missing my dad because i'm feeling like i haven't done anything nice enough for him. there's always excuses to not visit my family on a dady's day, and one of the excuses is i dont have time! of course, the time i always have but i just do some thing else rather than being a nice boy at home in sisaket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish that sisaket was really close to bangkok so that i could visit my family whenever i want&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113354218902192258?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113354218902192258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113354218902192258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113354218902192258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113354218902192258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/12/daddys-day.html' title='daddy&apos;s day'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113354152141435160</id><published>2005-12-02T22:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T00:38:58.983+07:00</updated><title type='text'>not the right place</title><content type='html'>what would you do if you saw some body, browsing porn on the internet in a public place? well, i'd kick that person's ass if i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was working, there was one customer browsing porn on the net without any ashamedness, even though there were many people walking past. i first sent him a message that said "it is illegal to view porn on the internet in a public place" but he seemed to ignore it. until the grandma saw that he didnt give a shit about other people walking past so she told me to tell him to stop searching for porn and piss off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i do??? i'm just too chicken to tell him!&lt;br /&gt;but for the right thing, oui always can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me" (&lt;em&gt;didnt even move my lips to say a word yet)&lt;/em&gt; but he respond "i'm about to stop, i'm sorry but one last thing that i want to do is to print all of the photos i like"&lt;br /&gt;and then he printed many pages of his beloved porn and i hope that he enjoyed them a lot after spending time searching for porn at the internet cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grandma told me one more thing "oui if he wants to go to the toilet, dont let him go. just say it's not available" i think she's so smart to be afraid of what he might do in the toilet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113345536911177840</id><published>2005-12-01T22:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T23:42:49.180+07:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>because of the change in the weather, hot and cold, i've been sick for a while. Coughing and loaded with mucus, hate it! i had to miss my yoga class for days even though i've paid for it already, because doing yoga means dealing with breathing so with my blocked nose i had no choice. now let's have a look at my yoga place:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/19-11-05_0947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/19-11-05_0947.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the entrance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/19-11-05_0940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/19-11-05_0940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the temperatature controlled room&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they believe that in an environment with the temperature of 37 degrees you can stretch more and your muscles will relax more than just a normal temperature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/19-11-05_0942.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/19-11-05_0942.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/19-11-05_0946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/19-11-05_0946.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before you do yoga, you have to meditate and pray&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/19-11-05_0945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/19-11-05_0945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;with healthy section, you can learn how yoga is good to you health&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/19-11-05_0941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/19-11-05_0941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/19-11-05_0943.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/19-11-05_0943.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way to the locker room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/19-11-05_0948.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/19-11-05_0948.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;many members come with calmfulness&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the charater of my yoga place, hope that my illness would be gone soon cause i'm now missing doing my yoga&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113345536911177840?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113345536911177840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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it!</title><content type='html'>i felt so guilty whenever i think of the new member girl at my yoga place, who fell over while doing yoga. unfortunately, i saw her while i was trying to put my head onto my legs with the position of standing. i suddenly laughed, i....i couldn't help it. i saw that she was trying to stretch her head to reach her legs but, as it was the first time for her to do yoga (i think), she failed and fell over and her head hit against the floor. i can still remember it and every time i think of it i start laughing a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think she knew that i laughed at her and i couldn't concentrate on my yoga for the whole hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm mean but i really cant help it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113293495994788558?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113293390494975146</id><published>2005-11-25T22:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:46:00.436+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to dance with him</title><content type='html'>i found it funny and i think the way he danced is so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please click &lt;a href="http://www.jeffiscool.com/numanuma.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the show!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113293390494975146?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113293390494975146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113293390494975146&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113293390494975146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113293390494975146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-want-to-dance-with-him.html' title='i want to dance with him'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113293356195820605</id><published>2005-11-25T22:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T00:45:37.383+07:00</updated><title type='text'>no escape</title><content type='html'>i've been adicted to lineage II for a while and now i'm up to level 28. i have to play as much as i can cause soon i'll have to do my homework, reports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but so far, next week, i'm going to have a test with the american professor. i dont know why i always have to study with an american professor. i dont like that he always complains about thai students but all american students are...actually...good! maybe there is some american professor who is not a "thai student hater" or "mr complain". i wish i could study with that professor for once at my uni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113293356195820605?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113293356195820605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113293356195820605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113293356195820605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113293356195820605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-escape.html' title='no escape'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113233154288085207</id><published>2005-11-18T23:24:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T08:10:51.623+07:00</updated><title type='text'>can you guess what it is?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is...the best way to protect your pda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good idea?&lt;br /&gt;what did you really think of??? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113233154288085207?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113233154288085207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113233154288085207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113233154288085207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113233154288085207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/11/can-you-guess-what-it-is.html' title='can you guess what it is?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113233098374834311</id><published>2005-11-18T23:14:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T08:09:49.883+07:00</updated><title type='text'>mean mum???</title><content type='html'>i read from the internet that a 14-year old girl was punished by standing at the intersection with this letter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/14628_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/14628_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the woman, standing next to her, is her mum. she was upset because her daughter did a teribble job on her study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113233098374834311?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113233098374834311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113233098374834311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113233098374834311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113233098374834311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/11/mean-mum.html' title='mean mum???'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113231581668610833</id><published>2005-11-18T19:05:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T08:08:29.966+07:00</updated><title type='text'>will you donate?</title><content type='html'>if you see this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/10789-dogbeg[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/10789-dogbeg%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is a begger in front of pantip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113231581668610833?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113231581668610833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113231581668610833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113231581668610833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113231581668610833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/11/will-you-donate.html' title='will you donate?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113231555059130140</id><published>2005-11-18T18:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T08:07:41.540+07:00</updated><title type='text'>game - addicted</title><content type='html'>i'm now addicted to &lt;a href="http://www.lineage2.in.th"&gt;lineage II: rise of darkness&lt;/a&gt;. well it doesn't seem that i'm the only "one" who is suffering from game addiction, referring to &lt;a href="http://thailand.blogs.com/dailydose/2005/11/what_a_great_fe.html#more"&gt;baba&lt;/a&gt;. i'm really surpirsed! she has already completely ruined the image of bejewelled, showing that she is the master of that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, we have only one computer, so when i want to play my game or &lt;a href="http://harrisben.blogspot.com/"&gt;somebody&lt;/a&gt; wants to play his game we have to fight each other.&lt;div 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addicted'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113231412657020039</id><published>2005-11-18T18:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T00:45:16.853+07:00</updated><title type='text'>ลอยกระทง loi kra tong</title><content type='html'>it was the first time that i ever hung out with my friends for loi kra tong festival. it's really rare for me to hang out with friends and my friends were so surprised that i actually said "yes, i'll go with you guys".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt so guilty that i always say "no" to them, i am so mean, but they still want to be my friend. when my class finishes, i always want to come back home, doing my own thing alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well loi kra tong with friends was not so bad, especially since we had isaan food on the street close to khao sarn rd, but when we finished having dinner we bought a 40-baht kratong to float. there were a million people there, so i didnt enjoy floating my kra tong but luckily(for my friends) i liked eating there, otherwise i wont hang out with them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit that i'm a reserved person but dont you like doing things in your ownprivate world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113231412657020039?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113231412657020039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113231412657020039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113231412657020039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113231412657020039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/11/loi-kra-tong.html' title='ลอยกระทง loi kra tong'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113179819377596997</id><published>2005-11-12T18:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T20:14:31.403+07:00</updated><title type='text'>fat and tall</title><content type='html'>i had to work today...i so love it (this is a joke).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i first got to work, the grandma told me that she just kicked one of the staff out because he stole money and company property&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;: yesterday, one customer printed many pages, like, a leem of paper but he&lt;br /&gt;wrote down the report only for 4 pages and charged 16 baht, fortunately, i know&lt;br /&gt;that girl, so i asked her how much did that staff charged her and that girl said&lt;br /&gt;"350"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: ummm...how did you know it was him, who cheated?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;: well, i asked the girl "what did that guy look like?" and the girl said "he looks a&lt;br /&gt;little bit fat, tall and dark".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(thinking)&lt;/em&gt; what??? that sounds like me - but it cant be me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: wait a second "fat and tall"???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;: yeah fat and tall just like you but it's not you dont worry, it's (that guy's name). he has the same shape like you, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(whatever! i really hate her, saying i'm fat and tall)&lt;/em&gt;...........&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113179819377596997?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113179819377596997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113179819377596997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113179819377596997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dead - so i decided to call the motorola call centre and try to figure out what happened to my mobile and they told me that i should go to the motorola service shop at silom complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had to wait an hour for the staff to fix my beloved mobile and he finally said "it's nothing wrong with your mobile but it's because of the charger" he took my charger, telling me he would take it to another place to fix, and that it will take 2 weeks to replace with a new one. He said he'll give me a call when it's ready but how is he going to gave me a call since he's taken my battery charger! i tried to ask him if i could have a replacement charger while waiting for the new one but he said they didnt have it and that they dont have that policy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is soooo stupid. i'd never ever buy a mobile from motorola anymore, their service is so shit! however i'm considering to sell the damn thing and getting a new nokia one (hope it's not going to have some problems again).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113179671494859428?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113179671494859428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>was it rude?</title><content type='html'>a couple days ago i had to see the dentist to get my teeth tightened again. i'm getting sick of wearing braces on my teeth, it's kind of annoying so i decided to ask my denstist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: ummm, i'm getting sick of wearing these braces, is there any way to make it&lt;br /&gt;faster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;: i'm afraid not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: why? i mean, i cant eat anything that i want, just because of all these things sticking on my teeth all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;: umm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: what about i just pay for the rest? i hate paying every month too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;her&lt;/strong&gt;: that ain't going to change and we dont do it because of money, we actually care about your teeth and if we rush to pull your teeth together, that'll be dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(sigh)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;was it rude to ask?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113172270440630655?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113172270440630655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113172270440630655&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113172270440630655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113172270440630655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/11/was-it-rude.html' title='was it rude?