I have 2 calenders inside my room and now there are showing the same month. Which mean SPM is getting very near from now and it is just another 13 days to go. If you ask me, do I feel nervous or scare? I will tell you, what should I feel actually? :)
No, I have not done all my revision yet, I will still study until the last second before I step into the examination hall. Too much confident before you get the final result will show nothing.
I believe, half a loaf is better than none. So, we should appreciate with what the GOD had given us. Working more harder will show the effort.
Good Luck for those SPM candidates
Tuesday, 1 November 2011
Friday, 28 October 2011
Twenty-Nine OCT
那默默地等待早已明白,牢牢地挂念着那不属于你的爱,是时候该放手了。
当初的回忆已经成了过去。你给我的回忆一直都是美好的。虽然,接下来的路上,少了你的出现和祝福,我答应你我依然会好好的过。我相信,天下无不散的宴席,人与人之间总会有分离的一天,再长的文章都会有画上句号的时候。毕竟,生离死别是人生必经的阶段。
你一直都是我的偶像,而我却是那位躲在最角落一直给于你支持的小小粉丝。你的出现从此在我的人生中画下了一到、一道色彩缤纷的彩虹。我很努力的维持你唯一留给我的足迹,日子久了你会消失吗?
SHOULD I LET YOU GO?
Tuesday, 25 October 2011
25th October 2011
While the Sun and the Moon are doing their duty and the time is not going to take a break, we shouldn't looking forward to the past but enjoying our present and looking toward to our future. When the year of 2011 are getting nearest to the climax of my life, I'm going to enjoy till the maximum now!! Owh Yeah!! Today 25th of October 2011, the last Tuesday in October in the year of 2011, I've visited twice to Vivo Pizza at Times Square with my dearest Princess Estrella. :)
Check out for the photos;

Check out for the photos;
The first thing we need to do after we sat down in any restaurant.
ahah! can spot the Vivo's logo?
--credit to Estrella :)
This is how Estrella has work out. Better than mine.
I don't think I'm artistic enough. Tehee
Olah.. Its time for our main dash--Pizza!
Credit to Estrella
After all of the above, we were rushing back to Tuition Center with our Pearl Milk Tea (Chatime).
Life is not longer for us to feel regret!
Enjoy LIFE cuz Its LIVE :)
Monday, 24 October 2011
A beautiful regret
My heart could never ache as much as this again. I'm in a real pain, something I never imagine a girl like me would have to go through it.
There is no one to be blamed except myself. If I were not that coward, if I'm a little braver and if I'm being myself, I might get all his attention. Even before that, I already got his attention. I'm famous in his mind at least.
Well, the only beautiful regret was I could not bring myself to confess to him personally. I knew I were being selfish, enjoying moments getting used to his presence and so afraid that I have to forget him and move on when he chooses to reject me.
My instincts told me a lot of things. I just dare not accept the reality. Now, I felt all the pains because I am no longer by his side or maybe we just happened to be at the same place and same time most of the times.
They said," Both are not fated especially when they are besides each other but never talk nor notice each other's presence."
Afraid to believe that, yet I guess that what really happening between both of us. Sometimes we seem good to each other, at times we acted cold towards each other. Worse, I don't know what he is thinking. Are all guys' mind that complicated? Or was it only him?
I always told myself that I just need to take this as a beautiful regret and all I need to do is just to move on. Looking and sounding amazing in front of friends, I know I could never move on that easily anymore. It may sounded disgusting, gross to describe that kind of feeling, but there is a smell, a feeling that only he has.
Love is not all, I believe. What he needs more is not really love, he needs guidance. He is just too easily being influenced, and if I loved him, I believe I need to let him go. Just be his friend who will be there to guide, support and comfort him. That's more important than making he falling for me.
I choose to let him go, and I know this is not just a regret but a beautiful ones because I know I will always be there for him and though he might never ever know the feelings I had on him ever again, I will be there...as his beautiful memories not regret. Because he was never a regret in my life, just our love is a beautiful regret.
There is no one to be blamed except myself. If I were not that coward, if I'm a little braver and if I'm being myself, I might get all his attention. Even before that, I already got his attention. I'm famous in his mind at least.
