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Усан нүдэн

2012-01-18T00:47:00.000-08:00

Ойрын үед их уйлдаг болчихлоо. Ном уншсан ч уйлаад, нойл орсон ч уйлаад, гэртээ байсан ч уйлаад, гадуур гарсан ч уйлаад, гомдож нэг уйлаад, баярлаж нэг уйлаад, гуньж нэг уйлаад, санаж нэг уйлаад.
Бодвол гэрээ санаад байгаа юм болов уу? Тийм юмуу гэж бодохоор бас гэрийнхнийхээ тухай нэг их бодохгүй. Уг нь бол олон юм үзэж сонсож нүд тайлаад том болчмоор л юм. Харин ойры үед бүр л нялхраад байх боллоо. 10 жилд байхдаа хүүхдийн юм сонсож байх юм гэж найзуудыгаа загнадаг байсан хүн одоо 14 настай үеэлтэйгээ сонсдог хөгжил уншдаг ном адилхан болцон байх юм. Багадаа үзэж, сонсож байгаагүй юмнуудаа нөхөж аваад байгаа юм болов уу?
Мэдэхгүй юмдаа, урьд нь том хүн шиг л сэтгэдэг байж. Үеийнхээ хүүхдүүдтэй хэр бараг яриа таардаггүй, томчуудын ярианд оролцлоо гэж дандаа загнуулдах хүүхэд байсансан. Одоо ч ялгаа алга үеийн хүүхдүүдийн яриа арай л сүртэй санагдаад дүү нартайгаа л яриа нийлдэг болцон байх юм. Дэндүү чухал юм ярихаар нь бачимдаад уйлчаад байх юм.
Багадаа мэддэг байвал зүгээр гэж мэдлэг болгож авж байсан үлгэрүүддээ одоо л итгэж, хэзээ нэгэн цагт биелчих юмшиг санагдаад гэгэлзээд байхын.
Гэрийнхнийхээ өмнө аль хэдийн хариуцлага үүрдэг байсан том охин ингээд буцаад аав, ээжийн эрх охин болчихсын болов уу? Хурдхан ажил хийж их мөнгө олоод тусдаа гарч амьдрал зохиохыг хүсдэг байсан хүн одоо зүгээр л дуртай зүйлээ хийж, инээж хөөрч явмаар санагддаг болчихлоо. Хүн ингэж том болдог бол сонирхолтой л юм. Зүгээр л тогломоор байна.

Blue

2012-01-16T00:17:00.000-08:00

His father was so happy when he was born. So was his mother. “We have a son, Ganaa” was carved by his father on the waiting room wall of the hospital, and it stayed there for 10 years. The son didn’t let his father down till he turned 2 years old. He didn’t even know that his father wanted to play football with him. After his son learned to walk, his father bought him a football. But something was wrong. That black and white ball was not interesting for the boy at all.
But hanging around his mother in the kitchen was more interesting for him. He turned three and then four. The father lost his hope to play football with his son. And the tanks and cars with soldiers were left in the toy box untouched. The boy had his eye on the girls’ Barbies at the kindergarten. But he never had the courage to ask his parents to buy a Barbie when he went to toy store. He stayed in the bedroom when he was home. Nobody knew that he used to play with his mother’s make up. When he went out, he avoided other boys, who were playing with guns and swords. Instead he played with girls in the sand. But the girls didn’t want to play with him because he was a boy. His father didn’t know about it because he always went out with the boy’s mother. But one Sunday at midday, his father brought him outside. He got angry when he saw his son going to the sand to play with girls, dragging his truck. “Go play with those boys, you are a man, but acting weak like a girl.” With these words the boy ran inside with tears in his eyes. “Weak like a girl….” He didn’t know, of course, that these words would haunt him for the rest of his life.
He once dared to ask his mother to buy him a Barbie when he was six. The mother sighed deeply, and that evening she brought a small box with Barbie in it. She said “Don’t show it to your father” with sadness in her eyes. But the son was so happy he didn’t notice the sadness in his mother’s eyes. Luckily his father always came back from work late, so the boy could play with the Barbie all day and hide it in the storage room before his father comes back. If his father didn’t see him playing with the Barbie, when he comes back from work…. But early one day he did. Then his father left after an argument with his mother. He never came back. The son was not that sad for his father.
The spring that he turned 6, he started to see an elder boy from his neighborhood. That spring, with the blossoms of lilies, love came to him. That’s when he found out why is he so different from others. He was gay. But he thought it is fine as long as he has his mother, the boy he fell in love with, and his dream. His dream is to “become a woman…”

