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Sunday, July 27, 2008Y
''He is my Yanyan'' ''She is my woman''

I remember my affliction and my wandering, the bitterness and the gall.I well remember them, and my soul is downcast within me. Yet this I call to mind and therefore I have hope. Because of the Lord's great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail. they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. Lamentation3:19-23


I went to church as usual today, still got no friends there HMmmmpt~ I know i suppose to do the first step but I don't know where to start...who to start? ?
Never mind, I want to share about 2 little kids' story
They're quite 'cute' and scary too... A girl and a boy. The girl is my mum's friend's only daughter, while the boy is that nephew of my mum's friends. It's not complicated la.
Okay, the girl call him ''biao ge~'', it's ok... nothing weird. But, she'll call her cousin,that boy as ''wo de yan yan'' (my yanyan) yan yan should be his nickname and only she call him Yanyan.
Wait, I'm getting to the point...
Then, the boy call her ''wo de nu ren''. O.o!!! which means: My woman.

There is one time, my dad wants to 'examine' them...and here is the conversation.(it's in cantonese actually)
Dad: hey boy, you LOVE her or not?
Boy: (nodded his head and smiles) I want to marry with her.
Everyone laughed and yet stunnedo.o
Girl: (screaming of shyness)
Dad: You want to marry now or not? I bring you go register (laughing)
Boy: (look serious) now can mea? We are still little kids o... [=='' little kids huh? hmm~]
Dad: never mind de, can go register de (keep smiling)
Girl screaming, Boy eating seriously [Whao... he takes it so serious? LOL]
Dad: Girl, you want to marry him?
Girl: (nodded head slowly) he is my yanyan!(screaming and laughing like mad)
Boy: weih, sit down eat lar... why you never eat de?
Dad pointed to another side...(Lots of little girls there)
Dad: Boy, don't marry with her la, you see.. there got so many pretty girls...
Boy:(looked at those girls) yalor!!
Everyone laughed again... haiyaya
Boy: I don't want this 'old' woman lerh, throw away the old one. [I was like so damn stun, man!]
Girl: (looks worried) who says old one not good la? ...(silence..down)

Uh huh... that's my point... they're still 'little kids' 5 and 6 yr old =__=''' it's real life story, k?
The world is changing... even little kids... YEAP, ''little kids''

Ok, end my post here for today^^

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