tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047104905574321142024-03-13T14:27:13.640+08:00adzrndzrhlight tomorrow with today::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.comBlogger96125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-47944894727570906802012-11-25T01:44:00.003+08:002012-11-25T01:51:55.735+08:003 years agoIt's a boring night. I'd planned earlier that I would like to stay up to do some revision as I will be having 3 tests next week but weehooo I"m here updating my blog after a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong time.<br />
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I scrolled over my last posts on my other (old) blog and I found a survey that I've answered 3 years back so I thought it would be fun if I answer it again, on this blog. So yeah this is it;<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Does the person you like, like you back?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Don't think so</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Who was the last person you gave your number to?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Nana my old neighbor</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Do you know what you want to be when you grow up?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br />A woman, wonder woman</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Do you like to take walks?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Yes</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Ever had a song sang about/for you?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Yes</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Can you recall the last time you liked someone a lot?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">The past 7 months</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">What did your last text message say?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Workkkkkkk</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">What is your </span></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">middle name?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Nadzirah</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><span style="color: #333333;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">What do you smell like?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Sweets</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">What's under your bed?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Papers, paper bags, files, dusts</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Have you ever cried cause you were so mad?</span></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Yes</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Did anything dramatic happened yesterday?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">No</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Are you in love with someone right now?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">I don't really know what I'm feeling</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">What can you hear right now?</span></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">A song from my earphone</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Did you feel better or worse or the same yesterday?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">The same</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Who last texted you?</span></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Someone from Mnation</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Who last called you?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Nabiha</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">What is the wallpaper on your phone?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Swirling galaxy</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">What do you want for your birthday?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br />A new phone! :(((( and some flowers !</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Congratulations, you just had a baby girl! What's her name?</span></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Lily, still Lily </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Are you happy?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Not really</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><span style="color: #333333;"><br /></span><span style="color: #666666;">Do you miss anyone?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Yesssss</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><span style="color: #333333;"><br /></span><span style="color: #666666;">Do you think that you have made a difference in someones life?</span></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Undoubtly</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Is anyone protective over you?</span></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Family and friends</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Have you made any new friends lately?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Yes</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Are you waiting for anything?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Waiting for my study mode to be turned on, lol</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Where is your dad?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">In Kobe, Japan :(</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Have you ever been called beautiful?</span></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Hahaha</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><span style="color: #333333;"><br /></span></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Last time you laughed?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br />While answering the previous question</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><span style="color: #333333;"><br /></span><span style="color: #666666;">Is it possible to be single and happy?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Hmm hmm it should be yes and yes yes yes</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">When were you on the phone last? And with who?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">1806hours, Loqman</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">What are you excited for?</span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">My tailored dress to be done, I really wanna know how it will look like on me</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">What do you want right now?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">I want to sleep but I need to study</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Do you have a good relationship with your parents?</span></span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Absolutely</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /><span style="color: #666666;">Do you have someon</span></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">e of the opposite sex you can tell anything to?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br />Yesss, all of my best guy friends</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Do you think somebody's in love with you?</span><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"> </span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;"><br /></span><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Who would've known?</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #666666; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Have you told anybody you loved them today?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit; line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Sadly no </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="line-height: 20.58333396911621px;">Yeayy I'm done with the survey, gonna publish it now!</span></span>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-81361112093469975822012-03-05T02:09:00.001+08:002012-03-05T02:13:06.375+08:00Hope for the best, just don't expect it.<div style="text-align: justify;">Hellooooooooooooooo everyoneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee !</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ye saya tau, 8 tahun sekali baru saya update blog miahahaha. Busy lah weh nak buat macam mana kan, lagi pon banyak tempat lain untuk meluahkan perasaan so sekali sekala tak sengaja lah terabaikan blog ni haha. Kalau online buka blog semata mata nak tengok header je pastu tutup.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Esok start sekolah balik! 4th semester for degree. Dup dap dup dap. Dengan tak prepare nya, I hope everything goes well nanti, Insyaallah. Semester baru ni azam pon kenalah baru, which is nak study everyday macam the next day ada final exam. Haa besar kan cita cita, azam memang kena ambitious sikit, so kalau tak dapat catch the sky, I can still fall on the clouds. Eh ke apa benda tah saya merepek ni ?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyway, my semester break was awesome. Was lah kan dah habis dah, sekarang ni lah last lagi berapa jam nak kena masuk class mengadap whiteboard tengok muka lecturer telan air liur sebab lapar pastu peluh peluh naik turun tangga. Tak apa, semua effort tu Insyaallah worth it for the outcome. I'm pretty sure this semester will be as fast as Ferrari jugak macam last semester so kita kena go, go, go, move forward laju laju belajar pandai pandai nanti nak sambung Masterika pula kaaaaan ? Insyaallah, Ameeeeeeeen.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Weh bukan ke tadi nak cerita pasal semester break? Ala takpe lah tak payah cerita sebab dah bagitau dah semester break best, dapat kawan kawan baru, pergi jalan jalan sana sini, spent time dengan family and kawan kawan, dapat result exam best, Alhamdulillah. Berbaloi lah menggigil menangis dalam exam hall, mengadu stress dekat kawan setiap hari sepanjang sebulan exam, makan tidur tak teratur, dan bermacam macam lagi.