I just thought that someone need to know about it

2011-06-25T04:26:00.000-07:00

Well, the beginning of a loooooooong summer was cool. But already made some huge mistakes. Whatever. I just wanted to mention something good, very good. I know that no press will write about this benevolence, so I thought that I should note it down somewhere.

I have been on a tour of 3 days around UB. It is been a funniest and finest days of my life. The travellers were kids between 13-15. They were awesome. But what they did in Mongolia was more awsome. On the third day of the tour we visited an orphanage outside of UB. The Orphans had a performance for the kids, it was awesome. They were so cute and the kids enjoyed this visit so much. After that the kids gived the present that they prepared before the tour begins and some kids make balloon animals for kid. It was so entertaining(I should mention).

Every year a group of middle school kids from Colorado visit the orphanage and enjoy time with the orphans. And every year they donate certain amount of money for the orphanage. Which is so cool I think.

But they coolest thing was the kids' involvement in this activity. They are donating the money and bringing presents, not because they are forced to or to look cool to other people, they are doing all these things, because they really wanted help those orphans.

They are just kids, who are going on tour. But they really did all these things from the bottom of their cute little heart. And Mr. Rice, who is leading the tour, has first came up with the idea to visit orphanage few years ago. I am so glad that this activity is still on their schedule.

Another thing, which is so cool is:

Based on my privious visits to the orphanage, I had concluded that those various charity visit affect negatively on orphans behaviour. But this was an another and better orphan than most of the orphans that I have visited. They had their own policy to control the visit, which I found cool

I hope the rest of the summer would be coooool! Oh I miss those kids so much, they are just so sweet. It would be cool if I work with this group again next year.

blogging

2011-04-26T20:50:00.000-07:00

I started blogging here, because I needed to work on my English writing and it really helped. But I didn't post here for almost a year. Now I really understand that it was not only improving my writing, but also it really helped me to arrange my thoughts.

When I'm writing here, I consider the thing that I am writing about seriously. Through this I understand many things and sometimes come up with something new. Normally I just think to arrange my thoughts in order. But by writing down it somewhere I will not just know about my thoughts, I can see it.

Besides, I gotta arrange it to express myself well. Then I also think. But in a different way. I think from the perspective of an author as if I am writing about someone else.

Finally I am so glad that I found out something like this. gotta blog more and explore myself

apology and a prayer

2011-04-15T19:53:00.000-07:00

gosh everything that I have done yesterday went wrong, it is getting more difficult to control myself. I knew the result, I knew that it is going wrong, but I can't stop doing this. Gosh I made my loved ones down. I wanna apologize, but I don't know how

I know that I am getting more arrogant time to time. I don't wanna be like this. But I can't help being like this. Please if there is GOD, help me with this

How will it end?

2011-04-10T22:21:00.000-07:00

I feel like a loser as myself being addicted to something. I start saying one chapter around 10pm, then it ends around 4am, by my mother telling me to sleep. I really can't stop by myself unless someone force me.
When I can't stop myself, I say myself that it will be useful to improve my English and then go the the next page.
Recently I started one called "Death note", it is really freaking me out. I think about it everywhere and every time. I ask my self frequently "How will it end?" But I am too busy person to finish all of it at a time.
One side of me is telling me that I should stop wasting my time like this, while the other saying that it is making my life more interesting. I don't know which side is right. So I will just wait and see what happens.