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113171162726669396</id><published>2005-11-11T18:34:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T22:54:28.166+07:00</updated><title type='text'>'that' feeling</title><content type='html'>after uni today, i took the bus home as usual (but if it is an usual thing i wont blog) - yes something special happened to me while i was on the bus. the thing was, when the bus was stopped in the traffic jam around victory monument, i suddenly felt like doing a poo. yeah it's unstoppable like it must be a liquid one. i didnt know what to do because the bus was in the middle of the traffic and it wouldnt open the door until it got to the bus stop. i was so afraid that i'd blast off on the bus and i'm sure i'll be a freak and every one on the bus would stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"come on bitch, just change the light to green so that i can get off the bus and run to the toilet but where...???" i was so worried while wishing the police to swap the damn light and i was well aware that my burden was getting harder and harder so "i have to do some thing before..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried pressing the button which signaled the that i want to get off but first he said "i'm not going to open the door in the middle of the traffic, just wait until we get to the bus stop" and i said to myself "bitch you want to me blast on your f***ing bus???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oui you have to do it now there's no time!" i decided to press it again, thank buddhaness he opened the door but "where am i going to blast it onto??" thank lord buddha it's a ptt petrol station around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh relief....relief!!! every thing is so beautiful now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like i said that i wont blog if it's not special. i love it today, somehow it was kind of exciting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113171162726669396?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113171162726669396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113171162726669396&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113171162726669396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113171162726669396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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survey to suwannapume airport and to hong kong airport, check lap kok. they're parts of the airline business subject.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been waiting for the new episode of lost for 2 weeks, thank lord buddha that they're going to be on air tonight so that ben can download it tomorrow. i even forgot what happened previously cause it's been so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened with lost for the last 2 weeks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113154881228123527?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113154881228123527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113154881228123527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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He's going to work with my sister and her husband. He's about to resign from his current job and he has to get a new visa for his new work permit. I don't know about the process of Thai immigration for his visa, but today he told me that he will have to go to Singapore with my sister for the visa. Imagine, just for a new visa aaand - she's going to pay for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm going to ask her if I can come too (for free).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113146675487289047?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113146675487289047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113146675487289047&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113146675487289047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113146675487289047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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from 0-300 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;russia, the biggest competitor of america, has also faced this problem but the solution of russia is - using a pensil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the solution was right under your nose!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113124835192773149?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113124835192773149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113124835192773149&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113124835192773149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113124835192773149'/><link 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remembers me and the first thing they said to me was "you look bigger".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now feeling that my body is falling apart because yoga is a way to learn to twist your body and how to breath properly. of course i've done it before but after 2 years my muscles are so tense and are difficult to curve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113093026136570063?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113093026136570063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113093026136570063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113093026136570063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/113093026136570063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/11/yoga.html' title='yoga'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-113092184513975359</id><published>2005-11-02T15:50:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T18:37:58.310+07:00</updated><title type='text'>farang husband</title><content type='html'>i just unpacked my bag to wash my clothes and i suddenly found the photo and the letter from my dad's friend, who wants to have a farang husband desperately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked me if i could find a farang husband for her by posting on the net or whatever and she'll give me 500,000 baht if she could get married. she sounded so serious when she talked about it and i dont know why she's so keen to have a farang husband even though she has her own house, son, salary and she is a teacher and, especially, she's 45 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's really wierd! if she is so lonely, why does she want to have a farang to replace her ex-husband?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-113092184513975359?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/113092184513975359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=113092184513975359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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flight was at 8.15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's never good to get back to bangkok from sisaket because of the life style. i was there in my home town for like nearly a week and i enjoyed every moment there all together with my family. the first thing that i love when i first got there was fresh air, it's a bit cold though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my old friends visited me and took me out to the other friends. it's good to be back but one thing i'm so scared of is hanging around by a scooter because i found it's so dangerous and it seems like all of my friends have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stayed at home for most of the time and my mum did a really good job of feeding me as she cooked for me every day doing different dishes. she tried to cook some seafood for me but i told her "buddha, no more sea food" cause when i'm in bangkok i always have sea food. "mum i'm here to have isaan food" and then she cooked isaan food for me every day...som tum, lap mu ect.&lt;br /&gt;mum took me to a really nice spa aromatherapy place and i loved it cause it felt really nice and they put some hot herbal oil on my back after giving me my massage. i wish i could be there every day and i'm sure next time when i go back, i'll ask her to take me there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to bed quite early every day in sisaket cause i had no one to chat to after 9 pm cause every one has already gone to bed around that time and sisaket looks like a place which is huge different gmp time or something like that because when it's a nighttime, like 8 pm, everything will be so dead, quiet and empty so i felt like 8 pm in sisaket is midnight in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well i'm now back in bangkok, come back here again with my beloved pollution, yukky fast food and somebody who plays games all the time. ahhh i love it!&lt;div 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normal'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112994982143548044</id><published>2005-10-22T09:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T09:57:01.443+07:00</updated><title type='text'>and the winner is...</title><content type='html'>petaluma, ca – l’il sam, the 14-year-old chinese crested, wrinkled, hairless, and pale-eyed dog from santa Barbara, took home the title of world’s ugliest dog friday night (june 24) at the sonoma-marin fair’s annual world’s ugliest dog contest. l’il sam is owned by susie lockheed who took home $200 in prize money...yeah 200.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/n2328-1450[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/n2328-1450%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummm he's so cute isn't he? i like his teeth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112994982143548044?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112994982143548044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112994982143548044&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112994982143548044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112994982143548044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-winner-is.html' title='and the winner is...'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112989669394212957</id><published>2005-10-21T18:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:35:34.600+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what to expect?</title><content type='html'>what a surprise that my sister gave me a call and told me that i have to go to pattaya with ben on saturday. she said that ben's new boss, my sister's husband, is going to prepare a birthday party for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont usually know what to expect for presents that i'll get from my family or even to tell my friends when my birthday is, cause i think it's just a normal day except it's the date that i was born. many people think that their birthday should be special and that they should get some presents or surprises but i'm not one of them. besides i should be sad because i'm now getting old for one more year...no man can run away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday, my mum believes, it's a special day because it's on the thai national holiday, king rama V or chulalongkorn day. that's why my real name is exactly the same as what people call that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what should i expect, now that i'm getting old?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112989669394212957?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112989669394212957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112989669394212957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112989669394212957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112989669394212957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-to-expect.html' title='what to expect?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112986517306057460</id><published>2005-10-21T10:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:32:17.320+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the excitement of sisaket</title><content type='html'>next week, on tuesday, i'm going to go to sisaket, my home town, to visit my family after spending time doing nothing while i'm on holidays in bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisaket is quite far from bangkok and i always feel excited whenever i know i'm going back ever since my family moved back there. i'm now thinking of "what to eat" in my hometown cause i'm missing my typical isaan cuisine. i'm not talking about the pickled fish or "ปลาร้า", i'm talking about the taste of the local food, which is completely different compared to what bangkokians eat...painful, mild and yukky but it's still better than farang food or thai(farang style) food in australia, of course i'm a farang food hater!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about farang food hater, i'm now thinking of ben's mum cause every one in ben's family told me that she is kind of a reserved person to try eating any other food except farang food but when i was there i cooked thai food for her and ben's sister and every one was surprised that she actually did try! i hope that she wouldnt like it because i'd done a really terrible job for cooking but she said "i like it". i felt that was a "lie" because she wanted to make me feel happy and she told me while i was cooking "what kind of food are you doing? the smell has already hurt my nose" for me, i'd say it straight away if i dislike someone's cooking, i'll be happy to eat thai food and prefer to be fed thai food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm now still thinking of isaan dishes to eat while i'm in sisaket.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112986384793241607</id><published>2005-10-21T09:56:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-21T21:28:00.266+07:00</updated><title type='text'>flight plan</title><content type='html'>i haven't seen any films for a while compared to the old days when i worked at major cineplex. i've still got the free tickets to watch any films available on my free staff card for 8 seats, well normally i've got loads of them but i gave some to my friends and to the food people dowstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was "flight plan" that we saw last night, the film was so impressive, i loved every moment of it, especially because it's about aircrafts. i also liked the bad flight attendant, whom i think was great on it and it is a great idea to choose her for that role.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it meant to be a horror film or an action? well sometimes i felt like it's a horror film and sometimes it looked like an action film. the film was so exciting, you should see it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112986384793241607?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112986384793241607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112986384793241607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112986384793241607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112986384793241607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/flight-plan.html' title='flight plan'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112977911248066216</id><published>2005-10-20T10:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:56:42.530+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a great way to fly!</title><content type='html'>singapore airline is the first customer to buy the unbelievably sized aircraft, a380, and this giant monster will be used in 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the capacity of the a380 is up to 555 seats but singapore will provide only 512.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/942484[1]1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/942484%5B1%5D1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks like its mouth is open, waiting to be fed! i can't wait to see this bird in the full colour scheme, but so far, it looks great! i'm not crazy about the a380, but for its size, its awesome!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;now i have to admit singapore airline you're the great way to fly!!! but wait until you see THAI airways international using this type of plane...and i'm sure the colour will be more impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's check what my national airline has&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/920279[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/920279%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we're still using a340 but i love THAI's livery! it looks better than that big red nose thing above. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THAI Airways-thai fly-smooth as silk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112977911248066216?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112977911248066216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112977911248066216&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112977911248066216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112977911248066216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/great-way-to-fly.html' title='a great way to fly!'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112977769203080499</id><published>2005-10-20T10:04:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:53:23.866+07:00</updated><title type='text'>is it real or bulshit?</title><content type='html'>i wonder how could he take it out of the sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://d-day.ogsite.net/hamburger.html"&gt;http://d-day.ogsite.net/hamburger.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anybody tell me please if it is just bullshit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112977769203080499?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112960834422120531</id><published>2005-10-18T10:39:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T11:11:43.320+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the new law</title><content type='html'>a new law has just been issued by the government about forwarding immoral pictures or video clips, like porn or a naked picture, that defames someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"it is illegal to post or spread immoral pictures or video clips to public websites or elsewhere, that is easy for people to visit."