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tapi dalam kegembiraan semua ni ada jugak kesedihan, we lost our dear aunty Badariah, Farah Ain's mak. Al-Fatihah Makcik, kitorang semua rindu kat sini. Rindu jugak kat arwah Opah dengan Tok Lan dengan Epol. Satu hari nanti kita semua jumpa balik dekat 'sana' Insyaallah. :')</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sekarang dah pukul 155am jadinya saya perlu prepare untuk hari esok, nak kena tidur awal ni sebenarnya, tapi tak apa sebab saya dah berubah sekarang, dah bangun awal pagi setiap hariiiiiiiiiiiii. Itu lah pencapaian dan perubahan paling hebat diri sendiri kalau nak bandingkan dengan sebelum sebelum ni. Syida biha hani semua kalah lah sekarang haha. Tu maksudnya saya dah besar matang gagah perkasa sikit daripada mereka semua huahuahua.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Oh ya, dikesempatan ini juga I wanna thank everyone yang belanja saya pelbagai jenis makanan dan minuman sepanjang seminggu birthday celebration saya. Hahaha sila jangan jealous ya, they celebrated my 22nd birthday for a week. I'm a happy girl ! Perut pon happy jugak lah hehe tapi kena lah minum shake banyak banyak lepas tu. Thank you again everyone bawak saya pergi Laman Grill, MMZ, Serai, Carls Jr, Teh Tarik Place, Ayers Rock, Chawan, Mahbub, Starbucks, Pelita, Red Box, Ayam Penyet, Nandos, Tea Pot Deli, dan Ikea. I can't believe I went to all of these places in a week, more or less. T_T *guily pleasure*</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">So yeaaaaah the clock is ticking, my time is running out. Need to pack some stuff and then off to bed I go. Have a good sleep everyone ! And pesanan untuk orang jauh, jangan ponteng class (jauh mana tu tak tau lah hehe). ^^,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Byebye, lovelies !</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-82401345084508822652012-01-22T02:14:00.001+08:002012-01-22T02:19:03.618+08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Hi everyone, I'm done with my 3rd semester for degree, 3 more to go Insyaallah. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">So, here I am back on my la la land. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">I have so much to tell, but I guess I have a highly insecure feeling towards expressing my feelings on the internet anymore. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Well as I said, I have so much to tell, so much as in so very much much much much but I just can't tell it here, or anywhere.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><br />
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<span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Damn, I hate the feeling. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Why do we have to have people who are following us everywhere here and there? </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Thinking of it, I guess I have the answer for the insecurity. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">It's not those people that made me feel insecure, it's that one person I think, hahaha. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Okay, let me just keep it to myself then. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Anyway, I'm happy that it's semester break now but still it bores me when I have nothing to do. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">But fret not because next week will be the starting point of my busiest schedule, I guess. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Oh, can I say this, I miss studying and stressing out for finals. </span><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">Hehe.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sooooo, how's life huh? Haha tah pape gila soalan. Saja saja tanya macam tu, saya baru 2 hari buka semester baru untuk Bachelor. One word, TIRING. Ye lah mana tak penat, satu hari pergi panjat campus tu boleh settlekan satu benda je. Ni 2 hari, baru settle dua benda which is semalam dapat file hijau, harini dapat contact Penasihat Academic. Lain-lain, apa pon tak jalan.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Bachelor ni tak sama macam Diploma. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Reason:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> 1. <b><i>Dah tukar course from Diploma in Investment Analysis sekarang dah jadi Bachelor (Hons) in International Business.</i></b> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Ye, saya tukar line. Sepatutnya kalau course saya sambung Bachelor (Hons) in Finance. Akan tetapi yours truly ni terpaksa akur dengan takdir untuk berubah arah. Okay bukan salah takdir, saya yang menentukan sendiri. Saya yang memang tak nak buat Finance. Alaa nak cerita panjang panjang kenapa amik IB sekarang memang belit, senang cerita sebab PIN and password masa isi borang online tu hilang, bila jumpa dah tak sempat nak betulkan pilihan course. Hihi, my mistake I know.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">2. <i><b>Close friends cum family from Uitm Johor dulu semuaaaaa dapat Uitm Shah Alam.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Okay, ni part yang nak buat saya beremosi ni. Management Uitm kan dah pecahkan faculty kitorang kat dua tempat ikut courses, so Finance still kat Shah Alam, IB pulak kena transfer pergi Puncak Alam. So here I am now, buat Bachelor kat Puncak. The campus is not bad, surroundings okay, cuma nak kena berkenalan dengan course mates baru. Okay tak semua dapat Shah Alam, Intan dapat Puncak Alam jugak. Tapi tak rapat sangat pon dengan dia, okay okay je lah, tapi tak bercerita rahsia pon haha. Tapi dia pon dah ada kawan kawan from course lain. So all in all just nak kena adapt dengan new place. ( Tak berapa new pon sebab masa cuti dah kerja 2 bulan kat situ haha)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">3. <i><b>Belajar & duduk rumah sendiri dengan family setelah 8 tahun berjauhan.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Haha tragic sangat bunyi dia. Betul apa 5 tahun duduk hostel (Semashur) 3 tahun duduk kat Johor (Diploma Uitm) tiba tiba duduk rumah pulak sekarang, sorang sorang pulak tu. Adik badik semuaaaa belajar kat Arau lah, Kuantan lah, Cyberjaya lah. Jadi anak tunggal lah saya sekarang ni. Boring gila asyik kurung diri dalam bilik, drive pergi class sorang sorang paling tragic T_T. Dulu tinggal kat hostel dan kolej dgn beratus orang, duduk rumah sewa dengan 10 orang, naik kereta beramai ramai, nyanyi lagu sama sama, happy nangis sama sama, gossip sampai tertidur. Sekarang ni gossip dengan mak je lah ye. Itupon dia balik kerja dah penat, tidur awal. Takpelah, balas jasa ibu bapa pon apa salahnya kan? Ni lah masa nak berbakti kat rumah and mereka sementara masih ada masa. :)<i><b> </b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;"> </div><div style="text-align: justify;">*okay sambung mengarang balik. tadi mummy call lepas tu dia merajuk sebab saya tersalah menggunakan nada bercakap di telefon. harap maaf mummy*</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">4. <i><b>Selama ni share duit minyak kereta, sekarang share dengan diri sendiri.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dulu naik kereta orang, kalau nak guna baru isi minyak, sekarang bawak kereta sendiri, guna tak guna kena isi minyak, mahal, ulang alik jauh, panjat puncak, kena rempittttttttttttzzz okayzzz. -__- Tak boleh bawak kereta slow slow nanti rasa macam tak sampai sampai kat campus. Teruk betul macam ni. Tapi takpe, kena cari gang, tadi dah jumpa sorang budak BJ yawll. Nanti boleh car pooool. Mandi swimming pool pon boleh.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">5. <i><b>BECAUSE IT'S BACHELOR BABY, NOT DIPLOMA!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Haha kan tu reason paling senang. Well, baru 2 days je pon. Nanti dah happy, galak bagai tak ingat apa tak emo langsung. Ahaha, kawan kawan bersedialah untuk lupakan saya, saya nak lupakan anda semua ni. Ngeheheh lagi lagi Syidaaa, asyik rindu je dia tu sampai demam terus. Kesian awak, alah I'm just one call away, selang beberapa section di Shah Alam sahaja. :D </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">So, that's all for today. Tengok lah kalau free and rajin saya akan post apa apa lagi ya.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Salam ramadhan kawan kawan. :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Mesti semua tertanya tanya kenapa lah bulan ramadhan ni saya nak buat post bukan bukan ni? Takde lah, tengah berborak dengan Syida pasal isu ni so terfikir macam macam dalam kepala otak. So, mari kita kupas faktor faktor kenapa perasaan membuak buak?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Eh jap, aku rasa aku lari topik. Perasaan berteman lelaki, bukan perasaan nak berkahwin kan? Hahahahahahaha okay rasa sangat bongok. Malas lah nak sambung macam ni, dah malu.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sebenarnya perasaan tu membuak buak sebab nak rasa ada orang teman, rasa macam sunyi je hari hari. Tapi kalau ada pon susah jugak, nak buat itu ini lah, nak gaduh lagi lah, macam macam. Lagipun dah 2 tahun single. Okay nothing to be impressed with pon kan. Tu lah padahnya, kalau sebelum ni tak pernah berboyfriend lah senang cerita, takde hal pon kan, takde nak sedih lah sunyi lah bagai. Tapi sebab dah terjebak, pastu bila dah tak ada balik memang lah susah nak hidup cool macam sebelumnya.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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Maklumlah, kerja 8 hari seminggu. Jangan jealous okay! -__-"<br />
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Nak upload gambar, camera pon takde, laptop pon tunggu masa je nak Innalillah. Harap harap bukan dalam masa terdekat ni ye sayangku. Muah muah.<br />
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Tapi sejak kelmarin, baru faham perasaan orang jual air kat pasar malam. Sekarang dah tau kenapa kat pasar lelaki yang jual air, bukan perempuan.<br />
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Seterusnya lagi, rindu kat yang bukan kawan.<br />
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Serta seterusnya lagi, rindu kat kau.<br />
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Kau lah, yang tengah baca post ni sekarang. :)<br />