You know what.............. I have learnes something today

2011-03-21T23:05:00.000-07:00

Have just read drafts here on my blog and found out that my memory is not that good. I read a post from few months ago. It was almost a full article, but there were not the main point. So I tried to finish that, but I don't remember what was I trying to pull, whatever noting down everything will help me remember more. I guess I gotta write here more

tiMes of solitude

2011-03-16T23:04:00.000-07:00

I have been thinking about something for a long time, finally I found out that I didn't actually know what I was thinking about and why I was thinking about it.
Looks like I have too much time that I spent it thinking about nothing.
NOTHING, I mean it is like something that you regret about, some unachievable dream, or about some stupid jerk. Having a lot of free time is a cool thing if you have some idea how to spent it.
if you don't, then it is solitude.
I used to spend this free time with Facebook, seeing interesting photos, writing comments. But unfortunately I get tired of something very easily. So till I find something interesting to do, I gotta fly through my solitude.

exactly a song for me

2010-12-20T01:58:00.000-08:00

Lies Lyrics

Better run for cover
You're a hurricane full of lies
And the way you're heading
No one's getting out alive

So do us all a favor
Would you find somebody else to blame
'Cause your words are like bullets and I'm the way your weapons aim

Yes
I can feel the burn with things that I don't know about you baby
You're not misunderstood but you got
You got to go

(Lies)
Living in a fantasy
(Lies)
Don't even know reality
(Lies)
When you start talking I start walking
(Lies)
Lies
Lies
Lies

Don't even wanna know the truth
(Lies)
The devil has his eye on you girl
(Lies)
When you start talking I start walking
(Lies)
Lies
Lies
Lies

So don't forget your seatbelt
Don't you think of picking up the phone
Better say your prayers 'cause you're never gonna make it home

Did you miss the stop sign
That last decision was your last
'Cause you can't come back once you're lying in the broken glass

And I hold
You get to here me say, "Who gets the last laugh now"

(Lies)
Living in a fantasy
(Lies)
Don't even know reality
(Lies)
When you start talking I start walking
(Lies)
Lies
Lies
Lies

Don't even wanna know the truth
(Lies)
The devil has his eye on you girl
(Lies)
When you start talking I start walking
(Lies)
Lies
Lies
Lies

No more excuses
No more running
Only God can save you now
(God can save you now)
'Cause I know the truth
Time is running out

And I'm just one drink away
And I'm back in Wonderland like it was yesterday
And you get to hear me say, "Who gets the last"
"Who gets the last"
"Who gets the last laugh now"

Things can be worse than Nightmare

2010-10-28T01:03:00.000-07:00

Last night when I was sleeping my nephew started to cry. Then the nightmare started. I got up and went to my mother's room, where my nephew was sleeping. Suddenly I froze. My nephew was bleeding through his nose and my mother was crying and trying to wipe out all the blood. Upper part of their blanket was totally red with blood. I told my self "What a terrible nightmare. I'd better to wake up." I couldn't even move. The more my mother was wiping out the blood, the more blood was coming out. My nephew was crying and couldn't sit still. Of course he was afraid and besides he is only 2 and a half years old. Then my sister came and put something in his nose. After that everything got much better. But still I didn't wake up. So I thought I should go to my bed to wake up. I did so. Then in the morning, after I washed my face and hands, I went to mama's room to tell about the nightmare that I had had. There I realized that it was not a dream, but reality. It is still hard to believe that it was true. Sometimes it seems like we are just living in our dreams.

PRAYER OF THE SELFISH CHILD

2010-08-05T01:59:00.000-07:00

Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
And if I die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my toys to break,
So none of the other kids can use them. . . .
Amen

Dreaming Green Mongolia

2010-08-04T21:18:00.000-07:00

I have been thinking about creating Green Mongolia since the Summer of 2007 while I was watching LIFE EARTH on TV. But I took a great amount of time to understand that thinking will not do anything to make it happen but action will. So I started to act since the Spring of 2010. I involved a tree planting club and started planting trees. It pleased me to know that there are many people with the heart for our mother nature including both Mongolians and outlanders.
A week ago I took part in an international environmental leadership program with some Mongolian and Korean fellows. We discussed about the desertification in Mongolia and its relation with nomadic culture and the resources in Mongolia
I was really upset to know that we are causing our trouble ourselves, but still happy about the people who are taking care of those things for our nation and its nature. I am very gratiful about the people those who came to mongolia and caring for our nature.

