thinking of how it feels to date an American or British guy.what a naughty thought.lol...guess there will be lots of things we need to consider - languages, faiths, beliefs, cultures. but i believe in respecting others.well...it's just a thought.no harm.

p/s: wish i could know more about Ashley Banjo ^_^

They were HEARTLESS!!

i came across to this story when reading on net randomly. n this one caught my attention and i copied from a website. . such a tragic true story.

it made me think that all girls, including me, to be EXTRA CAREFUL when are out there...

"Junko Furuta"

"On November 22, 1989:
Junko Furuta was a girl in Japan who was held captive in a house by four boys. There, she was raped countless times, then tortured to death in unimaginable and incomprehensible ways for 44 days. She was 16 years old.

All of this had happened.
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DAY 1: November 22, 1988:
Kidnapped
Kept captive in house, and posed as one of boy's girlfriend
Raped (over 400 times in total)
Forced to call her parents and tell them she had run away
Starved and malnutritioned
Fed cockroaches to eat and urine to drink
Forced to masturbate
Forced to strip in front of others
Burned with cigarette lighters
Foreign objects inserted into her vagina/anus

DAY 11: December 1, 1988: Severely beat up countless times
Face held against concrete ground and jumped on
Hands tied to ceiling and body used as a punching bag
Nose filled with so much blood that she can only breath through her mouth
Dumbbells dropped onto her stomach
Vomited when tried to drink water (her stomach couldn't accept it)
Tried to escape and punished by cigarette burning on arms
Flammable liquid poured on her feet and legs, then lit on fire
Bottle inserted into her anus, causing injury

DAY 20: December10, 1989:
Unable to walk properly due to severe leg burns
Beat with bamboo sticks
Fireworks inserted into anus and lit
Hands smashed by weights and fingernails cracked
Beaten with golf club
Cigarettes inserted into vagina
Beaten with iron rods repeatedly
Winter; forced outside to sleep in balcony
Skewers of grilled chicken inserted into her vagina and anus, causing bleeding

DAY 30: Hot wax dripped onto face
Eyelids burned by cigarette lighter
Stabbed with sewing needles in chest area
Left nipple cut and destroyed with pliers
Hot light bulb inserted into her vagina
Heavy bleeding from vagina due to scissors insertion
Unable to urinate properly
Injuries were so severe that it took over an hour for her to crawl downstairs and use the bathroom
Eardrums severely damaged
Extreme reduced brain size

DAY 40: Begged her torturers to "kill her and get it over with"

January 1, 1989: Junko greets the New Years Day alone
Body mutilated
Unable to move from the ground

DAY 44: January 4, 1989: The four boys beat her mutilated body with an iron barbell, using a loss at the game of Mah-jongg as a pretext. She is profusely bleeding from her mouth and nose. They put a candle's flame to her face and eyes.

Then, lighter fluid was poured onto her legs, arms, face and stomach, and then lit on fire. This final torture lasted for a time of two hours.

Junko Furuta died later that day, in pain and alone. Nothing could compare 44 days of suffering she had to go through.

When her mother heard the news and details of what had happened to her daughter, she fainted. She had to undergo a psychiatric outpatient treatment . Imagine her endless pain.

Her killers are now free men. Justice was never served, not even after 20 years.
They deserve a punishment much greater than they had put upon Furuta, for putting an innocent girl through the most unbearable suffering..."


i do respect their culture but the way how the government dealt with the case makes me sick. how can a so-called developed country with 1st class-minded citizens could bear with it?but if we see the history, how some of them try to deny the existence of 'comfort women', they are heartless! women manipulation for sex industry is vast. it's true that if a person lives with brain but not with God, it's mere an animal.

p/s: it doesn't matter what colour you are, but what is important is the heart. one thing always comes in two.good and bad. 

Bicara hati...

Jenuh aku mendengar
Manisnya kata cinta
Lebih baik sendiri

Bukannya sekali
Seringku mencoba
Namun kugagal lagi

Mungkin nasib ini
Suratan tanganku
Harus tabah menjalani

Jauh sudah melangkah
Menyusuri hidupku
Yang penuh tanda tanya

Kadang hati bimbang
Menentukan sikapku
Tiada tempat mengadu

Hanya iman di dada
Yang membuatku mampu
Slalu tabah menjalani

Malam malam aku sendiri
Tanpa cintamu lagi

Hanya satu keyakinanku
Bintang kan bersinar
Menerpa hidupku
Bahagia kan datang ..

this morning i watched a car ad on tv. and there's Remember The Name's instrumental! i almost screamed excitedly.gosh...how i miss Fort Minor and Linkin Park especially Chester.lol...not to forget Eminem...(but why did mention Eminem? he's not a Linkin Parker.huhu)
it's been years since i've stopped listening to their music. now i wonder why i did that. so funny that i actually still can prefer those types of music. how experience changes people...so i looked up in the youtube watching the old videoclips.but the best ever would be Somewhere I Belong. i LOVE it SO VERY MUCH!!! it was and is soooo cool. remind me the anime figuras, cosplays, anime that i used to collect.huhu

p/s: still remember when i used to collect all the anime figuras especially gundam. wish i had taken their pictures and kept them.i realize how naive i was back then.lol

linkin park somewhere i belong official music video

Fort Minor - Remember The Name (OFFICIAL Video) HD

It's been a while...

Good day!
It's been a while.huhu...was really caught up with my practicum. done with my 1st observation.another 3 to go. managed to get B+. really need to work harder. well, it's a good start i would say. now am focusing on my term paper which is still incomplete.oh my...