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Nak tidur. Bye bye Si Kunang Kunang.::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-3345904121544329012011-05-27T01:55:00.002+08:002011-05-27T02:09:26.751+08:00Some pages turn, some bridges burn, but there were lessons learnt.<div style="text-align: justify;">No, I don't know what is up to me, I laugh too much recently. They don't know much about us... - Random Awesome, Yuna.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">2) "Jalan-jalan cari makan bersama Encik Bud." - Mission accomplished.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Best wooh berjalan-jalan atas dasar mencari makanan. Ngap ngap ngap.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tapi kedai yang di singgah harini biasa je, kedai kedai yang selalu makan.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">Dah bertukar jadi cerita sedih lah pulak, tadi elok elok gembira. Dah lah taknak tulis lagi. Oh ada lagi satu sebab untuk bersedih, hubungan kitorang dah terputus, kan awak? <u>"CALL tak kan angkat, SMS ignore, WALL POST buat bodoh, IM takkan jawab"</u> <b>Woah :O</b> Dahsyat betul hukuman. Tapi dia dah langgar dulu, tiba tiba je pergi Im <b>OH</b> kat fb tadi haha, bongok.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Okay nak tidur penat gila drive, mengantuk gila babs. Selamat!</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-53129693539716411782011-05-26T02:33:00.002+08:002011-05-26T03:35:08.277+08:00She's just above the stars.<b>Current Obsession:</b><br />
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We are now officially a fresh graduate! :D<br />
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Till then, toodles.::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-46809675542755350732011-05-21T04:03:00.001+08:002011-05-21T04:09:26.623+08:00Sometimes, the person you want the most, is the person you're best without.<div style="text-align: justify;">Pernah tak rasa rindu sangat kat orang yang korang tau korang tak sepatutnya rindu? Mesti pernah kan? Persoalan pertama, kenapa tak sepatutnya rindu? Sebab pertama: Orang yang korang rindu tu bekas kekasih yang pernah sakitkan hati kaw kaw shit? Sebab kedua: Orang tu ialah artis yang tak kenal korang langsung? Sebab ketiga: Orang tu ialah secret admire korang yang korang tak pernah bertegur sapa pon. Sebab keempat: Orang tu ialah kawan korang yang pernah ada masalah dengan korang tapi tak pernah nak settlekan dengan cara baik? Dan banyak lagi lah kan sebab sebab lain yang munasabah untuk kategori "tak sepatutnya rindu" ni.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dalam kes aku, aku taknak lah bagitau dia duduk dalam sebab ke berapa sebab aku tak mention pon sebab apa aku cakap orang tu tak patut aku rindu. Tapi memang munasabah betul lah sebab apa aku tak patut rindu orang yang aku rindu ni. Kejap, aku sebenarnya tak pasti jugak yang aku ni rindu dia ke apa, yang aku tau dia selalu sangat sangkut kat kepala otak aku. Kalau aku tengah tak buat apa apa mesti teringat, kalau tengah buat apa apa pon kadang kadang teringat jugak. Ni aku tengah menulis ni sebab teringat lah kot, tadi tak ingat pon, tapi lepas pilih nak letak status tu, terus teringat.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Siapa dia manusia yang aku teringat sangat ni? Itu pon aku taknak bagitau. Kalau korang nak korang main teka teka lah, mungkin dia ex aku, mungkin dia kawan aku, mungkin dia family member aku, atau mungkin dia siapa siapa je lah kan. Aku tulis ni pon sebab aku rasa macam nak salurkan beban di kepala otak ni supaya aku tak ingat sangat. Ceh ceh beban lah sangat kan? Tak beban pon, biasa biasa je lah tak effect apa pon, kan dah habis diploma, tak ada apa sangat nak fikir haha. Sila jangan cemburu. Eh cemburu? Weird gila guna perkataan tu hahahaha.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sebenarnya aku tengah cari sebab ni, kenapa makhluk Allah yang sorang ni boleh sangkut dalam kepala otak aku. Padahal banyak lagi orang lain boleh sangkut kan? Bagi lah Johnny Depp ke, emm siapa lagi artis hensem hensem? Okay aku tak kenal artis, patut pon tak boleh nak sangkut haha. Aku boring sebenarnya ada dalam keadaan macam ni, ada rasa tak seronok. Ala aku cerita lah sikit, dia ni sebenarnya rapat dengan aku sebelum sebelum ni, lepas tu ada benda jadi buat kitorang jadi tak rapat. Lepas tu dah make up balik, settle kan benda tapi entah settle tapi tak habis kot. Lepas tu benda tak jadi macam dulu balik, maksudnya macam masa sebelum ada masalah tu lah kan, so aku rasa macam tak sedap.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Wah aku tak sangka dah panjang dah aku membebel ni. Dulu aku pernah tanya si dia yang aku teringat ni, aku rasa aku ni banyak sangat bercakap membebel apa semua, patut ke aku jadi pendiam je atau berubah ke apa ke, dia ni terus bangkang cakap tak payah, "kau jadi je diri kau". Yelah betul lah tu, tapi dia pon jarang jarang nak bercakap dengan aku lagi, apatah lagi nak dengar aku bercerita dan membebel kan? Dulu aku selalu lah jugak berkongsi cerita dengan dia. Tapi itu semua hanya sementara. Hanya lagu yang menjadi ingatan, hanya lagu yang menjadi kenangan. Eh termenyanyi pulak haha.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Dah lah, taknak cakap pasal tu lagi, sekarang nak cakap pasal cuti 4 bulan. Aku setakat ni duduk rumah je lah tak bekerja lagi. Oh tak tak, aku lupa pulak aku ni Independent Distributor Herbalife. So aku ni kira macam sentiasa employed lah walaupon unemployed kan? Hah sesiapa yang rasa rasa macam nak cuba product Herbalife ni tapi segan ke, malu ke, ragu ragu ke, tak yakin ke, boleh lah tanya aku. Kalau malu nak tanya kuat kuat, bisik je lah kat telinga aku ke?<br />
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Tapi jangan risau lah, product ni Insyaallah setakat ni memang berkesan. Bagitau je apa masalah korang, banyak lemak, kurang lemak, nak otot lebih, nak ramping macam semut, nak kulit licin macam aku, eh bukan macam tomato ke, tengah mengandung, lepas mengandung nak turunkan berat jadi anak dara balik, semua masalah tu Insyaallah dah ada orang yang pernah selesaikan guna produk Herbalife ni.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Aku pon tak suka jugak nak kepoh kepoh, aku tak reti pon nak approach orang, tapi setakat ni orang yang approach aku hahaha. Oh lupa, kalau teringin nak jadi hebat macam Messi pon boleh try "tanya saya bagaimana" kat aku okay. Aku nak kongsi sikit je lah, Herbalife ni tak pernah claim dia ni ubat yang boleh sembuhkan penyakit, tapi secara logik akal nya bila korang dah telan good nutrition, mestilah badan pon secara automatisnya menjadi sihat. Betul tak Dr. Hani, Piko dan Debby? Hahaha :DD</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Okay lah aku rasa aku macam dah type panjang sangat je, tanpa gambar pulak tu. Mesti para pembaca aku merasa sedikit bosan dan pening lalu meng-skip skip baris ayat beserta perenggan sekali kan? Haa jangan tipu aku, sebab aku bila baca blog yang panjang sangat pon macam tu. Sama je kita! Hehe. Dah lah selamat pagi para makhluk alam semua. Saya doakan anda semua yang membaca ni sihat serta sentiasa menjalani kehidupan yang sihat sihat belaka. Amin. :)</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-20333131543772308542011-05-20T01:58:00.002+08:002011-05-20T02:16:08.252+08:00The world can't change my dreams, but my dreams can always change the world.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">He used to be my classmate for 5 years, we had the-almost-same handwriting, we almost studied in the same field which is architecture but I changed my mind just before I submitted my form online, we both had our awful-break-up and shared the pain with each other, both of us had just finished with our last semester of diploma, and now both of us are being very ambitious in dreaming of pursuing our studies in UK. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"><b>Thank you God, for the 8 years of friendship. Alhamdulillah.</b></span></i> :')</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEippR4xFLy7NuqHZnIEGnM0jT965LRkN9-PXtjTcMcZ4c389hbLf7OodU1qYYD2-39L6W_XtLQanlWrKVPoyaRT5uqkniNZsyuNqXdtYhh5eCkrEVWb0ckxyi0z7-MUeVJyM0bouh_em4JS/s1600/DSC_3740.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEippR4xFLy7NuqHZnIEGnM0jT965LRkN9-PXtjTcMcZ4c389hbLf7OodU1qYYD2-39L6W_XtLQanlWrKVPoyaRT5uqkniNZsyuNqXdtYhh5eCkrEVWb0ckxyi0z7-MUeVJyM0bouh_em4JS/s320/DSC_3740.jpg" width="176" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">It's your birthday today! Or should I say yesterday? Okay I know this post is like waaaaaay too late but sorry dude, I'd planned to write this a little bit earlier but something came up so I had to postpone it. Sorry again! So, you're 21 huh? You're old, hey old fag! Ahaha no I'm just joking. You're my coolest best friend ever. Even though we don't see each other often, we'd always be there for one another when we need each other right? Enjoy being an old man! Can't wait for the roadtrip, I hope it will come true. Tralalalalala. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">"The latest picture(2011) of us."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjio08-JZZ36bjjN4tXOxQLgaxB9jCQ-nfzeYANZ23K6gNLI-YOv6Jeb0K6m5tqa19Zbhez14PiUnssmivq2oPO_l4JWyyTjttkzAEiX45ybOr9Rno6q8jtdxztfbSrV9Z7iJZM3j_6CTpb/s1600/DSC_0915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjio08-JZZ36bjjN4tXOxQLgaxB9jCQ-nfzeYANZ23K6gNLI-YOv6Jeb0K6m5tqa19Zbhez14PiUnssmivq2oPO_l4JWyyTjttkzAEiX45ybOr9Rno6q8jtdxztfbSrV9Z7iJZM3j_6CTpb/s320/DSC_0915.jpg" width="214" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I know I know, I forgot to mention, we share the same hairstyle too. Okay, it's not a style, it's our original hair, CURLY CURLY PERM!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDeFjAVZYE-y3pjnsWbYY9RF_nB7CWX4d0dG-1sIoU9mbZGbvbO_nnugqseDs9R0-_DNzqgeem3FoKYVCbp71Tk7uglBpZF3Q1h5dK_wBaChOlpNV4ft-DAfskAFolJg6gppsETCE89Mn9/s1600/200820081J31.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDeFjAVZYE-y3pjnsWbYY9RF_nB7CWX4d0dG-1sIoU9mbZGbvbO_nnugqseDs9R0-_DNzqgeem3FoKYVCbp71Tk7uglBpZF3Q1h5dK_wBaChOlpNV4ft-DAfskAFolJg6gppsETCE89Mn9/s320/200820081J31.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"An old picture(2008) of us with our cute faces."