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll be put in a jail for 5 years and be fined no more than 100,000 baht.  ---be careful!!...umm it's no good, i think, and how could they examine it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112960834422120531?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112960834422120531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112960834422120531&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112960834422120531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112960834422120531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-law.html' title='the new law'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112956415412047468</id><published>2005-10-17T22:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T22:51:40.660+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a new toy for rich people</title><content type='html'>i read in the thai newspaper today, called thairath, about the new toy for rich people, which is a small kangaroo, par wallaby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/pic_61.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/pic_61.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it looks so cute! i would get some as if i could afford it, 120,000 for a couple. that makes me think that i should get a pet, like a squirrel, but i dont know how to look after a squirrel. maybe i should do some research.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112956415412047468?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112956415412047468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112956415412047468&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112956415412047468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112956415412047468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-toy-for-rich-people.html' title='a new toy for rich people'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112930036618618786</id><published>2005-10-14T21:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T21:38:04.646+07:00</updated><title type='text'>did you know???</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coca-Cola was originally green.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The most common name in the world is Mohammed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The name of all the continents ends with the same letter that they start with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The strongest muscle in the body is the tongue.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TYPEWRITER is the longest word that can be made using the letters only on one row of a QWERTY keyboard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women blink nearly twice as much as men!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You can't kill yourself by holding your breath.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is impossible to lick your elbow.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;People say "Bless you" when you sneeze because when you sneeze, your heart stops for a millisecond.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It is physically impossible for pigs to look up into the sky.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The "sixth sick sheik's sixth sheep's sick" is said to be the toughest tongue twister in the english language.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you sneeze too hard, you can fracture a rib. If you try to suppress a sneeze, you can rupture a blood vessel in your head or neck and die.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Each king in a deck of playing cards represents a great king from history: Spades - King David, Clubs - Alexander the Great, Hearts - Charlemagne, Diamonds - Julius Caesar.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What do bullet proof vests, fire escapes, windshield wipers and laser printers all have in common? All were invented by women.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A crocodile cannot stick its tongue out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A snail can sleep for three years.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;All polar bears are left handed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;American Airlines saved $40,000 in 1987 by eliminating one olive from each salad served in first-class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Butterflies taste with their feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elephants are the only animals that can't jump.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the last 4000 years, no new animals have been domesticated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shakespeare invented the word 'assassination' and 'bump'.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stewardesses is the longest word typed with only the left hand on a QWERTY keyboard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The ant always falls over on its right side when intoxicated.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The electric chair was invented by a dentist.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The human heart creates enough pressure when it pumps blood out to the body to squirt it 30 feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rats multiply so quickly that in 18 months, two rats could have over million descendants. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wearing headphones for just an hour will increase the bacteria in your ear by 700 times.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The cigarette lighter was invented before the match.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most lipstick contains fish scales.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Like fingerprints, everyone's tongue print is different.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And finally 99% of people who read this will try to lick their elbow! ~!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112930036618618786?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112930036618618786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112930036618618786&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112930036618618786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112930036618618786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/did-you-know.html' title='did you know???'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112913338730405397</id><published>2005-10-12T22:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:39:17.140+07:00</updated><title type='text'>e passport</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;my old passport is going to be expired next month, so today i went to the passport place to ask for a new one and they call it "e passport" maybe it's a cool name to replace just "passport"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what it's going to look like cause they're going to mail my new passport to me in 7 days. i dont think it's going to be any different cause they just did the same process to gather my personal information onto it, except they asked me to put my both fore fingers onto the, ummm..., glass, maybe, that's what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they asked me to sit in front of the camera and this was when i enjoyed smiling toward it, but i'm glad she didnt say anything that i "smiled" because last time when i asked for my new id card, which i smiled as well and the officer told me to not smile but anyway i did smile as if i could pick the photo i like, no way. and i have to admit that i want to look good on my passport as well as my id card unlike my friends they look so dead like a zombie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/12-10-05_1244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/12-10-05_1244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; my que was 1000 but it only took a few minute untill my turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/12-10-05_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/12-10-05_1303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/12-10-05_1303.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; what about some one who is taller than 190?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112913338730405397?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112913338730405397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112913338730405397&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112913338730405397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112913338730405397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/e-passport.html' title='e passport'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112902903020124366</id><published>2005-10-11T17:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T19:06:15.316+07:00</updated><title type='text'>irritating stuff</title><content type='html'>it's so irritating to get some rubbish adverts on my blog and it seems unstoppable, so what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking about irritating stuff, today i was back working at the internet cafe and while i was working all of the computers always f***ed up and i didnt even know what to do, i mean i'm not mr expert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried calling the technician to fix the conection that i'm using but it took a half an hour to manage everything. No, no it still wasn't fixed. later on, the computers started to be disconnected again and this time all of my customers got upset and eventually left. apparently all of the problems (i guess) were caused by the shitty computers or dinosour hardware at my work. were i him, i'd ask somebody who calls himself "mr expert" instead of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112902903020124366?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112902903020124366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112902903020124366&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112902903020124366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112902903020124366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/irritating-stuff.html' title='irritating stuff'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112901587698805435</id><published>2005-10-11T13:13:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T16:27:17.296+07:00</updated><title type='text'>++</title><content type='html'>i just made a plan for "what to do on my holidays". my sister gave me a call to ask me if i want to visit mum and dad in sisaket with her and of course i said "yes". we'll fly this time with "every one can fly" thai air asia. i'm going to leave on the 25th and return on the 30th. i hope "every one can fly" will not be hot like &lt;a href="http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/04/flight-check-fd-3562.html#comments"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rate of thai air asia is 699++ to fly to ubon ratchatani. what is ++?? yeah i really hate ++. i dont understand why dont they just tell us the "totally price or net price" or maybe this is their strategy to make the customers believe that the price is cheap! of course not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there're the list of surcharges, the meaning of ++, long as a kite's tail waiting for you to be charged. so this is totally a "lie". but it's okay because this company is the property of the primister, it shouldn't be illegal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112901587698805435?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112901587698805435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112901587698805435&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112901587698805435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112901587698805435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='++'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112901102669877600</id><published>2005-10-11T12:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T13:52:11.636+07:00</updated><title type='text'>and finally...</title><content type='html'>i have just finished having my final exams for this semester...thank lord buddha for that. i'm now feeling so relieved, being available for any thing i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, after having the exam, i had been playing psp for most of the time i got home, suddenly, ben asked me to go to phaya thai hospital with him, even though i didnt want to because i didnt want to look so stupid like 'somebody' who wanted to get the doctors certificate after spending time begging them to issue the "damn certificate", which i reckon it must be really complicated to just strain their finger muscle to write the details down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate that situation! i had to admit that i couldn't handle it when they tried explaining to me and i really wanted to yell at them that "i am not your bloody patient!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank buddhaness, they turned away and i could run into the toilet. what about ben?? "well now, he has to do every thing on his own" yeahhh do every thing on his own and i enjoyed reading the newspaper in front of the toilet while waiting for him...hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112901102669877600?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112901102669877600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112901102669877600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112901102669877600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112901102669877600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/10/and-finally.html' title='and finally...'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112861182964494315</id><published>2005-10-06T22:06:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T22:17:09.733+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Russia and Ramadan Don't Mix</title><content type='html'>Thank god, today I can rest at home after having exams for the previous three days. I spent most of today remembering what i've learnt for Russian because it only requires a memory. It's hard for me and my classmates to study advanced Russian and we have been asking the professor to issue an exam that isn't too hard for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called him today and he said he changed the writing examination to be multiple choice, so it should be much easier now. Fortunately I've got a spare day to study tomorrow as well, because my exam is on Saturday. The last exam (on Monday) is for Thai history, which I hate, and will be about the places I've visited over the last few weeks in Sisaket, Chiang Mai, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the second day for Islamic people to celebrate the Ramadan and they have all christmas lights up around where we live. While I was studying today they were playing music that is complete different from their regular prayers that occur a number of times each day. The song was like an Indian one that I kind of like. I've noticed that the Ramadan is held on the same time as that Chinese vegetarian festival, that I used to do too but can't anymore (thanks to Ben).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112861182964494315?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112861182964494315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112861182964494315&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112861182964494315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112861182964494315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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this is a joke&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112809840415390046?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112809840415390046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112809840415390046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112809840415390046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112809840415390046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/women.html' title='women'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112809424855438233</id><published>2005-09-30T22:18:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T22:38:31.890+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pity or annoying...</title><content type='html'>it was the first day today for me to have my final exams. it was all about thailand, so there's no smart or stupid - only know and not know. luckily one of the question was about my hometown, sisaket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever been around a person, who looks deserving of pity and also annoying at the same time? well i have. a couple days ago, at uni, i and my classmates had a quiz. a friend of my classmates had to answer but she couldn't, then she cried! i cant believe that she's so sensitive about some thing really small. well that's not the only thing that she cries about - she cries about every thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i kind of pity her but now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112809424855438233?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112809424855438233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112809424855438233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112809424855438233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112809424855438233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/pity-or-annoying.html' title='pity or annoying...'