And we mongolians should start acting as long as you don't wanna live in a DESERT called MONGOLIA. We all know what to do, but we just don't do. Why? cause we just don't love ourselves. We love fame, we love money, we love our body. So now Let's start loving out soul and have something to feed it.
I already started feeding my own, now your turn

Twilight: Hollywood crap, worse than Hillywood Parody.

2010-07-19T21:00:00.000-07:00

Most girls around the world know Twilight saga of Stephenie Meyer. For some strange reason they all love it.

According to recent survey, teenage girls are the strongest group of buyers in the States. No wonder how that crap became this popular.
Girls, girls, girls -they love romantic stuffs like vampire and human love affairs. And another thing that drives them mad is half-naked vampire and wolf guys.
Okey, Edward-the goofy looking guy. Oh gosh, would you ever say that he is handsome if he wasn't famous and rich and was just a guy in a street. At least I wouldn't. Well some of you might just say "What a funny looking guy?" Maybe his pale skin makes him vampire looking and he's tall and good figure, but he is still one of the most disagreeable looking guy I have ever seen in my short life. Well at least I don't find him attractive at all.

You might have guessed that what I'm gonna write about next. well maybe not. Anyways it's Jacob's turn. oh jeez he's handsome I can't deny that at all. I like him too. And most, maybe all girls like muscle stuff. (hey I'm one of them)
But I just found it uncomfortable to see him. WHY? simple he doesn't have a neck, no sorry he looks like if he doesn't have a neck. Those make-up artists put too much muscles on him so that he looks like if he doesn't have a neck at all. Maybe it's a wolf thing. But I don't know for sure whether if it's his real muscle. If it is I'm sorry then. hey but I still on wolfs' side. At least they are more handsome and they've got more muscles than those gloomy-looking bloodsuckers.

Okey, now it is the time for Bella Swan- skinny flirty girl. Ok I admit that I'm jealous of her. She is quite pretty and have so many admirers and most of them are special in their own way. And also she is very famous despite her lack of talent as a good actress. Most of you might agree about her acting. It was TERRIBLE! In Twilight, all she has to do was breath breath and breath. in every scene she breaths like if she has asthma.(Bella, stop freaking out all the time and Edward, your breath is sweet? I wish) In New Moon as well. Oh but she's got something else to do in Eclipse, which is to run between those to guys that I wrote earlier. I think Kristen Stewart is one of the best reasons to blame Twilight as a really bad movie. Besides it is a very badly written movie. But no critiques about it as long as I'm not smart enough to do something like that.

Well I can go with all the things that I have mentioned earlier. But what I can't stand at all are the things that Stephenie Meyer had done with those vampires. The Cullens and the Other bloodsuckers in that movie is the least vampire like characters in any previous vampire stories and movies. According to most stories vampires are fancy-looking, fast and agile. ok, that could work. But what kind of vampire has some titan body and reads mind. that's the whole different thing. Maybe you might like it in a way, and Stephenie Mayer got it right to put some tools on those bloodsuckers. When I first heard the series was about vampires, I was skeptical, but throw werewolfs into the mix, and it's a disaster waiting to happen. To her credit, the author, Stephenie Meyer, did a good job of making the fantasy believable.