</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;">On top of all, I wish for your success in whatever you do, wherever you go and who ever you're with. I hope that we'll be friends forever and ever and ever and please find a decent girl to be your wife so that she'll suit your crazyness and with that, I can be friends with her and we can still be best friends even though we're married. Have a wonderful day, just as wonderful as you are to me. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</span></b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"><i>P/S: Tolonglah appreciate aku edit the first picture pakai paint tau tak! Photoshop tak boleh pakai pulak time time ni, sampai nak terkencing-kencing crop gambar kau tu! Nasib baik comel, senang hati tengok sambil edit hahaha. </i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-12740118065574137232011-04-29T03:07:00.007+08:002011-04-29T11:58:47.443+08:00My love's too big for you, my love.<div style="text-align: justify;">Instead of studying or sleeping, I chose to write something here.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hi everyone, I'm in the midst of wrapping up my Diploma life. I have 2 subjects to go and one is tomorrow, umm I meant this evening, the other one will be on Saturday morning. I know that it is too good to be true but seriously, the level of focus on my final exam that I have by now is only like 30% ? I spend most of the time lying on the floor or my bed and remembering all the memories that I had here, leaving me in full speed of sadness and in no mood of studying. To make it worse, I feel like a bummer.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I really need a spirit booster. Okay just ignore me, everyone had tried their best to comfort me, boost up my spirit but it is just me, and I feel empty inside as goodbyes is my pure weakness. Apart from that, I know that I should not get too carried away with those thoughts, but I just can't. Or maybe I can, but I didn't try. Maybe I'm just too scared of not having them beside me all the time anymore.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Despite everything, I would like to thank everyone who had lighten up my life, you guys had painted the white canvas of my life with very beautiful colours. Loves. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqiT0I1s8y5l6zFZnMBlbxn22k931N-RLGzlFJ4rSVyh7TybUrJCWbKlSp-3SBDmQNH12FeF38XroNH82oPgXV_rd58hLRB2GZfFzViLitu5SfnXUp54w3NFpNzFVSzigr8gdMgib9WxtU/s1600/DSC_000i.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqiT0I1s8y5l6zFZnMBlbxn22k931N-RLGzlFJ4rSVyh7TybUrJCWbKlSp-3SBDmQNH12FeF38XroNH82oPgXV_rd58hLRB2GZfFzViLitu5SfnXUp54w3NFpNzFVSzigr8gdMgib9WxtU/s400/DSC_000i.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">I know I've said this for quite a few times but I'm gonna say it again; <b>I never thought that I would love you guys this much, each one of you, and that makes it even harder for me to see all of us drift apart.</b></span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-43338175103154169622011-03-17T13:14:00.001+08:002011-03-17T13:17:45.943+08:00Even the best of friends must part<div style="text-align: justify;">Hello selamat tengah hari kawan kawan :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Harini saya tak ada kelas, eh silap ada kelas pagi tapi pensyarah pula tak kunjung tiba. Malam ni final dinner kitorang. Nervous sangat sebab tu lah post kat blog. Mesti orang pelik kan, nak dinner pon nak nervous. Ala bukan nervous sebab apa, sebab this will be our last dinner so dah terasa aura aura sedih tu. I did the montaj untuk final semester student. Semalam masa buat tak rasa apa apa, rasa macam bosan gila video aku buat ni, tapi tadi bila tengok balik dah start rasa sedih dah. Sigh, I just hate goodbyes.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Oh, malam ni saya mungkin menyanyi on stage dengan Ainaa Abdullah, lepas tu Agushudi Muhsin dengan Noor Amirah Ahmad nak bersajak, Azzali Zainoldin dan Muizuddin Mohd Shah pulak main gitar. Adoi lagi lah nervous. Nanti pukul 2 nak pergi practice kat campus. Dah lah hidung tengah sumbat, sure sumbang lah nanti. Malu lah pulak, boleh tak nak cancel last minute? Nak pakai dress malam ni pon nervous gak, nanti berapa orang je yang bersemangat, orang lain tak pon. Macam mana? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tak sangka sedih macam ni nak habis diploma. Dulu masa part 1 selalu rasa macam ala tak ada pape lah bukan rapat sangat pon dengan diorang ni semua. Lagipon zaman muda muda tu kan dah berpunya so memang kawan dengan perempuan je. Tak rapat pon dengan lelaki hehe gedik kan? Yang paling penting tak sedar pon kewujudan lelaki kat sekeliling dulu dulu, semalam masa buat slide tengok gambar lama lama baru perasan yang rupanya lelaki lelaki tu semua ada je kat mana mana kitorang ada, and kalau celebrate pape ada haha. Lawak betul. Since sekarang dah jadi bestfriends dah dengan diorang semua, and rapat sangat dengan classmates, lagi lah jadi sedih.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Nak tau tak, kepala otak saya ni macam filem tau sebab dia suka flashback benda benda yang dah jadi, ingat satu satu macam dalam filem tu lah. Haha pastu minggu lepas kan, eh tak minggu lepas sangat pon, awal minggu ni je, tah kenapa tah tak bertegur sapa dengan kawan kawan lelaki tu. Datang class diam je dorang tak cakap apa pon, saya pon diam je pastu tak pernah pernah selama 3 bulan ni kena tinggal time lunch, Monday tu keluar class tengok dorang dah lesap dah. Sekali jumpa masa nak makan, kat kedai sama tapi duduk meja lain lain jauh jauh tak tegur pon. Sedih sedih.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Petang tu Agushudi lah start tegur, dia cakap "Hmmm yinn jom pergi makan?" Lepas tu saya cakap " Eh bukan ke korang dah lupa kat yinn?" Dia diam je, lepas tu kitorang pon buat lah heart to heart conversation, Faizul ada sekali dia sampai sebak sebak, Adzrin mestilah dah nangis dah. Ainaa teman je kat tepi, Musa dengan Azhari pulak datang and masa dia datang tu saya tengah cakap "Aku tak tau lah salah aku ke, salah korang ke, pening dah aku..." dan Azhari dari jauh terus jawab "Tak yinn bukan salah kau" ke apa tah macam tu lah. Kitorang cakap cakap cakap, apologize semua, and saya ternampak kelopak mata Azhari basah, dia pon sedih jugak.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Kesimpulannya nasib baik all is well before dinner malam ni, kalau tak mesti sedih gila tak bertegur time dinner. So, malam ni boleh lah tangkap gambar banyak banyak, nyanyi sama sama. Nanti sem depan dah tak dapat dah macam ni. Kalau masuk Uitm balik pon untuk degree, bukan nya satu course dengan semua ni balik kan? Kalau pergi UK lagi lah. Now kena cherish every moment! Dah settle dinner, kena bersatu padu untuk siapkan final project and also final presentation.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Okaylah, toilet memanggil pulak. Nak weeweeweee, jumpa malam ni okay kawan kawan. Harap harap bawak tissue lah satu kotak, takut sedih sangat pulak nanti kan? Anyway, consumer Herbalife yang on programme jangan lupa minum shake and tea! Lagi lagi Muzill Mustakim, nanti dah hensem kita kahwin okay? Hehehehehehe :P So siapa nak kahwin awal minum lah shake and tea. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Haha okay saya main main je.<br />
Selamat tinggal semua orang yang disayangi!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><u>Lagu untuk kawan kawan tersayang kat Johor ni:</u></div><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>Mata bertentang mata, adakah kau terasa cinta kian memekar di hati kita? Kau istimewa paling utama yang satu, betapa manisnya senyumanmu. Debaran penuh makna, kelu tidak terkata sering kali terjadi bila kau disisi. Namum yang pasti membuat ku jatuh hati, oh manisnya, manisnya senyumanmu. :D</i></blockquote>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-4080776388447502642011-02-20T22:59:00.001+08:002011-02-20T23:00:56.152+08:00Though we tried, you can't deny we're left as shells, we lost the fight.<div style="text-align: justify;">Semua rasa tak kena, entah kenapa. Emosi tak stabil, kadang kadang gembira, kadang kadang sedih, rasa kosong. Rasa kosong tanpa sebab, dengar lagu dan tanpa aku sedar, air mata mengalir laju. Mungkin sebab lama sangat tak balik. Dah besar pon boleh homesick jugak kan? Okay, homesick.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Semua benda tak kena, hari tu pms. Menangis sehari suntuk, orang lain salah cakap sikit, menangis, orang menanyi lagu tak kena, menangis, orang tegur, menangis, sambil makan menangis, bila masuk tandas, baru dapat jawapan. Oh, pms. Tapi sekarang bukan pms, memang tak tau kenapa.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Semua rasa tak kena, sebab semua benda memang tak kena. Tak tau apa yang boleh menggembirakan. Apa ya? Cakap lah dengan sesiapa pon, tak gembira gembira jugak. Kesian kesian. Nak cakap dengan mummy? Lagi lah tak boleh, banjir satu segamat ni lagi.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Semua rasa tak kena lagi, dah cakap dengan mereka mereka yang boleh dipercayai, tapi tak tenang lagi. Jawapan dia, aku pon tau sendiri, solat, cakap dengan Tuhan, mesti Tuhan dengar. Kan?</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-84247189024941962462011-02-03T03:16:00.002+08:002011-02-03T03:22:27.904+08:00You'll only find a few people in this world who will tell you they love you and mean it with all of their hearts<div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Cerita Seorang Mak Yang Comel</b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Feb 2, 2011 </b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>(Texts between <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><i>013-xxxxxx7</i></span> & <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><i>013-xxxxxx5</i></span>)</b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">16:44:01</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Agussss</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>17:12:46</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Yinnnn...kenapeeee...competitor awak dah delisted ye? <i>(For those who doesn't understand this, a public listed competitor is needed to make company analysis, our final project paper)</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">17:15:46</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hahahaha. Yup. Tapi saya text awak bukan sebab tu.