Well, the only beautiful regret was I could not bring myself to confess to him personally. I knew I were being selfish, enjoying moments getting used to his presence and so afraid that I have to forget him and move on when he chooses to reject me.
My instincts told me a lot of things. I just dare not accept the reality. Now, I felt all the pains because I am no longer by his side or maybe we just happened to be at the same place and same time most of the times.
They said," Both are not fated especially when they are besides each other but never talk nor notice each other's presence."
Afraid to believe that, yet I guess that what really happening between both of us. Sometimes we seem good to each other, at times we acted cold towards each other. Worse, I don't know what he is thinking. Are all guys' mind that complicated? Or was it only him?
I always told myself that I just need to take this as a beautiful regret and all I need to do is just to move on. Looking and sounding amazing in front of friends, I know I could never move on that easily anymore. It may sounded disgusting, gross to describe that kind of feeling, but there is a smell, a feeling that only he has.
Love is not all, I believe. What he needs more is not really love, he needs guidance. He is just too easily being influenced, and if I loved him, I believe I need to let him go. Just be his friend who will be there to guide, support and comfort him. That's more important than making he falling for me.
I choose to let him go, and I know this is not just a regret but a beautiful ones because I know I will always be there for him and though he might never ever know the feelings I had on him ever again, I will be there...as his beautiful memories not regret. Because he was never a regret in my life, just our love is a beautiful regret.
Sunday, 23 October 2011
Thursday, 20 October 2011
Married or Not..
【 Marriage 】
「When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes..
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.
— At least, in the eyes of our son — I’m a loving husband...
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.. ...」
「When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes..
Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?
I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!
With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.
— At least, in the eyes of our son — I’m a loving husband...
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.
If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.. ...」
Friday, 7 October 2011
After TrialExam'11
A simple Hello from you is my wish.
Trial exam for SPM was end and obviously I'd improve a lots compare to the last exam. But somehow, I still not so satisfied with my currently results. I fail to score the maximum marks and by the way I just only score 2A5B2C. I think I can score a better marks in SPM, perhaps?
Might you wish me luck?
Sad, Worry, No Idea.
Thursday, 29 September 2011
1day Trip
Having a one day Trip with my fabulous friends and schoolmates. We went to Petronas Twin Towers(KLCC), KL Tower, and...(forget about it).
Wednesday, 28 September 2011
I miss my smile
Forget about my smile.
Forget about my everything.
Forget about Me.
People always say, Time will help you forget everything, especially something you dislike. Seriously, I loved someone. and please forgive me!
I totally forget how to smile. Everyday, I smile in front of crowd but I cry in the deep of my heart. I'm trying very hard! Really! But my heart still sick.
Thursday, 22 September 2011
An earthquake
I really can't believe I could miss you till the tears falling down on my eyes. It's got to feel like an earthquake drags down the world.
Soon, I will be graduate! :) My SPM trial was end! but It doesn't make me feels happy. My smile are fake. My tears are real. #Iamstupid
A man just got me mad and I can't do anything. Its just my thought. I wish if I doesn't exist at all? owh well, I will taking my undang this coming Saturday. I wish I can pass easily.
Soon, I will be graduate! :) My SPM trial was end! but It doesn't make me feels happy. My smile are fake. My tears are real. #Iamstupid
A man just got me mad and I can't do anything. Its just my thought. I wish if I doesn't exist at all? owh well, I will taking my undang this coming Saturday. I wish I can pass easily.
Thursday, 15 September 2011
Lover?
There was a girl named Becca and a boy named Joe. Becca was in a burning house. None of the firefighters could get in the house because the fire was too big. Joe dressed in one of the fire suits and got into the house. When ge got up the stairs, the steps fell off behind him. When he got into Becca's room, he sealed the door up behind him. He held her tight, kissed her, hugged her, then said that he loved her. She asked what was wrong, and he said he was going to die. Her eyes widened as she began to cry. He picked her up and jumped out of the four story house. He landed on his back with her on top of him. He died to save her life.
Today, I start my blog with a short story that I've found from a site. This story give inspired to me. It's definitely touching my heart. I realize that, we all are non-stop searching for a true love. But, whats the true love really mean?