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112779575766037312</id><published>2005-09-27T10:46:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T11:42:44.843+07:00</updated><title type='text'>khmere castles</title><content type='html'>my last weekend was all about the southern isaan trip. we started by visiting sisaket, my hometown, surin, buriram and korat. all of the places that we visited were khmere castles. their characteristics are different compared to the northern region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we visited khao prawiharn castle, which is in cambodia,first and we actually had to cimb up the moutain because it's located on the top of mountain and the stairs are really steep. once i got there i was amazed of the scenery that i could see the border side of lao and cambodia. the castle itself is now getting worse and worse becasue khmere governors (i think) cant afford to renovate the castles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khao prawiharn once used to be thailand's property, which is in sisaket, but we failed in the world court because we couldn't face with the power of khmere's suporter, france, even though we were the first person, who found the castle in our own land. but the stairs and the entrance of khao prawiharn are still the property of thailand so if you want to visit khao prawiharn from cambodia side, you have climb up the cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sisaket trip we visited pranomrung castle, where is in buriram. more than 10 years ago we had to fight with the usa, the super power country in the world, for getting the thailand's 1200-year rock carving back to where it's used to be, which is in pranomrung castle. the usa who used to had the thai's carving in the past, in chicago museum, finally gave it back to thailand in 1993 after thailand had been asking since 1978.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at pranomrung i found another cute 1200-year rock carving, which is here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/25-09-05_11512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/25-09-05_11512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;do you see some thing?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after this trip i'm now really worried about my upcoming final exams, next week. russian is one of the tough exams that i'm going to have because it's so difficult as they have many words for actions, such as, walk-they say differently if you walk, to be walking or have already walked, they'll say completely different way and there's 12 tences compared to english, which has only 3. there's also thai's history that i have to worry but i'm sure that it's definitely going to be about the khmere's architecture.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112779575766037312?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112779575766037312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112779575766037312&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112779575766037312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112779575766037312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/khmere-castles.html' title='khmere castles'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112740860845639686</id><published>2005-09-22T23:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T00:17:32.273+07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOW!!! the solution of the oil crisis</title><content type='html'>we're now incapable to avoid the oil crisis, so the only way to survive and face with the problem is saving energies as much as we can and now TOYOTA luanches the "energy efficient car" that every body is waiting for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the specification of this car:&lt;br /&gt;1. it doesn't use oil&lt;br /&gt;2. it doesn't detroy the environment&lt;br /&gt;3. an old car can be upgrade for this type&lt;br /&gt;4. low cost and low price&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the problems of this car are:&lt;br /&gt;1. the speed&lt;br /&gt;2. when braking, it will not be smooth as ABS system&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what are you waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/upload_76554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/upload_76554.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;check it out!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112740860845639686?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112740714747059792</id><published>2005-09-22T23:23:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-22T23:39:15.490+07:00</updated><title type='text'>dual citizenship?</title><content type='html'>...i dont think so as well as what tucksin said that the people from those three provinces to be able to hold the dual citizenship between thailand and malaysia but there are options, that has to be done by october and those people have to choose, :&lt;br /&gt;option 1: if you choose to be thai, you can live in thailand and remember you are THAI and please dont kill other THAIs&lt;br /&gt;option 2: if you choose to be malaysian, you have to get out of thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's a little bit tactic, dont you think? but i suppose that's a good idea to deal with those who live in those 3 provinces since a couple days ago that some of thai people from the south pleased to take a refuge to malaysia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112740714747059792?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112740714747059792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112740714747059792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112740714747059792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112740714747059792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/dual-citizenship.html' title='dual citizenship?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112718878915869639</id><published>2005-09-20T10:31:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T11:09:22.923+07:00</updated><title type='text'>old-fashioned me</title><content type='html'>i visited my sister again and waited for ben to come back from pattaya with her husband. so i decided to talk to my grandpa to kill time since he is now visiting bangkok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he caught a plane from sisaket to bangkok and he told me how he felt during the flight. he said he was so afraid because the day he came was really bad weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was ashamed that i was a bit nervous talking to him cause he used all the old fashioned words talking to me like the way he calls a plane, stairs, fruit, food, people, etc. when i responded i was really afraid that he wouldn't be able to understand the words i said and sometimes i had to ask him "what does that mean?" but i found it's fun to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe next time i should prepare myself to remember all the old words if i know i'm going to talk to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112718878915869639?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112718878915869639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112718878915869639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112718878915869639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112718878915869639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/old-fashioned-me.html' title='old-fashioned me'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112688534380118582</id><published>2005-09-16T22:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T01:12:13.730+07:00</updated><title type='text'>karnjanaburi part II</title><content type='html'>i had to go back to karnjanaburi again last wednesday. it was basically a bus tour cause i did nothing except being on the bus since it was raining all the time. we planned to visit 5 natural places in karnjanaburi but we ended up visiting only 2, wachiralongkorn dam and krasae cave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/14-09-05_1503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/14-09-05_1503.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was raining all day but I still had to get out of the bus and look around the dam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/14-09-05_1505.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/14-09-05_1505.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;An indecisive monkey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i got home at midnight cause the bus can travel at only 50-60 kilometres per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm getting sick of being on tours these days cause i'm going to have my final exams in the beginning of next month and september 23, i'll have to go to MY HOME TOWN, sisaket, to visit khmere castles since we'd explored the lanna castle from the north already...argggh...there're reports that i have to do when i get back, final exams and a presentation. my brain is getting burnt now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben is going to go to pattaya on the weekend again, i want to go with him but i cant cause of my study! ARGHHHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112688534380118582?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112688534380118582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112688534380118582&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112688534380118582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112688534380118582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/karnjanaburi-part-ii.html' title='karnjanaburi part II'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112660992088037575</id><published>2005-09-13T17:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T20:30:05.630+07:00</updated><title type='text'>memorial to 9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/548000015039308[1]1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/548000015039308%5B1%5D1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/548000015039310[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/548000015039310%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/548000015039309[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/548000015039309%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/548000015039305[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/548000015039305%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/548000015039304[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/548000015039304%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/548000015039302[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/548000015039302%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/548000015039301[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/548000015039301%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years since 9/11...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago, i can still remember when the planes hit the WTC. it's been FOUR years already, i feel like it was just a year ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope it's not too out of date to say "BUDDHA BLESS YOU" for those who died.&lt;br /&gt;terrorist attacks, natural disasters and what's next?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112660992088037575?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112660992088037575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112660992088037575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112660992088037575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112660992088037575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/memorial-to-911.html' title='memorial to 9/11'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112660795293055734</id><published>2005-09-13T16:51:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T20:23:14.706+07:00</updated><title type='text'>karnjanaburi</title><content type='html'>i've been traveling a lot lately cause it's an obligation for my major and this time i went to karnjanaburi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really enjoyed this trip cause it only took a day to visit, except i had to wake up at 5 am. i like its history and places, such as the bridge over the river kwa(in thai) or kwai, i love it here eventhough it was just a train track, crossing the river, but as i've read its history i felt involved. after the bridge i went to the cematary of JEATH (the war prisoners including japanese, english, australian, thai and hollander). when i saw the epitaphs i felt so sad for those people who died, building the bridge more than 500 kilometres in one year, most of them were australians and i found the name of Harris there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/11-09-05_1356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/11-09-05_1356.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I took this with my new mobile! Looks great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;i've visited other historical places as well like wats and sacred jedi (not star wars) on the way to bangkok. i also have to go to karnjanaburi again on wednesday but this time i'm going to visit water falls, mountains, a dam, springs and other natural places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when every thing is done i have to make a report, I dont even want to think about it and i also have final exams at the end of this month as well. i hate when everything is tight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112660795293055734?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112660795293055734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112660795293055734&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112660795293055734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112660795293055734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/karnjanaburi.html' title='karnjanaburi'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112600104801757474</id><published>2005-09-06T16:33:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T23:06:01.180+07:00</updated><title type='text'>family days</title><content type='html'>there was a family day on the last weekend for me because my mum visited me and she brought my niece, my sister's kid, with her. it was fun having a kid around sometimes and i love being with my mum. she stayed with my sister for a few days in bangkok and went to pattaya. ben and i followed them down to pattaya and hung around with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took my niece to the beach, which is in front of my sister's place, and let her swim. i actually wanted to swim with her but i forgot to grab my swimming suit, after that i took her to the pool. at night we had dinner at an italian restuarant but i didnt enjoy it because i dont like farang food, especially beef, unlike ben that he had his litle own meal, lasanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday ben went out with my sister's husband for the whole day but i spent time with my mum and had sea food, thai food, and i ate a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister took me, my niece and mum back to bangkok at 1 pm because my mum will leave for sisaket at 7.30 pm but ben and my sister's husband were still in pattaya and would come to bangkok later. at 9 pm ben got home but i was gone to send my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my way home i took the sky train, of course theres something strange. there was an advert like a small tv on the train. on the next day i was trying to see if there is a tv advert again but there's none lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you guys ever caught the train i'm talking about? it's really cool too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112600104801757474?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112600104801757474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112600104801757474&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112600104801757474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112600104801757474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/family-days.html' title='family days'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112567716528519793</id><published>2005-09-02T22:58:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T01:49:00.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>another part of me</title><content type='html'>i had to work today and i wouldn't have blogged unless something wierd happened. there was one woman, who has a farang boyfriend i guess, asking me to translate her letter (in thai) and send it to her boyfriend by email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she started to read the letter to me while i was translating and typing, suddenly she started to cry and tell me her story and problems. i was feeling so uncomfortable being around her and everybody looked at me. that's really wierd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did she tell me her problems???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112567716528519793?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112567716528519793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112567716528519793&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112567716528519793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112567716528519793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-part-of-me.html' title='another part of me'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112567671327061146</id><published>2005-09-02T22:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T01:50:59.466+07:00</updated><title type='text'>gossip gossip gossip</title><content type='html'>while i was hanging around my girlfriends room when i visited the north of thailand, i liked talking to one girl in particular. we were joking around and playing like what friends do toward each other, but i cant believe that my other friends took it very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they thought that i was making a new girlfriend. it was really really funny when some of my friends asked me if i'm in love with her and tried to tell me how bad she is. i made sure that i told that girl that i'm gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do they not know???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112567671327061146?