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>17:15:48</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Abes tuuu?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><b>17:17:33</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Nak suruh bagi semangat sikit. Harini lemah je. Tak buat pape selain tidur.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">17:18:27</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Pergilah mcD yg oi...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">17:20:39</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Buatpe gi mcD?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>17:25:57</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sebab kat sana ada smiley and prosperity...and kat sana pon ada memori yang boleh ying kenang2 sambil nyenyum sorg2~ :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><b>17:40:05</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Memory apaaa?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>17:42:56</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sem lepas kan kita lepak mcD sampai larut malam buat kerja sambil amek gambar macam orang gileee...fun ooo...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>18:20:40</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><b>Yin pernah dengar tak cerita seorang mak yang comel sentiasa tabah dan kuat semangatnyee~ ?</b></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">18:22:28</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hmmmmmmmm.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><b>18:28:37</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">What happen to that mak?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>18:34:32</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Saya pernah jugak menginterview tentang seorang emak yang disegani kat tempat saya belajar...antara jawapannya:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>"...beliau seorang yang tabah orangnya, dan ramai yang suka berkawan dengannya..."</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>"...oh!dia?..wow...sangat cool k?even sometimes agak emotional...tapi beliau lah tempat kami mengadu..."</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>"...hehe,beliau sangat mengambil berat tentang orang lain and sensitif dengan perasaan orang lain...and she's cool man!..."</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>"...tak,bagi saya dia biasa2 je...tapi apa yang saya cakap tu saya tipu je!hahaha...siapa yang tak hormat dia?dia kuat semangat,kreatif and caring ok?kalau saya ada peluang,saya nak kahwin dengan dia!..."</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>"...she's gonna be the first woman prime minister in Malaysia...she's gorgeous and patient!..."</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>"...tak,beliau ada saja kepala otak nye untuk selesaikan masalah...sangat pintar dan tangkas...and I'm gonna fall in love with her when I'm available..."</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>"...adorable,strong,patient,responsible,care and cute!:)..."</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: justify;"><i>"...dia baik orang nye, eh tak...atas kepada baik and atas atas atasnya lagi..."</i></blockquote><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">18:43:40</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Mak tu mak siapa? Anyway ni cerita betul ke rekaan semata mata?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">18:46:51</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>Mak tu adalah kamu...</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>Kamu lah yang menjadi tempat untuk kami mengadu dan mengeluh...</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>Kamu lah yang memberi semangat kepada kami bila kami hilang semangat...</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>Ini bukan rekaan la makk...tapi inilah apa yang saya rase...:)</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">18:49:58</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">:'(</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sejak bila agus jadi wartawan melodi?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">18:51:57</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Alaaaaaa...janganlah nangis...nanti gambar kena snap kang jadi kontroversi...senyum2...macam ni...</div><div style="text-align: justify;">:-) :-D ;-) B-)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">18:54:25</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tengah tahan nangis lah ni. Sebab dalam kereta so malulah. Dah lah dari semalam moody nak nangis tak nangis nangis. Agus cakap macam tu terus sedih gilaaaa.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>18:55:52</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Alololoo...apsal ni?kenapa sedih2 ni?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">18:57:01</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Tak ada pape lah agus :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Nape agus tiba tiba sms cakap macam tu eh?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>18:58:11</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Takdelah..nak lah tau juga punca kesedihan tersebut...mungkin boleh dibelasah ke...</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">18:59:28</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Bukan. Maksud yin kenapa agus tiba tiba sms cerita pasal mak tu?</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Yang pasal kesedihan tu nanti agus mesti tau punya. Heheh sekarang relax je dulu.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>19:01:18</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><i>Bukan...ianya untuk memberi tahu...betapa hebatnya beliau and untuk mengingatkannya yang dia seorang yang kuat untuk mengalah...</i></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><b>19:09:27</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Thanks agus :/</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Sedih lah yinn macam ni,uwaaa. Taknak habis sem boleh tak. Agus,of all the things yang yin kuat, I hate goodbyes. That is my pure weakness.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>19:13:24</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Alolololo...relaxlah yin..masa untuk say good bye kan lama lg...so,kita enjoy sama2 as much as we can!..okay darling? :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><b>19:16:05</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hehe, rasa macam kelakar je haritu yin baru je cakap kat agus pasal ni. Bagus, agus dah pandai :D Aguslah yang buat yin sedih harini. Haha tapi takpe yinn kuat! :D</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><b>19:17:30</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hahahaa...karma kehidupan..hehe k lah udah senja ni...u take care okeyh?</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><b>19:19:26</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Okay thanks a lot agus sebab sudi jadi wartawan melodi and berusaha menaikkan my spirit! Love uuuuuuuu! :D</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">19:21:29</span></b></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hahaha..Ok dear..takde hal mak anak kan?..hehe...love u tuututt..hihi.. (Agus malu! HAHA)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6r1vdWUeSAflh9jkVWc_ZwTpUfk5RA6TiHii_FnMsCisS_54KLoLVe6tUuebLlVafWCfHAe5DoUbeosmZpyFpBDYaZ6LdcLeBGv2Kw4_brnDjgQrjhb9-ZADml1Y_Mbh3Az5guGHpTei/s1600/DSC_0288.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6r1vdWUeSAflh9jkVWc_ZwTpUfk5RA6TiHii_FnMsCisS_54KLoLVe6tUuebLlVafWCfHAe5DoUbeosmZpyFpBDYaZ6LdcLeBGv2Kw4_brnDjgQrjhb9-ZADml1Y_Mbh3Az5guGHpTei/s400/DSC_0288.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">Agus & Yinn, during our event</span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">both a kinetic person, both a leader, both are childish, Agus is taken, Yinn is single.</span> </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekTCYPOT9_zKJm0ZvH4NxJO7AyWzO5YANiYccWH9YtxS2QJsD-IlAYDg7HXnFXf-pV1n117KWEn5hQzrankROT-Gvdv4_p0jnQvwBoBypMnLi2nhIWSxAje2cmnC1KIYORv7NNJsj8Itf/s1600/DSC_0845.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjekTCYPOT9_zKJm0ZvH4NxJO7AyWzO5YANiYccWH9YtxS2QJsD-IlAYDg7HXnFXf-pV1n117KWEn5hQzrankROT-Gvdv4_p0jnQvwBoBypMnLi2nhIWSxAje2cmnC1KIYORv7NNJsj8Itf/s400/DSC_0845.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;">but Yinn loves Agus' girl too, right Farahin? Because we're sisters. :)</span></i></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><i>and we cried over silly things together.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Thanks again Agus, you made my day. You make me remember who I am and where I'm supposed to be. You lifted up the spirit! Azhari did the same thing too today. He sent me the "semangat" through a text just now. :D Thanks guys! And another Goodbye? Oh maaaaan not again, after effing 3 years? Haih, I have to pray hard to God so that I could be as hard as the rock on our last day together aite? </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><b>Good Luck for Viva! Love love love. :')</b></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-14949865593238263552011-01-31T00:36:00.002+08:002011-01-31T00:40:01.851+08:00I'm just a little bit caught in the middle<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;">When my blog is neglected, it’s a pretty good sign that I’m happy and busy." - @</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"><a class=" twitter-atreply" data-screen-name="timwindsor" href="http://twitter.com/timwindsor" rel="nofollow" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #119cbf; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline;">timwindsor</a></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hello everyone! I was and still busy, because it's my final semester. There is so much to do and sooooo freakin little time! I'm in Johor Bahru now. Gonna spend the whoooooooole CNY holiday here! :) And I'm going to Singapore soon. But then again, it's raining non stop here in Johor, and somewhere else in the country I suppose? I've been sleeping the whole evening, just hoping for the rain to stop, but it didn't. Segamat is by flooded now, sobs sobs. I really wanna see how my house looks like now and I am so worried! Plus, I don't want the holiday to be extended, no no.