I had a Johari Window that I kept for quite sometime now, I was thinking of posting about it, but there's always something that gets in the way. :P So, are you interested in signing it?

http://kevan.org/johari?name =euri

This morning, I got something from my offline messages that I wanted to share and re-post here instead of forwarding in mails or in messengers.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men. I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that. I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual. I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me. I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind. I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love. Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

Dear Hater:

First, I wanted to let you know how "greatful" I am for your flame and I just wanted you to know that I love flames for so I am amused of them. Since I started blogging some years ago, I have received a lot of the kind, and it is not something new that I'd go pretty histerical about that I receive flames and hate letters in my mail nor comment box.

You don't like this site or any other sites I make and you think it's the very definition of "trash"? Dude, I-do-not-care. I didn't made this "trash" for your likeness, pleasure or let alone you, some lame jerk who tried to bury a comment at some old entry. To even think that you could hide that comment from me, you sure don't think I have at least a tiny bitsy brain do you? Besides, didn't I stated in this site's "Law" some years ago that if you don't like the site or anything within it, just leave?!

You don't like me and you don't think I make great sites because for you, they suck. Great. I'm so devastated that I became a suicidal just now. Hello? Did I even claim you like me? I don't even know you.

And lastly, I do not make "great sites." Because I make, sites "from the heart."

Finally! I had finished my RF Online (Rising Force) Fanlisting! Yup! It's the official one approved by The Fanlisting.org. If you are a fan of RF Online, please join!

On the other side, Colorful Bliss Award's voting just ended and awards were given away. To all those who voted for me, thank you so much! There's a gift at Colorful Bliss Award for those who voted. The following are the categories I won:

First Place:

Best Domain
Best Personal/Blog
Best Site Name
Best Webmistress

Second Place:

Best Layout
Best Overall

Third Place:

Best Colour Scheme

The class just started. Honestly, it's not exactly her favorite subject. In fact, she despise it the most. Okay, so she's not the physically fit type of student. Maybe, more of a weak counterpart for a best description. She couldn't think of anything but food and how she wish the time would just speed up to the next subject. For another moment, someone entered the class late. Since it's the first meeting, the teacher ignored it. After all, there's still the grace period to back him up. She saw him enter the class. By a blink of an eye, she simply lost it - her world seemed to just stop.

He sits by the corner, never utters a word. Maybe because he's also new like everyone else - or maybe, he's just quiet. She glance at him secretly and end it with a short smile. A smile worth to fill her day with laughters. She utters to herself how beautiful he is. An elegance she couldn't find else where.

An early dismissal was announced. She didn't leave the room because she has nothing else to do outside until the next subject. What could you do outside on the campus hallways in between classes anyway? He still there, by the corner. He doesn't seem to want to leave the room either. She chatted with her friends as they make noises in the room on which they do best of all. He suddenly joins in. Laughed loud enough to caught everyone's attention. He chatted with them teases people and later on, leaves.

The PE Class.