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112567671327061146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112567671327061146&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112567671327061146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112567671327061146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/gossip-gossip-gossip.html' title='gossip gossip gossip'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112567586089749955</id><published>2005-09-02T20:35:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T09:40:46.286+07:00</updated><title type='text'>temple tour</title><content type='html'>this is the third time for me to visit the north of thailand, i didnt want to go because i've got many reports to finish and i also have to prepare to present them soon, i mean if i go i wont have much time to finish them...this is uni life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday at 5.30 in the morning i woke up to get showered and go to my uni, where everybody met and we left bangkok at 7.30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of my friends were so excited about it because nearly all of them haven't been to the north and they talked all the time on the bus while i was sleeping until we got to ayudtaya. we visited 2 temples in ayudtaya and headed to kampangped and sukhothai. no surprise, our purpose in kampangped was only temples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we stopped over in sukhothai and stayed overnight. the hotel we stayed at, which looked like an old lanna style, was actually nice and there were 3 beds in one room. after dinner, my roomates told every one that they would open a casino for those who wanted to gamble and that idea seemed to be popular since there were so many people in my room playing cards. i decided to hang around my girl friends room. they finally finished playing cards at 1 am and went back to their rooms but i wanted to say "fuck for gods sake" cause i was extremely exhausted and wanted to go to bed but my roomates were talking about their experiences to have sex with their girlfriends. i finally got up and decided to sleep with in girl friends room, which was next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.00 am &lt;em&gt;"wakie wakie" &lt;/em&gt;from the guide, "buddha i dont want to wake up". after spending time by twisting my body for half an hour on the bed, i rushed to have a shower and had breakfast. we left the hotel for srisatchanalai, the world's heritage, which is full of old lanna temples. i actually enjoyed this temple and i got to ride a bikie to hang around but i was so sleepy while the guide was telling us the temple's history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also visited many wats (temples) on the way to lampang but i cant remember the name of them. i was sleeping the whole trip to lampang except when the bus climbed up the mountains and i really enjoyed the scenery. we got to lampang at 5 pm and i went directly to the room, had a shower and got some rest, while my friends were enjoying swimming at the pool. at night we went to have local dinner, god i ate a lot cause i felt like vegies in the north tasted nicer compared to bangkok's. after dinner i told my roomates that they're not allowed to open casino in the room so they swam again but i watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the morning, temple tour as usual. after spending time at temples we headed to chiangmai. we got to chiangmai around 4 pm. after we checked in, we caught a song-taew taxi to doi su tep (surprisingly, a famous place like doi su tep wasn't included in the tour). on the way to doi su tep, i nearly threw up because of the snaking road, which made me feel dizzy. after visiting doi su tep, i had my dinner at the night bazaar (i think jatujak weekend market is better) then walked around and joined the body massage for one hr and got back to the hotel. at night my friends went to the disco, called song saluang, while i was relaxing in the room because i dont like hanging out where people smoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, the last day of our trip. we left chiangmai at 8 pm and visited 5-6 wats before we headed home. we arrived at bangkok at 11.30 pm. &lt;em&gt;"thank buddha it ends" &lt;/em&gt;i hate being on the bus, which takes a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually enjoyed my northern trip except we visited too many provinces because it took a long time to get around each province to others. here are the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%200151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/200/Chiang%20Mai%20Trip%20220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112567586089749955?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112567586089749955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112567586089749955&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112567586089749955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112567586089749955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/09/temple-tour.html' title='temple tour'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112478944339209969</id><published>2005-08-23T16:11:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-23T19:18:48.316+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my northern trip</title><content type='html'>on thursday i'll leave for chiang mai with my uni friends and professors. it's a part of thai history that i have to study. i'm not that excited like the others because i find it's so boring to hear about history, there's nothing to do except remembering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here is my schedule:&lt;br /&gt;thursday: leave bangkok for sukhothai, visiting all historical temples&lt;br /&gt;friday: visit petchabun, national parks, and leave for chiang rai&lt;br /&gt;saturday: chiang rai visit (temples)&lt;br /&gt;sunday: chiang mai and lampang (temples)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that every thing will be okay from being under water for a couple days, when i get there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112478944339209969?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112478944339209969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112478944339209969&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112478944339209969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112478944339209969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-northern-trip.html' title='my northern trip'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112447271262350738</id><published>2005-08-20T00:25:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T01:37:17.780+07:00</updated><title type='text'>horrible taste of essence of chicken</title><content type='html'>i believed essence of chicken is good for my health, so i started drinking it every day but i still cant get used to its taste, which is really horrible, and i 'd nearly throw up after taking one bottle of essence of chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to drank it a lot when i was doing yoga, eating only vegies and being calm. i'm now over it and getting fat. i'm about 10 kilos more compared to the old days, i suppose i have to come back and be healthy again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112447271262350738?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112447271262350738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112447271262350738&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112447271262350738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112447271262350738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/horrible-taste-of-essence-of-chicken.html' title='horrible taste of essence of chicken'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112447208063370544</id><published>2005-08-19T22:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T01:35:29.010+07:00</updated><title type='text'>green card</title><content type='html'>have you ever noticed that "american lottery visa" to work in america advert? well i have, especially on hotmail, and i am curious why they are promoting the shit out of that work permit in the usa. i suppose that they would make a lot of money by charging those, who apply for the lottery visa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum's friend, who became american by winning that visa, works in america and told me that whoever wants to win the lottery visa has to apply and pay $100. many people in sisaket paid for that compettion but they all failed. unfortunately, they couldn't get their money back. imagine, people around the world who apply for that lottery, the american government can get a lot of money every year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do the people want to work in america?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112447208063370544?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112447208063370544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112447208063370544&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112447208063370544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112447208063370544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/green-card.html' title='green card'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112441913447624420</id><published>2005-08-19T09:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T14:45:22.440+07:00</updated><title type='text'>our trip this saturday</title><content type='html'>i haven't gotten my sister's game boy advance because last time i visited her she still didnt get the charger, because she bought that stupid game boy advance from the usa. ben was so upset with me because i didnt take her "game boy advance". i just want her to buy the new charger instead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't have visited her last monday because she asked me to go to pattaya with her on the weekend. she asked me to ask ben to help her with her stupid computer program, she obviously has no idea about computers, just like me, and needs help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to convince her last night, when i called her, that it's going to be a waste of time for ben to go there cause she's just going to forget as usual and ben doesn't want to go (i wanted to say that), but i failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112441913447624420?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112441913447624420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>thank buddha...</title><content type='html'>i've been having exams all week and i'm so sick of them. thankfully this week has finally ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only did my exams finish, but ben also finished downloading the whole first season of lost,. thank buddha i dont have to sleep with the computer noise any more after taking 2 weeks to download them. i enjoyed watching the whole season though, even it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got the certificate from my &lt;em&gt;test of english as a forien language. &lt;/em&gt;i actually got a score of 730, not 680 (the mistake because some one has the "popular name" like mine). i am really proud of the result cause the exam was really hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the staff at the language centre interviewed me about my success with english and they are going to put my photo onto the net and brochure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be a vain now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112384846040484994</id><published>2005-08-12T18:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T00:47:58.396+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thais English lowly ranked?</title><content type='html'>From Bangkok post Wednesday,July 10 2005 &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tests put Thais near bottom in S.E.Asia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special English-language curriculums are being drafted for staff in six major industries after tests revealed Thais have the second-worst English language skills in Southeast Asia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finding, compiled by educational testing services, is worrying those wanting Thailand to become a regional hub of car manufacturing, medical care, spas, cuisine and fashion. The director of the Higher Education Commission's English proficiency development centre, Achara Wongsothorn, said in the 12 months to June, Thai students came eighth out of nine Southeast Asian countries rated by TOEFL, scoring on average only 201 from a cumulative score of 300.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the six countries in the region rated by the multiple-choice TOEIC, Thais ranked fourth overall with an average 524 of the full 990 score. In TOEFL tests, Thais averaged one higher than Cambodians (200) and two lower than Lao students (203). Singapore topped the region (252), followed by the Philippines (234), Malaysia (224) ,Burma and Indonesia(214) and Vietnam(205). In the TOEIC test, Thais averaged 524, compared with the Philippines( 751), Singapore (628),Cambodia (606), Indonesia (471) and Vietnam (446).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Achara said the number of participants from each country varied greatly and this could affect the overall comparison of results. For example, about 9,000 Thais took the TOEFL test but only 33 Lao. Even so,the Philippines manged to come second with about 10,000 test participants. She said results of English tests in 2002-2005 university entrance exams also reflected Thai students poor English skills, with scores as low as 30-40 out of 100. The poor results would seriously affect the country's competitiveness in the global market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deputy director Siriporn Pornsurapipat said Thai students poor English proficiency was likely to be a barrier to the governments plan to turn Thailand into the centre of business, the Detroit of Asia, Medical Hub, Capital of Spas, Thai Kitchen World Cuisine and Bangkok Fashion City projects. The centre was trying to solve the problem by drafting English proficiency improvement curriculums for personnel in six important industries - tourism, fashion, health science, food, automobile and information technology, she said. The centre already had similar curriculums for staff in 23 prefessions, including physicians, dentists andnures, bus drivers, maids and hotel security guards. These curriculums were free of charge to workplaces, including handbooks and other education material, but the employees must find instructors and run the courses themselves.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Poor thai!!, they better practice by speaking in english with trees :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112384846040484994?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112384846040484994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112384846040484994&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112384846040484994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112384846040484994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/thais-english-lowly-ranked.html' title='Thais English lowly ranked?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112355968115513212</id><published>2005-08-09T10:20:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T11:08:48.463+07:00</updated><title type='text'>visiting time for my stomach</title><content type='html'>i've got three sisters, one now is studying in ireland another is in sisaket with my parents and the last one just came back from the usa. it's the usa one that i'm going to talk about, which ben calls her a black sheep because she acts high-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i had tried calling my sister as my mum told me to visit her since she came back from new york and i actually expected she'd get me some thing. we went to her high-so condominium on sukhumvit soi 3 after ben and i went to the hospital and pantip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we got there and her husband opened the door for us with his 2 yukky poodles, which ben loves them and they never want to play with me because they probably realise that i dont like them. my sister had prepared many dishes of food for us and we ate a lot. after the meal we also ate some fruit, snacks, and we actually packed some of her snacks to eat at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that she started to talk about her high-so stories when she was in america and i had to drag myself to be a good listener. i wanted to tell her that i'm not interested at all but i didn't want to be mean to my sister. but one thing she told me which it sounded weird was she was warned by the american police that she couldn't smoke in the car because it's the law - that is really unusual to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;souvenir time!! she got me some shirts, pants, books, pillows and diary as well as ben. and she was about to give me her game boy advance as well except we have to buy a new charger so we decided not to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i had said thank you to my sister, i thought i wanted to say it again especially for dinner, i wish i could have dinner there everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112355968115513212?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112355968115513212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112355968115513212&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112355968115513212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112355968115513212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/visiting-time-for-my-stomach.html' title='visiting time for my stomach'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112341449114727272</id><published>2005-08-07T17:49:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T20:27:37.686+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not a nightmare</title><content type='html'>after taking ben's friend to the airport, he and i came straight home and got back to sleep, it was hot though because the power was cut off until 3.30 in the afternoon. i slept pretty well until i felt awake but i couldn't open my eyes or even move my body at all, even though i was trying to call ben who was sleeping right next to me, but i couldn't. i dont know why and i want to know the theory which can explain that weird thing happening to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally figured out what to do, my hand was next to him and then i tried touching to wake him up and i did it, he woke up and that weird feeling was suddenly gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben told me it was just a nightmare but if it was it should have had a story. i thought i had been possessed by a ghost like many thais believe it should be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112341449114727272?