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Since I'm not going back to Shah Alam, I'm gonna miss my friends the most, and Sunway Pyramid. Oh maaaaan. :/ I'm gonna miss Encik Bud the most, and Mak Suhar, it has been a while since the last time I met them. And oh, Fariz tooo, and Syahmi Cami Gila! Plus, everyone. I meant EVERYONE back in KL! You know who you are.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It's okay, I really need to sacrifice a bit, since I have to finish my Final Project progression right? I just need to be a little more patient, and once everything is done, sooner or later I'll definitely get to see them right? :) Plus, it's not that bad to be here in JB. Musa, Ubaidah, and Faizul are here. Fara Wahida, Nabilla Iskandar, Imran Marzuk, and later on Fariz will come back here! Yeayyyyyyyyyyyy! </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I really have to start working on my Viva (Final project) by now. Been procrastinating the whole day, and now I am here blogging, and not searching for the data that I need. I hope it will rain less tomorrow so that I will be more excited to finish my work. Okay, what is the connection? When it rains, I feel cold. When I am cold, I will be under the blanket all the time. If it's not raining, I can finish my work without any distraction of coldness of anything. Haha, stupid excuse but yeah whatever!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Hmmmm, I'm gonna miss my years in UiTM so much. Agus has been texting me on how sad he is about the society and friends. I feel him, the most. I cried during my last AGM. I cried almost everyday thinking on what would life in University be without them soon. Everything is coming to the end now, but we need to be strong friends! Be strong, Stay Focus! :))</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZX5X-hjAnPZhDuLQUf7b9U78U9xcxVzLnEVYroGCHcqW-nXHWWDHJTzCyNLKD8RgI0qcXAwEdhhh9XJk6Ia9Cefr_9BGWFJssjsoZJpJPldZ9l1Lxk6EZh0vNfZKPvD51pTtS4xb4htrQ/s1600/DSC_0538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZX5X-hjAnPZhDuLQUf7b9U78U9xcxVzLnEVYroGCHcqW-nXHWWDHJTzCyNLKD8RgI0qcXAwEdhhh9XJk6Ia9Cefr_9BGWFJssjsoZJpJPldZ9l1Lxk6EZh0vNfZKPvD51pTtS4xb4htrQ/s400/DSC_0538.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;">My classmates :')</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Now is time to sleep, now is to dream of Shah Alam, now is to dream Encik Bud, Mak Suhar and everyone. Tomorrow is to wake up early, tomorrow is to meet Musa and Faizul, tomorrow is to finish Industry Analysis.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Night, Loves. ^^,</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-37324459182631634952010-12-09T04:33:00.004+08:002010-12-09T04:42:49.967+08:00That's what you get when you let your heart win<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">She lives in a fairytale somewhere too far for us to find</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Forgotten the taste and smell of the world that she left behind</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">She's ripping wings off of butterflies<br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">This isn't what you wanted</div>I'm always wrong but you're never right<br />
It's not a dream anymore<br />
<br />
Well no sir now I don't wanna be the blame not anymore<br />
It's your turn so take a sit we're settling the final score<br />
And why do we lie to hurt so much?<br />
And why all the possibilities I was wrong?<br />
<br />
I know you don't believe me but the world see it<br />
Next time you point a finger I might have to bend it back of break it off<br />
Next time you point you finger I'll point you to the mirror<br />
<br />
You treat me just like another stranger<br />
It's nice to meet you sir<br />
We'll I guess I'll go<br />
I best be on my way out<br />
Ignorance is your new best friend<br />
<br />
We tried so hard to understand but we can't<br />
<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">We held the world out in our hands and you ran away</div>It takes some time to let you go and it shows<br />
Cause all we know is falling it falls<br />
Remember how cause I know that we won't forget at all<br />
<br />
And the worse part is before it gets any better we're headed for a cliff<br />
And in the free fall I will realize that I'm better off when I hit the bottom<br />
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<i>If it's not real you can't hold it in your hand</i><br />
<i>You can't feel it with your heart and I won't believe it</i><br />
<i>But if it's true you can see it with you eyes even in the dark</i><br />
<i>And that's where I want to be</i><br />
<br />
<i></i>If you wanna play it like a game well come on let's play<br />
Cause I'd rather waste my life pretending<br />
Than have to forget you for a whole minute<br />
<br />
And when it rains<br />
You always find an escape just running away from everything<br />
You made yourself a bed at the bottom of the blackest hole<br />
And convince yourself that it's not the reason you don't see the sun anymore<br />
<br />
You look like I did you resist me just like this<br />
You can't tell me to heal it hurts remembering how it felt to shut down<br />
<br />
Maybe I know somewhere deep in my soul that love never last<br />
We've got to find other ways to make it alone to keep our straight face<br />
And I've always lived like this keep it at a comfortable distance<br />
And up until now I swore to myself that I'm contented with loneliness<br />
Because none of it was ever worth the risk<br />
<br />
<b>I am told that this is life</b><br />
<b>Pain is just a simple compromise so we can get what we want out of it</b><br />
<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><b>You can't turn back because this road is all you'll ever have</b></span></b><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><i> </i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><u>Paramore . </u></i></div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-56096114961011778442010-12-04T04:43:00.004+08:002010-12-04T13:10:31.925+08:00So much to say so little time, long time no see and got jitters all the time.<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Hey there.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I used to feel so gloomy everytime this person came across my mind and I would listen to The Fray - How To Save A Life and press the repeat button on the playlist and sing <i>"Where did I go wrong I lost a friend somewhere along the bitterness and I would have stayed up with you all night had I known how to save a life." </i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It was very frustrating to be in that position when the one you trust the most pushed you away.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">But then there's something in me that made me make up my mind and decide to see the person.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">And these are what happens when you meet the person after a bloody hell one & a half year of not talking because of some undiscovered stupid conflicts.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>1. Act like you know nothing about the person's current life when the truth is you do the stalking to keep yourself updated and bookmark all the articles related to him.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxapLpmJzDWdlurVNQCJcUpEIAdWV_OJJQHqO5uw4U2DAEVG_as68r7ax5XB_xDBGAifWlVBzsYg6PxxY31N6lBv-oBOnx3X_kNLgZHphF03YA5bmllUvMIbmYaLTbmYopwaZ9F7QQmpSk/s1600/DSC_0237.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxapLpmJzDWdlurVNQCJcUpEIAdWV_OJJQHqO5uw4U2DAEVG_as68r7ax5XB_xDBGAifWlVBzsYg6PxxY31N6lBv-oBOnx3X_kNLgZHphF03YA5bmllUvMIbmYaLTbmYopwaZ9F7QQmpSk/s320/DSC_0237.jpg" width="214" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>2. Very nervous while you're on the way to meet the person until you'll get lost.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3cDb8WGEwngKl7L0gX-f4G3J8KpZOpjaMS22v8u8PXqdJFcztTh5OISDtF-Zz0t1PumZtaYNv35PbuhqEHmlxfRlwHJXVX3ad-p4EvlrIW1-Mhrc3FYvL2TVhR3DHfoK5mbt1gEuoqye8/s1600/DSC_0238.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3cDb8WGEwngKl7L0gX-f4G3J8KpZOpjaMS22v8u8PXqdJFcztTh5OISDtF-Zz0t1PumZtaYNv35PbuhqEHmlxfRlwHJXVX3ad-p4EvlrIW1-Mhrc3FYvL2TVhR3DHfoK5mbt1gEuoqye8/s320/DSC_0238.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>3. Have jitters all the time.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwuZqZRXG7Dt7I3mI78xaqGbl9_N2RO9y3s_khU-lLNLg6qKE09Gwr_Rzek_HWPxt-4eitQS5GDYgd48hbGhvhbAEm4wx4MTMcmtshE63SCzdZ3nS09jTMB-R6NpvIrpuqFwHPya3Emhgh/s1600/DSC_0239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwuZqZRXG7Dt7I3mI78xaqGbl9_N2RO9y3s_khU-lLNLg6qKE09Gwr_Rzek_HWPxt-4eitQS5GDYgd48hbGhvhbAEm4wx4MTMcmtshE63SCzdZ3nS09jTMB-R6NpvIrpuqFwHPya3Emhgh/s320/DSC_0239.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>4. You'll ask for Coffee when what you really want is Cappuccino.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWTPOQbrSh3cwTlCgIoSLlTtgo6xTQTsFhby0ZLZ0J8XUfcKjcrxmNWyESWE5O0sVhiD3VNl9mn8DSfpxT5LwM6PlremvhVR15mcCn86WwYGyTkZj1PIBxIzsOIaO4NZSl8-pWE-hVBJw8/s1600/DSC_0240.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWTPOQbrSh3cwTlCgIoSLlTtgo6xTQTsFhby0ZLZ0J8XUfcKjcrxmNWyESWE5O0sVhiD3VNl9mn8DSfpxT5LwM6PlremvhVR15mcCn86WwYGyTkZj1PIBxIzsOIaO4NZSl8-pWE-hVBJw8/s320/DSC_0240.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>5. Super awkward, you'll sip the bitter coffee and laugh at yourself and you will talk less.</i></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHYAB55kSZ_i7UTzyVMYMPF0MaPxGCJWgCkRLRDrbmFNERAKFtS13e7OTgfNiOMIsM0dPFr7R7YManRByZ-ruvE8ibnTTzSRHKO3clgq7W_7r8tPTxaa2sFgPSZ6vfxkwsihsx3PmvO6cg/s1600/DSC_0241.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHYAB55kSZ_i7UTzyVMYMPF0MaPxGCJWgCkRLRDrbmFNERAKFtS13e7OTgfNiOMIsM0dPFr7R7YManRByZ-ruvE8ibnTTzSRHKO3clgq7W_7r8tPTxaa2sFgPSZ6vfxkwsihsx3PmvO6cg/s320/DSC_0241.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><i>6. As you talk, the person will stare at you and you can see a pair of shiny eyes.