But believe me if people do things what most people want to see and play with those classic stuffs, it will cease to be an art and just become a crap like Twilight

To summarize it:

REASONS TO HATE TWILIGHT!!
1.) OVERRATED AS HELL
2.) WRITTEN HORRIBLY
3.) HAS A REALLY, LONG WINDED STORYLINE!
4.) BREAKS ALL THE VAMPIRE RULES
5.).....BELLA IS A RETARD!
6.) HORRIBLE ACTING!
7.) (about the whole jacob vs. edward thing) GET OVER THEM, THEY BOTH SUCK!
8.) ALL OF THE PEOPLE I KNOW WHO LIKE IT ARE COMPLETLY OBSESSED AND THAT IS ALL THEY TALK ABOUT
9.) IT MAKES MY AGE GROUP ALL LOOK LIKE LOVE SICK FANGIRLS!
10.) I AM SICK OF HEARING ALL THIS, "but, it's a good story.." CRAP!
11.)YOU MAKE ME VOMIT BELLA, (SHE IS SUCH A USER!)
*sorry if I offended any fans, but I really wanted to let the world know what I though of that cheezy show.....
again I am very sorry...

hey I'm not a critic or whatever, just wrote everyone is talking about in my words for fun. Those Access kids know about my source hehe.

PS: Here are few copy-paste, sorry about copyright problems

Narcissus, the GOD of self-lovers

2010-07-15T03:41:00.001-07:00

Narcissus, the son of the river god Cephissus and the nymph Leiriope, was an extremely good-looking Greek youth. His beauty ultimately led to his death. A prophet named Tiresias told Leiriope that her son would enjoy a long life as long as he never knew himself or saw his reflection. Although Leiriope did not understand the prophecy at the time, its meaning eventually became clear.

nymph minor goddess of nature, usually represented as young and beautiful

prophet one who claims to have received divine messages or insights

prophecy foretelling of what is to come; also something that is predicted

Narcissus was so handsome that many women and men fell in love with him. He rejected all of them. One of his admirers was the nymph Echo, who had been cursed by Hera* to repeat only the last words spoken to her. Ameinias, another admirer, was so devastated by Narcissus's indifference toward him that he killed himself. Before doing so, however, Ameinias called on the gods to punish Narcissus. They caused the beautiful youth to gaze into a pond at his reflection. He fell in love with his own image and drowned trying to touch it. In other accounts of the story, Narcissus killed himself out of sorrow and frustration. The gods then changed him into the flower that bears his name.

Soul mate

2010-07-15T03:22:00.000-07:00

"According to Greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, Zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves."

They're saying that when you are born, you are separated from that other half. And when you find that other half, the power of love makes you feel complete. Because you are complete with your half that you were born with.

Bernard Weller and a Rich Merchant

2010-05-24T14:04:00.000-07:00

When Bernard Weller, a well-known English journalist, was a young beginner in his profession, he was once sent by his newspaper to interview a rich old Scottish merchant. The editor wanted to publish a story on how the merchant had made his enormous fortune.
It was evening. The young journalist was shown into a small, dusty room where an old man was sitting at his desk and reading by the poor light of a single candle. It was the merchant, and he met the journalist benevolently.
On hearing the journalist's purpose he said "Oh, it's a long story, the way I have earned my money. While I'm telling it I'd rather save the candle." With these words he carefully put out the light.
"Never mind the story, Sir,"Bernard Weller protested "Thank you very much for your cooperation. Now I quite understand the way you have made your fortune!"
And the young journalist went out of the dusty room with a feeling of relief

Liked planting trees

2010-05-18T04:04:00.000-07:00

Last Saturday, I went to countyside to plant some trees with 67 another people. We planted over 2000 trees. Such a big number. I made some friends as well. And I really loved planting trees. So did my friends.
I found out that planting tree means not only putting seeds in the soil. It is about making it grow. And I want my 2000 new babies grow and will do my best to grow it.

http://coinmill.com/MNT_calculator.htm

2010-05-10T02:11:00.000-07:00

Wanna be informed about current exchange rate? check this out people, especially if you study economy it's helpful.

http://translate.reference.com/translate

2010-05-10T00:24:00.000-07:00

http://translate.reference.com/translate
check this out people, especially if you are good at one language and studying something else. good luck with your studies and life people