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112341449114727272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112341449114727272&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112341449114727272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112341449114727272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/its-not-nightmare.html' title='it&apos;s not a nightmare'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112334171926519240</id><published>2005-08-06T21:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:54:25.150+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my teeth look like a piece of shit</title><content type='html'>i've been wearing braces for 4 months already! how fast time can fly. i normally see the dentist once a month and for the passed 4 months my teeth weren't hurt whenever they changed braces. today though it really hurts since the dentist changed the size of the braces to be bigger, thicker and longer. buddah, she tightened them up so much that i have to get congee for my dinner and i can barely eat anything and the colour of the rubbers, which is stuck on the braces, are yellow now. a friend of mine said "it looks like a piece of shit stuck on your teeth"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll never ever choose the yellow ones again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112334171926519240?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112334171926519240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112334171926519240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112334171926519240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112334171926519240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/my-teeth-look-like-piece-of-shit.html' title='my teeth look like a piece of shit'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112333995517723863</id><published>2005-08-06T21:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:50:51.806+07:00</updated><title type='text'>life isn't fair</title><content type='html'>i'd be really upset if i were an australian gay because i couldnt donate blood to foundations and it's illegal in australia for gay to donate blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listened to abcnews online a couple days ago about the guy from tasmania who couldn't donate his blood to the foundation because he has sex with men in the previous 12 months, that is the red cross policy!!! it sounds weird and not fair whereas many gay australians dont give a shit. from what they said on the radio, they basically meant gay is a slut and straight isn't. "we dont want to take any chance, it's too risky" (heineken ha?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112333995517723863?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112333995517723863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112333995517723863&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112333995517723863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112333995517723863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-isnt-fair.html' title='life isn&apos;t fair'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112295680490920127</id><published>2005-08-02T10:36:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T11:39:59.203+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Time! part II</title><content type='html'>after picking ben's aussie friend up from the airport, we took the taxi to his hotel and it was really hard to find, like in a maze. we finally got to his hotel after seeking it in the soi for 15 minutes and the hotel looked nice except it's in the middle of the soi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'd waited for him at the airport for an hour and i told him when he got out "you dont need us to pick you up actually, considering you've been here many times" he was too chicken to have a journey alone by a taxi and he was so afraid of "a taxi criminal"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one another thing that ben's friend was so chicken about was when the porter brought his baggage to his room and he had only a 10 baht coin in his pocket and he was too embarrassed to give the porter that coin, sudddenly, he said "oui just do it, come on, i need to go to the toilet now and see you soon" he was so mean to me, so was ben. no one gave the porter a tip and he was waiting! thankfully, there was 20 baht note in my wallet and i helped the chicken aussie face to not look stingy...umm 30 baht should be enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after being at his hotel for a few minutes, we had to leave because i'd have to work in the morning and we catched a taxi. every thing there looked unfamilair like i haven't been there before, i was really confused with my own country, dont know why it looked so strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112295680490920127?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112295680490920127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112295680490920127&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112295680490920127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112295680490920127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/08/visiting-time-part-ii.html' title='Visiting Time! part II'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112274055706207434</id><published>2005-07-30T22:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T00:10:06.050+07:00</updated><title type='text'>how disapointing</title><content type='html'>as i've been out of australia for nearly 5 years after living there for SIX years, i'm now kind of shit and forget about english, especially in writing, because i didnt practice enough and i have to live with thai enviroment, even at uni "after class, no more english".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to check my english skill by taking&lt;em&gt; 'test of english as a foreign language exam'&lt;/em&gt;, and i didnt really prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning i checked the result of my exam, and how disapointing that i got only 680 points, intead of 700+ as i expected it should be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the listening part was the only section that i could do well i guess, because the others i only guessed, especially matching section, it was really really hard as i have never heard any of those words they gave me in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the very end of the exam, i had to write (i'm not very good at writing at all) an essay by choosing 5 topics they provided and i couldn't finish as i ran out of the time and the part of reading, i didnt really drag myself to read all the thing they said on the sheets because they were at least 2 pages for 2-3 questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to admit that i am not very good at english exams and wasn't well prepared. MAN that exam was extremely hard!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112274055706207434?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112274055706207434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112274055706207434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112274055706207434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112274055706207434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/how-disapointing.html' title='how disapointing'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112273765991085123</id><published>2005-07-30T21:45:00.001+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T00:02:06.000+07:00</updated><title type='text'>grand theft auto</title><content type='html'>actually i'm not a big fan of any games, no...i'm not saying that i like playing this game, which ben likes it, but i read it on the newspaper and related to anyone who plays this game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this game has already been classified for adult only, who is more than 18 years, last wednesday because the hackers have unlocked the code and migrated the point of the game, from the original, for having sex and they also put some actions into the game when the charactors have sex and provided on the internet for downloading. the united state, including hillary clinton, cursed those hackers and asked the public to stop modding any games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to the entertainment software rating board (ESRB) have investigated the master grand theft auto modded version, which was developed by rock star corp. and sold by take-two corp. and found that it was true, then they asked those companies to change the rating for customers from M (Mature), over 17 years, to Adult only (AO), over 18+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll ask ben to download that version for me, maybe i'll like games now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112273765991085123?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112269986364896425</id><published>2005-07-30T11:48:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T12:08:38.320+07:00</updated><title type='text'>not very good with computers</title><content type='html'>yesterday at work, i started to feel that I dislike it because the grandma told me that her brother (the owner) was very upset about me because i couldn't fix the printer. i'm sure i told him that i'm not very good with computers, even the basic stuff, and he said "it's okay" so he shouldn't have been mad at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing was, he lost profit that he was supposed to get by providing a printing service but let me tell you that the printers he is using at his internet cafe are really old. and he told the grandma to tell me that i should learn new things and practice how to fix a computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;computers cant get me motivated because i dont like it, dont know why, and i'm not interested in learning about it. i'm sure if i tried to fix anything it would probably end up worse than before too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112269986364896425?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112269986364896425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112269986364896425&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112269986364896425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112269986364896425'/><link rel='alternate' 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the only one who has seen it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112269883334820158?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112269883334820158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112269883334820158&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112269883334820158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112269883334820158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/ill-stand-by-you.html' title='&quot;i&apos;ll stand by you&quot;'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112257128186632434</id><published>2005-07-28T23:30:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T00:21:21.906+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my mobile...no!!!</title><content type='html'>it was raining this evening while i was on my way to phaya thai bts to go to my uni for having an exam. i felt so relieved that i got to the bts escalator only a little wet and while i was on the escalator, there were 2 bitches in my way with 1 umbrella trying not to get wet (under cover) and they were in the way and didnt give a shit about anyone else who would get wet who didn't have an umbrella!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should have said "bitch you've got the bloody umbrella wtf are you afraid of???". i normally dont give a shit if someone was in the way and blocked me to get past because i WAS used to it but now i cant!! i finally got to upstairs and tried to show them that there was some one behind them waiting who got wet by running around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/IMG_2983-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/IMG_2983-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;unfortunately, i hit the rail of the stairs, ouch!!! it hurts, wait, my mobile!!!NO it's broken ARGH... my seimens M55 which i love it and i've used it for 2 years but now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i blame them? should i not walk there, should i have been high-so and take a taxi or should i have pushed those bitches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i have no mobile, i think i'm not going to have one permanently but it's so hard to say that because i obviously want to have a 'status symbol in the society' (as ben calls it) but in fact there's no real use and i still have a home phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye sweet Siemens M55!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112257128186632434?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112257128186632434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112257128186632434&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112257128186632434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112257128186632434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-mobileno.html' title='my mobile...no!!!'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112248217550343540</id><published>2005-07-27T22:59:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T23:36:15.510+07:00</updated><title type='text'>where's natalie's hair?</title><content type='html'>i loved my dearest &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000204/"&gt;Natalie Portman&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/homevideo/closer/title-navigation-2.html"&gt;Closer&lt;/a&gt;, especially that last shot of her as she walks through the crowd BUT - I've just seen the trailer for &lt;a href="http://vforvendetta.warnerbros.com/?frompromo=movies_comingsoon_v"&gt;V for Vendetta&lt;/a&gt; where she has NO HAIR!!! Why did she do that and cut all of her beautiful hair off? I'm so disappointed, but at least the movie looks good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and while I was finding the V for Vendetta site, I came across the new &lt;a href="http://chocolatefactorymovie.warnerbros.com/index.html?campaign=chocolate_us&amp;amp;link=mainpage_candyTree"&gt;Charlie and the Chocolate Factory&lt;/a&gt; site that is so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112248217550343540?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112248217550343540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112248217550343540&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112248217550343540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112248217550343540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/wheres-natalies-hair.html' title='where&apos;s natalie&apos;s hair?'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112238852832124725</id><published>2005-07-26T20:44:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T21:35:28.390+07:00</updated><title type='text'>a voice from dublin</title><content type='html'>my sister has been in dublin for nearly a month, and now i've started missing her. i also asked her to ask for an autograph from enya for me but i wasn't sure that she could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Scan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/Scan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i just got a postcard from her and there's nothing except her conplaints on it, here they are &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;every thing is so expensive&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my class is really expensive, 175 euro per week!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got drunk every day because after the class i've got nothing to do&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cant believe it, every one here gets drunk after work everyday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;it's bloody cold here&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i'm missing thaland, especially, food&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;she told me that she'll try to ask enya (my favourite singer)'s autograph for me but she didnt say when and her sound is like she can meet her eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i think i should be back to the thai show on chanel 7, ben loves it too and he just said he can guess what they were talking about, especially, phom rak khun ya (i'm missing you grandma) but sometimes he got it wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112238852832124725?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112238852832124725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112238852832124725&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112238852832124725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112238852832124725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/voice-from-dublin.html' title='a voice from dublin'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112236146315225758</id><published>2005-07-26T13:09:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T16:10:31.443+07:00</updated><title type='text'>magic eyes</title><content type='html'>now let's check out what do you see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/wood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/wood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the wood is laying on the floor&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/wai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/wai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they're wai'ing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/sqaure.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/sqaure.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;AB = BC would you believe it??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/pillar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/pillar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are the pillars in square or circular shape??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/clothe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/clothe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Look! it's waving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/flower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the flowers are moving&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/1%20dot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/1%20dot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;try to gaze into the black dot and you'll see the circle is smaller&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/dot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/dot.