</i></div></div></div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQ7SmzYLp85Zb1vrFEkVy-MM18xW74-FUUcH1lhB4N2vfQzd8OYHuiXLNv-I2dmU4YJMwiYYOtCSUW_6ILYe_7KZlhGB4LKDxCWeDfS2fs1txG01aRwCDwmZHh4d1zMI9nCsJCU_D5eDy/s1600/DSC_0244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQ7SmzYLp85Zb1vrFEkVy-MM18xW74-FUUcH1lhB4N2vfQzd8OYHuiXLNv-I2dmU4YJMwiYYOtCSUW_6ILYe_7KZlhGB4LKDxCWeDfS2fs1txG01aRwCDwmZHh4d1zMI9nCsJCU_D5eDy/s320/DSC_0244.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>7. Will be less annoying than you supposed to be and h</i><i>ave a fucking weird feelings but you'll love it.</i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjltxUiTDFOeeptvMwE8JUihST0nUorr49c_lU2RTpte2Vhi4tNiWcreenwZWfIBfWbQReo2l7QT06o6r4ukB3Iiyrnuw0KFdfEWJut61_1RwD2mCtOQ3eZrXGh-085sy5DI9rd7nQfcVHv/s1600/DSC_0245.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjltxUiTDFOeeptvMwE8JUihST0nUorr49c_lU2RTpte2Vhi4tNiWcreenwZWfIBfWbQReo2l7QT06o6r4ukB3Iiyrnuw0KFdfEWJut61_1RwD2mCtOQ3eZrXGh-085sy5DI9rd7nQfcVHv/s320/DSC_0245.jpg" width="214" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>8. Have loads and loads of things to share but just don't know where to start.</i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFnn6aqlWTxiDc961FRwjn-oOgk3-jy2xPe46oo-_uos1WWGf5C4NL3hRneO82zMGrIfw_iD5Ecm6pPPrgPxBUC6sbAlE1jOZ5THFY7ciomVgdVzgpJhUFQQSAj82o8K9IZ8dt4-lCJyVb/s1600/DSC_0247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFnn6aqlWTxiDc961FRwjn-oOgk3-jy2xPe46oo-_uos1WWGf5C4NL3hRneO82zMGrIfw_iD5Ecm6pPPrgPxBUC6sbAlE1jOZ5THFY7ciomVgdVzgpJhUFQQSAj82o8K9IZ8dt4-lCJyVb/s320/DSC_0247.jpg" width="320" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i>9. And at the end of the day you'll realize that you really miss the person despite of everything that happened before.</i> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8R4OrANLu_rWI50D6JQBUbzSFfjiKL87yDJZicneZ-ZpkwoVatGK-lY7AB0J0FDf8dsmyvVROc5WqNgYzgA_AXZv9WXou7mqZMxRuovyb8jLyzwaUWToxFjGqwHyCyz6WuCazjPETFvXK/s1600/DSC_0392.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8R4OrANLu_rWI50D6JQBUbzSFfjiKL87yDJZicneZ-ZpkwoVatGK-lY7AB0J0FDf8dsmyvVROc5WqNgYzgA_AXZv9WXou7mqZMxRuovyb8jLyzwaUWToxFjGqwHyCyz6WuCazjPETFvXK/s320/DSC_0392.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">I think I look cute in this picture haha<br />
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<i>10. You will wish to see the person again and that's why you send looooong texts to the person just to make yourself calm so that you can sleep.</i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Additional stupid behaviour: Because of the eagerness to post this, you'll get confused on which of the tenses that you should use so you decide to just write and ignore all of it and write like a total stupid, plus you forgot to tag the photos with your name like you always did on the photos that was published on your blog before.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Okay, bye!</div></div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-21187127232886160112010-11-28T01:51:00.003+08:002010-11-28T02:00:01.155+08:00You can only do better when you know better<i>Halo halo halo kopi ka milo?</i><br />
<i>Ka mau teh ais?</i><br />
<i>Hehe</i><br />
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Heyya hello everyone<br />
Buat apa itu?<br />
Sudah makan dan minum kah?<br />
Harap harap anda semua berada dalam keadaan sihat sejahtera<br />
:)<br />
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2 weeks of holiday<br />
I become my own maid in my house<br />
Yes, cooked for lunch<br />
Prepare the dinner<br />
Do the dishes<br />
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I wanna work, but I have to baby sit my sister<br />
Since there's no one at home<br />
I can't leave her alone<br />
I guess no work for me this holiday<br />
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Since I did nothing for the past 2 weeks<br />
I have nothing much to post<br />
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Oh I remember<br />
During Karisma, I went out with few friends<br />
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I went out 2 times<br />
I went out with Syida, Ilham and Azhari<br />
We went to Jusco Bukit Raja and Pak Li<br />
Few photos as they stopped by at my house<br />
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I met Faiz, Syida and Ilham<br />
And we watched Azhari played soccer<br />
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Okay now lepas put up all the photos dah tak tau what to write<br />
So that's all I think<br />
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<b>Looking forward to meet Muhamad Syafiq Abd Raub </b><br />
<b>and Suharshafika Tuban (Mak I miss you!)</b><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Haritu dah buat perangai kirim gambar kat abang suruh hantar kat tempat kerja Bud, I put a note behind the picture mcm org nak mengorat tu, haha and it works! He called me back. :)</span><br />
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<i><b>Okay loves, toodles!</b></i><br />
<i><b>*Hugs*</b></i>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-45368715738045358202010-11-16T05:22:00.001+08:002010-11-16T05:32:13.092+08:00Friends are like blood, you don't see them that often but they always comes out when your wounded<div style="text-align: justify;">Hello there the angels from my nightmares,</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I read posts about the-over-and-done exams all around, so I decided to post something along the line too. Well yes, the final exam is over and done but the heartache lives on inside *sings emotion by DC a bit* until the result is out. I just can't wait for the results. I always have the thoughts of why don't we sit for the exam today and the results will be out tomorrow. Sounds easy right? Okay no, there are piles of answer scripts that the markers have to mark, they're not robot to finish marking asap right? Lol. Or, can I mark my own papers please? Haha, Lol again. All papers were fine this time around, except the last paper which is Finance 327, due to my carelessness, I use the wrong formula to answer a chain question. Okay, I didn't use the wrong formula, it's just that I am not sure whether I have to divide the answer after getting the product or not. I knew how to answer it correctly you know! Because of my tiredness and laziness, I just calculate the products and did not divide the answer *I was so confused and tired back then*. Later, I check back the formula, sigh I was right that I was wrong. So there goes my EIGHT marks. Still it's okay, I hope I will get to achieve my target this time.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Anyway, I manage to meet 2 of my best buds in Kuantan together with my brother and also her 'girl' (haha). Abang knows why I laugh after mentioning his girl. (Need to apologize to Cik Farah Najihah, I didn't get a chance to call you as I was in a rush that night, BB rosak *cracked screen* pakai hp china ni macam babs so dah lambat jadi number pon ke laut). Watched movies after months of not stepping my feet to the cinema ; <b><i>Takers</i></b> that made my heart melt and made me fall in love with Chris Brown, and I then I feel like munching Fariz as he really looks a lot like CB. Damn you haha! Had man to man talk with Fariz as well, very refreshing because we've been looking up for it for a long time.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTYpG6EYh2u7PkUX4D7rDZFJprCQaYtEC1_ukcqhcMov6SUwElUAwAZgViIWcwcCBIWY8A3GFNPSdcw-2Qwwe-6_ow21MIWhWacdDKrbSZusZ1OmCOFA43iYMi4tEGSh9EUptp0yqbQ3d/s1600/DSC_0739.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrTYpG6EYh2u7PkUX4D7rDZFJprCQaYtEC1_ukcqhcMov6SUwElUAwAZgViIWcwcCBIWY8A3GFNPSdcw-2Qwwe-6_ow21MIWhWacdDKrbSZusZ1OmCOFA43iYMi4tEGSh9EUptp0yqbQ3d/s400/DSC_0739.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZPlub4hAA9k3h87XPVamzS-OVrhx8FHuMExCPgWFf9CamAg4DVWOM5V39RUhnwS6t4wGiw2Vzf5MthV4Ro68ThysChlLhtufw74Wsvga3gz72TJzp54KsbAZc0-6x-E89CZDXNo4nHJR9/s1600/DSC_0754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZPlub4hAA9k3h87XPVamzS-OVrhx8FHuMExCPgWFf9CamAg4DVWOM5V39RUhnwS6t4wGiw2Vzf5MthV4Ro68ThysChlLhtufw74Wsvga3gz72TJzp54KsbAZc0-6x-E89CZDXNo4nHJR9/s400/DSC_0754.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;">During the period of before the last two calculation papers until the end of exam, I'd been through a lot, just like (heaven), not. Thank God I'm still lucky to have my lovelies (to lazy to mention names, guess you know who you are), those who made my dark days seems brighter. Thanks for the ears, the willingness to entertain and to pamper me and for the hospitality as well. Oh and for the foods, the drinks, plants vs zombies game, and the ice-creams that makes me really happy after all. I'm missing you guys a lot now, sobs. :')</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMCF-Ub8r1DidqxmAe0X55wfJg-IPLh6FkobnHfXDqymO5TDQvriQcY6uiEw_UlQ9U6QiA9SZHB0qTo_XFETIPOxByPgHmDhYL4NMVXXG-tJdzzGPIF9Qz32lJVdk-5sTeSAIUvhkD91Lx/s1600/DSC_0823.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMCF-Ub8r1DidqxmAe0X55wfJg-IPLh6FkobnHfXDqymO5TDQvriQcY6uiEw_UlQ9U6QiA9SZHB0qTo_XFETIPOxByPgHmDhYL4NMVXXG-tJdzzGPIF9Qz32lJVdk-5sTeSAIUvhkD91Lx/s400/DSC_0823.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNXATXll9mH4U01hlXELKTf2y4mVx2zKOdOZiwLDZZdq8KN7zCVidXiSbje7wZExaOmlZWdTLwjrxcB98giw3ZBCLvWkk8xtIYawtliw_uvHVlWGhCxzT7bcv5vv5IlqkdLGBrfhQ3d-Y/s1600/DSC_0879.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkNXATXll9mH4U01hlXELKTf2y4mVx2zKOdOZiwLDZZdq8KN7zCVidXiSbje7wZExaOmlZWdTLwjrxcB98giw3ZBCLvWkk8xtIYawtliw_uvHVlWGhCxzT7bcv5vv5IlqkdLGBrfhQ3d-Y/s400/DSC_0879.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i>Still, I would take this chance to seek for forgiveness from everyone that I accidentally hurt due to my unpredictable behavior. Yes, this is me, I may be very close to you, but once I'm hurt, I tend to step away as far as I could from you. I'll be okay again when it's time to be okay.</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Enough of exams and schools, I'm officially on holiday now. Safely arrived in Bukit Jelutong last night after 4 hours playing Bonny and Clyde with Ainaa darling. Right darling? The ride supposed to be only 3 hours but due to our hmm our lack of concentration on the road I could say, it ends up being a 4 hours ride. Alhamdulillah we are home now. Feel free to ring me up or text me so that we can go anywhere especially Red Box to KARAOKE. If I have the time and the kemampuan, heheh. Btw don't forget to tell me who you are because no names are stored in my china phone. -___-"</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Lastly, this Tuesday me and my family will be off to Perak until Friday to celebrate Hari Raya Aidiladha. </div><div style="text-align: justify;">Eid Mubarak, Happy Aidiladha to everyone. Night and morning loves.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b>"Sacrifice a bit, so we can get the best out of it." </b>- <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">adzrndzrh</span></i><br />