боловсролтой хүн болохоосоо өмнө хүн болох хэрэгтэй

2010-04-28T21:21:00.000-07:00

"Be a man before you become a educated man." About 4 months ago, my Mongolian language teacher told us this quote. That moment I didn't considered this that seriously. I have just understood what its true meaning is.
I asked myself what it is like to be a man. The answer was clear. Having 2 legs and 2 hand doesn't mean that you are a man. But quote was not about physical beings. Being human means being conscious. Consciousness is the only thing that differs us from animals. If we were not conscious, however we have legs and eyes and hands, we can't be human.
Wanna be human? wanna do something except existing? BECOME A HUMAN! dude

http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/t/theodore_roosevelt.html

here are some wonderful quotes from Teddy (Theodore Roosevelt)
"A man who has never gone to school may steal from a freight car; but if he has a university education, he may steal the whole railroad. "

feeling shameful

2010-04-21T04:43:00.000-07:00

Have you guys ever heard that someone got medal for being little shit? if not hear then. I got a bronze medal for standing at the corner of basketball field. Everyone hated me for standing there like dump asshole. While others are running and struggling for victory. It's like if I were cheerleader on the field, while others are out of it. Imagine it? It is not my fault that I have never played it before and it is not their fault that they didn't have someone else instead of me. (didn't wrote it to blame my team members) eeeewww hate that moment.
One decision I made after the play, I will never ever play basketball again. (still blushed and feeling shameful)
Anyway I got my first and last medal of Basketball... funny

Sometimes things that we cant notice that much makes our life happier

2010-04-14T05:28:00.000-07:00

During recent few weeks I have been thinking about Blind people. It might caused by the project that I am volunteering next summer "English Summer Camp for Blind Students." I have thought about their feelings of BEAUTY. The Mongolian translation of this word is "Гоо үзэсгэлэн" literally this means 'fine to see' If those who we call blind cant see, what is beauty for them? Maybe there is something like beauty that makes them smile. Something they hear, something hey taste, something they smell, something they feel.

And I have thought about colors too. When I was reading "the Giver" by Lois Lowry, I have understood that how important the colors are in our life. Without colors, how dull and boring our life would be? Blind people can feel shape, taste, smell, and voice. but colors they cant feel.
If someone asks about colors I would say it is something like LOVE. The feeling when you first fall in love is White, first date is Blue first kiss is Green, jealousy is Yellow, times with him/her is Pink, first argument is brown, missing him/her is gray, breaking up is black... love itself is RED and It is BEAUTIFUL

Who in the rainbow can draw the line where the violet tint ends and the orange tint begins? Distinctly we see the difference of the colors, but where exactly does the one first blendingly enter into the other? So with sanity and insanity.
—Herman Melville, Billy Budd

Fuchs und Igel von Wilhelm Busch

2010-04-14T05:21:00.000-07:00

Ganz unverhofft auf einem Hügel
sind sich begegnet Fuchs und Igel.
Halt! rief der Fuchs, du Bösewicht!
Kennst du des Königs Order nicht!
Ist nicht der Friede längst verkündigt,
Und weißt du nicht, daß jeder sündigt,
der immer noch gerüstet geht!
Im Namen seiner Majestät,
komm her und übergib dein Fell!
Der Igel sprach: Nur nicht so schnell,
nur nicht so schnell!
Laß dir erst deine Zähne brechen,
dann wollen wir uns weitersprechen.
Und also bald macht er sich rund,
zeigt seinen dichten Stachelbund
und trotzt getrost der ganzen Welt,

bewaffnet, doch als Friedensheld.

Хүүхэдүүд өсөж том болоод бие биенээ дэмжинэ

2010-03-26T23:06:00.000-07:00

I am climbing on a mountain without seeing the top. But I know that steep places lead me to the top.
In every day, every minute, every second I change my path. But there is not only me. There are CHILDREN, who is going along the same path. We help each other when one needs help. We encourage each other when one is sad. We pull each other ahead when one is tired.
We are holding hands together to the future.
those children are called FRIENDS.
See you in the Future