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;are they white dots or black?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how tricky are these pictures, effecting your eyes? i found it's so fastinating and i'm now waiting for mr/miss expert who can acknowledge me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112236146315225758?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112236146315225758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112236146315225758&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112236146315225758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112236146315225758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/magic-eyes.html' title='magic eyes'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112208449764454312</id><published>2005-07-23T08:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T09:08:17.650+07:00</updated><title type='text'>the island</title><content type='html'>although ben's eye was still red last night he and i decided to see the island at egv metropolis. i've got free tickets as usual, which can be used at both egv and major, but we were late to see it at the normal seat cinema so we had to choose a "gold class" thing, which was really nice but first i thought it was a rip off, then i changed my mind because it's a real nice chair and the film was really impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love ewan in the film, he was really good in his role, especially his unique scottish accent, and the film was excellent, especially that they were trying to show that the rich want to live longer and use their money to do anything to make it happpen no matter what, even if it means killing a clone, which is a human being as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that's scary and i hope that wont happen in the real world 'cause that's cruel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112208449764454312?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112208449764454312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112208449764454312&amp;isPopup=true' 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group of chinese people coming to order kao-mun-kai as well. they dont speak english well but I could understand what they were saying. poor chinese people that they were cheated by that lady who sells kao-man-kai. the chinese people were trying to ask how much it is but it took a while untill they can collate what to want to say, you know i was sitting there, and the lady had to collate as well to give an answer but her answer wasn't what i expected her to say she said "it's 30 baht" i myself said "wtf" maybe she was thinking of the following theories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;i dont know english at all, i dont even know how to count to 25&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- i cant speak english properly maybe it's easier to say 30 instead of 25&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- they are chinese and look like stupid as well, maybe i should rip them of by charging more.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last theory is what i suspect because the first theory was too weak as i heard she could speak english nid-noi (a little) and the second one it can't be as well because only a kid who is under 3 years old will count like that but i'm sure she is more than 30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a shame that she is thai trying to cheat them for 15 baht, i really cant believe that 15 baht will make her greedy. but i have to admit that i sat there doing nothing even though i heard everything they said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112203938955683363?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112203938955683363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112203938955683363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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went to, refering to the latest &lt;a href="http://harrisben.blogspot.com/"&gt;ben&lt;/a&gt;' entries, and here is an additional story he forgot to mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were waiting for his medication there was a grandpa who walking passed us and farted, and you could tell that he didnt have a lot of muscle control. ben and i looked at each other in a knowing way, thankfully it didnt smell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112201599104707386?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112201599104707386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112201599104707386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112186005073235450</id><published>2005-07-20T18:28:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T18:47:30.740+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm living with a pirate</title><content type='html'>ben has been sick for a week already and he didnt go to work at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually brought him to the hospital 3 times (including tomorrow's trip). we've been to deja hospital first but he got worse and worse so today we've decided to go to payatai hospital, which is not far from deja but in fact it looks more high-so and expensive. we first got there and the receptionist wai'ed us and that was a sign of expensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ben told me that he felt more confident with the doctor he saw today because she looked so professional with her high tech machines and after seeing that doctor he felt a lot better(anything better than agony is better!)  he got tortured by having light shone directly to his eye and ordered to look up and down, which he always said ouch! he also had to lay on a bed for the doctor to scrape all the gunk off of his eye and then apply eye drops and she put the bandage on him, just like a pirate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he asked me straight away "do i look like a pirate?" you guys should she what he looks now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112186005073235450?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112186005073235450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112186005073235450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/map[3][2].gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/map%5B3%5D%5B2%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;suwannapume airport, the second airport of bangkok, is located on an enormous land which is 20,000 rai; larger than donmuang airport by 5 times and located 25 kilometres east of bangkok. it has taken 40 years (incomplete construction) and cost 155 billion baht (3781 millions US$). it'll be the largest modern airport, which is all automatically controlled and with the best and highest technological equipment in the world that all thai people should be proud of. not only will suwannapume airport be the new gateway to thailand, but also the centre of aviation of asia, replacing changi airport in singapore and would be opened on the 29th september 2005 (but just for piloting because all the systems of suwannapume need at least 6 months to be tested).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suwannapume has been promoted as one of the top 3 airports in the world because there'll initially be 2 runways. the east runway will be 4 kilometres in length and the west 3.7 kilometres. there's plenty of space for now or in the future for whatever kind of planes landing as both of runways can take up to 770 tons weight, even though the largest plane in the world, a380 or boeing liner has a maximum weight of only 550 tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when suwannapume opens, it can hold up to 76 flights per hour and if suwannapume is completely constructed they will have 4 runways and can hold up to 112 flights per hour. there are also enomous garages avialable for a380 or even the up-coming boeing 787 which is 80 metres wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is only one massive terminal at suwannapume on the space of 563 square kilometres, larger than narita airport in japan or even the current world number 1 airport in hong kong. suwannapume will be seating up to 45 million people when it's first completed and can be up to 100 million peoples when it's completely finshed, and with 360 check-in points, 124 arrival customs points, 72 departure points and the ability to process 3 million tons of cargo per year (up to 6.4 millions when it's completely finished).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure that sounds really huge airport but do not worry about walking so far to board since the fatherest point from cutoms is only 800 metres and 51 trunk boards (the bridge from terminal to plane) linking to an airoplane, 5 of them will be used for air bus a380 and with 69 outdoor platforms, altogether it can hold up to 120 landed planes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the control tower, which is the highest in the world at 132 metres, is full of the latest radar technologies, including automated backups should the primary system go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are many ways to get to suwannapume as well as the car park, capacity 5000 cars indoor, 10000 cars outdoor. on top of that, the connecting underground train route will be built from makasan. the underground station will also conect to a 600-room hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nong-nguu-how, another name for suwannapume, which means a lake because where they built used to be a lake. according to japan and hongkong where they build their airports in the sea so there's no worries about it because the engineer of suwannapume airport is using the same theory as japan and hongkong by sucking all the water out of the lake then waiting for the soil to dry and finally fill it with earth until it was solid. for more strength, they built a dam height 3.5 metres, base wide 70 metres surrounded the airport 24 kilometres and also built 2 sucking water towers to suck water out of suwanapume to the canals which they had already dug the space to direct water to the canals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both international and domestic check-in systems are not seperated, you can check at any counter as they will be computerised and the computer will detect automatically between domestic and international, and airlines and then using barcodes to control belt to take luggage into the scanner and if there's something illegal the scanner will beep and that luggage will be kicked out of the belt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**remark**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore is now watching suwannapume according the rush of construction. the reason is they dont want to lose their position to thailand and they're trying to do anything to convince many airline companies to remain basing in sigapore by decreasing tax of landing and rental but they didnt seem to work because of more than 90 companies have already confirmed to move to base in bangkok, and more than 20 are still in negotiation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as singapore has been watching suwannapume for months, they've decided to catch up suwannapume just because of the fact that says "the latest airport is the best" so they spent shit load of money on the 3rd project to establish the 3rd terminal, with hope there will be able to hold up 60 million peoples per year. not only did singapore build a new terminal but they also have a survey tour at suwannapume frequently as thailand has been admired about suwannapume's scheme that can accept a very huge plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been rumored for about a year that suwannapume's opening will be posponed and thailand will lose face, but that kind of thing seem to be good for singapore... as long as you cant open, that will be good for singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112177431525254053?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112177431525254053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112161029096870848</id><published>2005-07-17T21:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T00:40:22.473+07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a long day</title><content type='html'>sunday is such a long day for those who work. i used to love the weekend a lot until now i'm getting bored because of work. i had to get up at 9 oclock in the morning, felt really exausted from still being scared of ghosts last night, got my stuff together and worked for major cineplex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told every one that i'll work there for the last day and they understood me well. i finished working at 5 oclock, rushing to get home and getting ben some food. his haunted eye was really horrible, like blood all over it. i'm always trying to avoid his sight as i didnt want to get it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember when i was in australia, i got a sty in my right eye it was really sore and the doctor told me to give it massage every day or as often as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after getting home i had to come to the internet cafe strait away, to work until 1 am. i'm thinking about &lt;em&gt;the island &lt;/em&gt;now as i could get a clone out of my beautiful body and he could help me to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112161029096870848?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112161029096870848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112161029096870848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I had no idea that something bad had just happened in our apartments until the food lady said &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FL&lt;/strong&gt;: Oui, are you afraid of ghosts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Um, why are you asking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FL&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;em&gt;(talks quieter)&lt;/em&gt; You know, just then they brought a dead body of someone who commited suicide on the second floor, just five minutes ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Are you serious?!? I didn't even know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FL&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah, the landlady told me. I didn't look at him because I was too afraid of ghosts. She told me not to tell anyone.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'm feeling a little bit scared, especially just then when I came back up to our room (we're on the 5th floor). In the lift I was feeling cold on my back, I hope they didn't bring the dead body in the lift! I'm definitely moving now! I mean, I know people die everywhere, but I'd prefer not to know the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got back and told Ben he didn't seem to care and said he wanted to go and take a look at the body. I told him he has to come with me when I go back down to pick up dinner. And the phone just rang so that means, it's ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112135037435576806?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112135037435576806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112135037435576806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112135037435576806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112135037435576806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/suicide.html' title='suicide'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112134584871386595</id><published>2005-07-14T18:57:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T19:57:28.756+07:00</updated><title type='text'>THAI airways cancels its plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/1536586413415da623c4b6f[1][2].gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/1536586413415da623c4b6f%5B1%5D%5B2%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;according to bangkok post and many webboards, THAI airways international has decided to cancel its plan to employ flight attendants through its contractor Siam Thani Co to avoid labour problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/868921983412ced1a3b9e5[1].gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/868921983412ced1a3b9e5%5B1%5D.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;there were 509 candidates who passed through the whole application process and they were expecting to be flight attendants. one of my friends said "i've paid for a health exam already and it's really expensive, who would pay for it?" it's like a nightmare for those who were about to be a flight attendant! not only did my friend pay for the heath exam, which everyone had to pay, but there were also many people who quit their current jobs as they plan to fly soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/00006[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/00006%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;all the process that they've done with siam thani, which is a recruitment agency, was 99.9 % ready to be a flight attendant, just waiting to be called to train with THAI airways int.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no body can do any thing with THAI airways because they were well aware before applying that they're going to work for siam thani not for THAI airways (they were out-sourced). no one minded at all because i'm sure they dreamed to be a flight attendant and they were willing to do anything to get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanok apiruadee, the board of THAI airways said "we have to cancel our plan with siam thani because there are many things to do with labour laws and we dont trust siam thani, who scanned all staff for us, and if there's something wrong caused by them, every one will blame THAI airwyas not siam thani"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/96684188042bebad4e63fc[1][2].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/96684188042bebad4e63fc%5B1%5D%5B2%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ummm if i were them i'll be really sad and disappointed, especially for those who quit their jobs. i hope that wont make them lose their heart, keep on walking, maybe it'll be their day in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112134584871386595?