<i>(dedicated to friends especially those who are celebrating raya di perantauan without their families.)</i><br />
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<div style="text-align: left;">P/S: SILA BERKORBAN UNTUK HARI RAYA KORBAN :))</div></div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-52273735218526629632010-11-12T03:06:00.001+08:002010-11-12T03:17:54.230+08:00Can you lift me up and turn the ashes into flames<div style="text-align: justify;">Hello there. Silent night here, not much of the usual night, where we will stay up all night long to study and laugh. Tired of last night I guess. We slept at 630am and woke up at 730am and have to sit for our paper at 9am. Last minute study is paradise. Been doing it through out all the life. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">One more paper to go, finance again and again. Next semester will be my final semester, and it's gonna the semester that will torture me most. 5 finance subject for next semester. Hope I can go through it well. As for this semester, I put on a target to achieve 3.7 pointer at least. That is in order to raise back my cgpa. I really wanna have UK to be the place where I'm gonna get my degree. Please God help me, open a path for me please.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">I have issues, with friends and house mates. Dear house mates, if you guys read this, yes I have a problem with you. Living in the house, everything should be easy, but we're going through it as hard as it could be. Okay maybe not you guys, but I am. I just hate back stabbers, 2 faces, and so on. Oh come on, we all are grown up right? You don't have to talk bad about someone on his back. Come and face em, have a man to man talk. That's easy. And stop blaming others for God sake. Stand in front of the mirror and look at yourself. You don't have to pretend that you're taking consideration of all the people, but the truth is you're not. You're such a coward. I'm sorry for writing this here. If you read and you don't agree, it's up to you. If you don't feel like talking to me anymore, I don't mind because I don't feel like talking to you too. You said you care about everyone eh? Do you really care about what's happening to me? You don't, and don't pretend you care. Not even once. I choose to back off. You don't have to say good things to me, you don't have to treat me good as well. I just don't need that. I'm not gonna explain even a bit. And looking back at everything, we just can't pin point anyone of us for their wrong doings. Don't act as if you are forever and all the time the right one. You did the same thing too. It's just that when you feel uncomfortable with the situation, you start to blame others and not yourself. That easy? The only thing that makes us this way it THE FACT THAT WE ARE NOT TOLERATING WITH ONE ANOTHER, fullstop.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Lucky me I still have those who turns me down less, <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">they are my shoulders to cry on</span></span></i>, endless thanks to you lovelies :')</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Long enough for me to blab about something that makes me unhappy, I wish I could go through the remaining days as peaceful as it could be, and then off for holidays to refresh and rejuvenate.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Lots of love :)</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVCJXX-hgybhiKr659o4_HuynFn-BjweFds6x4LGHYsasP9ZW2pUfxlmfHY-ENhADtZ8vK09jbMTpBDnDtcpHJ6Sa-gLjZXd8Yx0J5ckj0efI0q5f1i3F1fDJaqDoNfN5uV0SjmfcIBfM/s1600/DSC_0984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvVCJXX-hgybhiKr659o4_HuynFn-BjweFds6x4LGHYsasP9ZW2pUfxlmfHY-ENhADtZ8vK09jbMTpBDnDtcpHJ6Sa-gLjZXd8Yx0J5ckj0efI0q5f1i3F1fDJaqDoNfN5uV0SjmfcIBfM/s400/DSC_0984.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Darling, wait until Sunday and we're off to home </span></b></span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div>::ayn::http://www.blogger.com/profile/11037795060749831415noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-904710490557432114.post-62933711216169534722010-10-28T13:19:00.004+08:002010-10-28T13:33:27.979+08:00Life isn't to be cried but, to be fought for<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"><b>Oh Mummy</b>,</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3zV-u_fgobEpq6oJlGzt87N5EDb3cLwCEZ6QzdnhdBj295zAnFYgcyega-jJMCuMNdolzGmUpHF6AbYf6f_76gAEHJQzWiE8M1zsPGg_VI_pcwpHW_2ESflDgayLD3VgFML0bSIeCFl3v/s1600/tumblr_l28qdu2RYy1qzjor8o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="222" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3zV-u_fgobEpq6oJlGzt87N5EDb3cLwCEZ6QzdnhdBj295zAnFYgcyega-jJMCuMNdolzGmUpHF6AbYf6f_76gAEHJQzWiE8M1zsPGg_VI_pcwpHW_2ESflDgayLD3VgFML0bSIeCFl3v/s320/tumblr_l28qdu2RYy1qzjor8o1_500.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But you say we don’t mess around</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You've got no freedom to come down</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">We don't take angels from the sky</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">You're meant to be among the clouds</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Cause you're an angel</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">But that's a lie</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm not your angel darling</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'll never gonna be</span></b></i></div><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">But so many people are looking to me</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">To be strong and to fight</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">But I'm just surviving</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">And I may be weak but I'm not defeated</span></div><div style="font-size: 11px; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">And I'll keep believing i</span></span></span></b></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">n clouds with that sweet silver lining</span></span></span></b></span></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">For all the things we did wrong, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">we need to apologize, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">For all the things we did that hurts someone, we need to apologize, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">For all the things we did without our concern of it, we need to apologize, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">For all the bad things we did to our own self, sit back and relax,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">And for all the things that we should do but we did not, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">We should take the books and start reading now.</span></b></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">It's final examination now, </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">Why waste time?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">Why procrastinate?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><i><b>Don't chase them, chase your bright future.</b></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;">Best of luck.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUkZuw980sdU65a7VgAYF_gsEji8WPEtyqzIj8kw97UaRZI_92FxltY_FfC5DCpabBEYdIPfU1aeE6-CWiizprAC70G2xpANwmdL1_1HzyOi_R1tFElZol1jnio3XEsvKqgU8Pkly5KUDS/s1600/1252699054836852.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="313" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUkZuw980sdU65a7VgAYF_gsEji8WPEtyqzIj8kw97UaRZI_92FxltY_FfC5DCpabBEYdIPfU1aeE6-CWiizprAC70G2xpANwmdL1_1HzyOi_R1tFElZol1jnio3XEsvKqgU8Pkly5KUDS/s320/1252699054836852.jpeg" width="320" /></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">You're the only one who could make me feel super duper happy</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">You're the one who could make me extremely sad and depressed</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">You're the last one that I reach for advise</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #990000;">But the last one is always the right one</span></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">I am the one who could turn you on</span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">I am also the one who makes you mad as hell</span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">We used to go together looking after each other</span></b></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;">And till then I just died in your eyes</span></b></div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><u><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><b>AND WE LIVE IN DENIALS.</b></span></u></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlV_sW9x08Sfc-qnzJCfpDfKhdalT_z07gsxEuafNbTxTwLdzc51qYRNL6oVVIMndvLB7jzQWW8ONU0iQYKmuND0HO5F49_EBFqQJlNIEjZRPBsaSHjfWPxJ7rLy1ah8fFbaCIMfSDqRt2/s1600/tumblr_laas39CYVm1qzr04eo1_400.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="275" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlV_sW9x08Sfc-qnzJCfpDfKhdalT_z07gsxEuafNbTxTwLdzc51qYRNL6oVVIMndvLB7jzQWW8ONU0iQYKmuND0HO5F49_EBFqQJlNIEjZRPBsaSHjfWPxJ7rLy1ah8fFbaCIMfSDqRt2/s400/tumblr_laas39CYVm1qzr04eo1_400.png" width="400" /></a></div><u><br />
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