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112134584871386595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112134584871386595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112134584871386595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112134584871386595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/thai-airways-cancels-its-plan.html' title='THAI airways cancels its plan'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112134218857861036</id><published>2005-07-14T18:47:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T18:56:28.586+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darth Vader's Light Saber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/kapook_1352808[1]1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/400/kapook_1352808%5B1%5D1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;since i started working at the internet cafe, I've had a lot more time to surf the web and do other time-wasting stuff. The other day I came across this picture and thought it was funny, so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we know why the light-sabers glow like that, although I never saw a white one before!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112134218857861036?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112134218857861036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112134218857861036&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112134218857861036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112134218857861036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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to the ground floor. lord buddha, is there any one else who lives there? poor little grandma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was trying to talk to me this morning but i couldn't understand her. at first i thought that it's just because she's old and there're something wrong with her mounth and tougue. i just realized today that she was speaking chinese to me and i didnt know what to say except shaking my head and smiling, pretending that i understood what she was saying...maybe there's something wrong with her eyes as she thinks that i look like chinese, lord buddha i'll ask her next time "do i look like jackie chan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112115560248908079?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112115560248908079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112115449637676990</id><published>2005-07-12T14:16:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T18:38:29.570+07:00</updated><title type='text'>pathetic reason</title><content type='html'>ben and i often see films at grand egv recently after being free from major cineplex. i dont want to go to major because i've told them that i am not free except sunday. now that i've got free tickets, which can be used at grand egv, many thanks to major for keeping me working there even once a week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we saw fantastic 4 which i myself thought was crap. one of my girlfriends, who always asks me to look for a cute farang for her, rang me yesterday and asked me if fastastic 4 is showing now and i said "yes" but i told her that "i dont think it will be good" she said "i dont care, i've been looking forward to seeing that film as i'm very found of Evan, who is the fire man in the film "...pouting and licking the air at me.....ummm so cute"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's gross!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112115449637676990?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112115449637676990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112115449637676990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112115449637676990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112115449637676990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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saw on tv when the president announced "london" many british people were leaping, yelling and i remember a black woman who leaped really high...i'm so excited for her, as well as baba and him :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112066762922361666?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112066762922361666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112066762922361666&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112066762922361666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112066762922361666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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no to the cinema people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i said yes. after hanging up the phone, i thought to myself "why am i so stupid? i dont want to lose my new job by telling them 'i'm sorry tomorrow i cant work'! that sounds so irresponsible". i tried to breathe a sign of relief that i'd be able to open my mounth and deny and lifted the phone slowly and call the cinema people back. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: Hello, are you sure there's really no people working tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Staff&lt;/strong&gt;: yes, are you really busy? because if you wont come there'll be no people to work here. oui we need you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: ummm...ooookay.&lt;/blockquote&gt;after a minute i called them again. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: hi again. i really cant sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;staff&lt;/strong&gt;: okay, i guess i'll have to ask the manager then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;: phewwww..&lt;/blockquote&gt;i dont understand why they want to keep me working there since i have asked them i want to leave but they didn't want me to and said "whenever you're free just let us know, imagine free films"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's no good, that means whenever they have problems, they'll just ask me to fix it for them. the question is if i want to quit just quit and never go there again, sure i can do that but i wont get my money back 5000 baht (bond for uniforms, etc.).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112054344421269493?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112054344421269493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112054344421269493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 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bus which was full of people. fortunately i got a seat that was at the front of the bus. Phew... it's hot outside...thank lord buddha it's cold on the bus and i've got a seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later on, the bus stopped at a bus stop and there were more people to get on, meaning i must sacrifice my seat if a kid or some pregnant woman stands next to me. thankfully, there was no-one but there was a katoey standing, leaning on my seat and of course my sholders. she was using her bumb to lean onto me and (maybe) trying to give me a hint that i should let her sit on my seat. but noway for that katoey because i dont like her bum, even though she tried so hard to lean more and more. i should have said something to her - "dont try to use your bumb to steal my seat"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112054153495393545?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-112022665889334867</id><published>2005-07-01T20:52:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T21:04:18.900+07:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a new job...yayaya yeahhh (should i say yeah?)</title><content type='html'>I just applied for a new job and i think i might get it as they asked me to train with them. part of it, i dont really want to do as it's all about computers which i'm really shit at. but anyway i think i'll try to do new things and i reckon there's nothing to lose. i'm going to train with them today and will quit working at the cinema. the reason that i choose working with the computer place is it's not far from my place at all-just a few steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been talking to ben last night about moving back to sydney after i graduate since Ben's family and friends really want us to go back. that's my idea and i dont know yet what i am supposed to do there, maybe i should just live in bkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of moving, we've been trying so hard to find a new place to live and there're all full and we have to wait until someone moves out. we found a really nice place which is really quiet and of course close to every thing we need, unfortunately they're full. i'm not saying that our current place is far from every thing except it's too expensive. we finally got a place that looks even nicer, we will definitely move in soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-112022665889334867?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/112022665889334867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=112022665889334867&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112022665889334867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/112022665889334867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-got-new-jobyayaya-yeahhh-should-i.html' title='i got a new job...yayaya yeahhh (should i say yeah?)'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-111824277736758407</id><published>2005-06-08T21:42:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:59:37.400+07:00</updated><title type='text'>it's not a giant anymore</title><content type='html'>my sister is going to go to ireland, the dead city for asians, so a couple of days ago I went to the irish consulate with her. 9:20am is quite late if you plan to go to any embassy - except the irish one. there were only two or three people in the queue waiting to be processed! we only had to wait a few minutes before it was my sisters turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went to the consulate, I was discussing with my sister: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: I think we're really late and there will be a lot of people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Sister&lt;/strong&gt;: I think so too, but you don't have to work today do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: No, but that's not what I'm worried about. I hope you've fully prepared your documents, cause there's not only a lot of people, but we also have to talk to the unfriendly, serious, cruel and scary staff - just like a giant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Sister&lt;/strong&gt;: I don't know why they always have to be like that. it's so typical, I hope there's an improvement soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: They act like everyone has to give a shit about them, what they think or suck up to them. I don't think there's going to be an improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Sister&lt;/strong&gt;: Probably.&lt;/blockquote&gt;Once we got there we were really impressed with the staff. They were so nice and friendly and it is probably the only embassy with friendly and helpful staff who you don't need to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only had to spend 30 minutes there and my sister decided to go for a massage (and took me along). I chose the body massage, which I thought shouldn't be ticklish like a foot massage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person who gave me my massage started to massage my shins up to my thighs and then very close to my groin - awfully close! I was thinking "She's getting very close!!!". Thankfully, she was doing that area for only about 10-15 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-111824277736758407?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/111824277736758407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=111824277736758407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/111824277736758407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/111824277736758407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/06/its-not-giant-anymore.html' title='it&apos;s not a giant anymore'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-111728772746986699</id><published>2005-05-28T20:03:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T20:42:07.616+07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, and world peace</title><content type='html'>the "miss universe" competition is coming up at the end of this month and i've watched some of the activities that they've done on tv. a couple nights ago, it was a swimming suit competition for miss universe entrants. i really enjoyed it though as my favourite beautiful women are miss thailand, miss ethiopia and miss belgium.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the competition, all of the ladies had to wear undies and walk on the stage. while they were walking, the host would introduce the ladies and their 'interesting short story' for instance "ohh i love my mother and always have her as a good friend", "i'm studying law for b-a now and in the future i want to be a lawer" or even "i've got a dog and he's a poodle and i really love him" and of corse "I LOVE CHILDREN", however there's one lady from sweden who said "i think everything in this world is beautiful, why? the only answer of that question is LOVE". that sounds really sweet but i dont think she really means that. i hope for the real competition (that was the preview), they'll prepare a better word to introduce themselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-111728772746986699?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/111728772746986699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=111728772746986699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/111728772746986699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/111728772746986699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-and-world-peace.html' title='oh, and world peace'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-111579272180011510</id><published>2005-05-11T12:29:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T00:18:56.093+07:00</updated><title type='text'>my own little lift</title><content type='html'>have you ever done anything stupid or embarassing in a lift? that's what I always do!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after mentioning about xxx looking like christina applegate with ben, i had decided to get something to drink at 7-11. every thing was okay with me as i always talk to myself in the lift or even sometimes dancing, yelling, squezing my zit, burping and doing stupid things but i enjoy my stupidity in my own little lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home, i talked and yelled to my self as usual but it was really rude and i'm sure you might not want to hear it, of course in english! once i got to the 5th floor where i live, suddenly the girl who lives the same floor as mine was standing in front of the lift door and being so surprised cause i was swearing to my self (in english) so loud and dancing until the lift's door opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how embarassing!! i'm sure that she heard every thing i said and saw the way i danced too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-111579272180011510?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/111579272180011510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=111579272180011510&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/111579272180011510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/111579272180011510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-own-little-lift.html' title='my own little lift'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8735874.post-111460242498704915</id><published>2005-04-27T18:19:00.000+07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T18:47:04.990+07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragon Ball Z</title><content type='html'>i've been playing rachel (lineage II) lately until one day i got her a new pet, a wolf. unfortunately, once i got him and could look after him for like 30 mins, he died!!! what a waste! as i have been spending all three days on doing quests just to get him. anyway i'll try another day to get her a new wolf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/1024/Shot00003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/400/Shot00003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Meet Rachel's Lyndon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother sent me cool photos about a fighting game which i really like. they're cool aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/1024/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/1024/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/400/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/1024/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/400/untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/1024/untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/197/2269/400/untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was a kid, i was very fond of dragon ball Z and these photos remind me about it. i used to play with my brother and all of my friends to pretend that we could be a super-saiyan and attack each other by using and saying KAMEHAMEHA!!!! how embarassing!!! but i was very happy whenever i think of when i was a kid, i used to play, copy and pretend to be a hero from the cartoons i liked. nowadays i've got a few dragon ball comic books but no new ones cause i cant afford to buy them&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8735874-111460242498704915?l=piyachat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/feeds/111460242498704915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8735874&amp;postID=111460242498704915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/111460242498704915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8735874/posts/default/111460242498704915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piyachat.blogspot.com/2005/04/dragon-ball-z.html' title='Dragon Ball Z'/><author><name>Oui</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18129743065003209407</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3888/607/1600/Thai.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