- A gorgeous person?
- A billionaire?
In this mundane world, nothing is perfect. Every rose has its thorn.
Be yourself ♥
Sunday, 4 September 2011
more is better than one
People, do you exciting for the trial? Oh.I do really excited for it. after this I will know what should I plan for the next---SPM. Actually I do really nervous and worry for tomorrow because of my sick. Why does the sick wan't to visit me now? Seems this is my important stuff that I can't miss up. All right, for now, that's not the thing I should bother.
Keep continue banging the knowledge inside my litter brain. How if I got more than one brain? hmmm.. Oh well, nothing will be too late if keep working hard on it. And, honestly I think I just can simply maintain pass for all subjects. eh, not so bad right? Maybe luck can lend me some lucky?
Moral of my story, don't do everything in last minute.
Dreaming is Beauty
Keep continue banging the knowledge inside my litter brain. How if I got more than one brain? hmmm.. Oh well, nothing will be too late if keep working hard on it. And, honestly I think I just can simply maintain pass for all subjects. eh, not so bad right? Maybe luck can lend me some lucky?
Moral of my story, don't do everything in last minute.
Dreaming is Beauty
Thursday, 1 September 2011
BookFest
Hey blogii..Its the 1st day of September. When we talk about September, I think It would be a very serious month to all those form5 students. Yea, I'm great to say, I'm the one of them! Its the time for Trial-exam! should I feel happy and happier?
In this few days, the bookfest @ KLCC really attract me. I've going there for twice. and I do really grabbed some favourite.
Don't be so surprise. sometime I do love my life! hey, Its time to read my novel that I bought from the BookFest.
Always Pray for the
Happy Ending
Sunday, 28 August 2011
I vowed
In this few days, some kind of weirder feeling keep sticking me. aww. I think maybe it is bring by some people around me. I don't ever know how to release it out. It is still distressed me. What can I do now? I do wish I could mesmerizing myself. When is the time for me to escape this horrible reality? And how long that I need to pretend? Without you, the world might be peaceful. Oh well, life still going on so, just go through !
I'm do really try my very own best to go through those problems. Precisely, I won't stop my steps immediately. I still wish my future would be bright.
Life goes on
Sunday, 21 August 2011
车站
车站
---孙淑媚---
火车已经到车站
阮的心头渐渐重
看人欢喜来接亲人
阮是伤心来相送
无情的喇叭声音声声弹
月台边依依难舍心所爱的人
火车已经过车站
阮的眼眶已经红
车窗内心爱的人
只有期待夜夜梦
Music......
火车已经到车站
阮的心头渐渐重
看人欢喜来接亲人
阮是伤心来相送
无情的喇叭声音声声弹
月台边依依难舍心所爱的人
火车已经过车站
阮的眼眶已经红
车窗内心爱的人
只有期待夜夜梦
无情的喇叭声音声声弹
月台边依依难舍心所爱的人
火车已经过车站
阮的眼眶已经红
车窗内心爱的人
只有期待夜夜梦
Music...
--End---
Friday, 19 August 2011
Sweet Dream?
Olahooo.Yea, when all the girls scare of the black-eye-circle (panda eye), I'm the one who did not sleep earlier tonight. Hence, I'm using this time to write something in my dearly bloggii. Alright, actually I don't have the habit of sleeping late but tonight just make it special. Last night, I slept almost 12hours (form 1800-0600) #mygod Perhaps, I shouldn't do so. But anyway, the main-point of this post is about a dream that I dream last night. It's a little bit hard for me to write it out in English, because my English level doesn't that high. Thus, I'm gotta write in Chinese. :)
昨天呢,我做了一个很神奇的梦,一个我预料不到的梦。当中有点不切实际,但也请接受吧。:D
主角: 我,你,你的妈妈,和不认识的陌生人
首先,我梦见我去你家找你。然后,我坐上了你的车,不久,你的妈妈就开了你的门。你的妈妈的眼神超级凶的,然而,我就不自然的叫你的妈妈,aunty。后面我又补充一句,aunty,sorry! 说完后,你的妈妈就很大力的把门给关上了。
其实,从一开始我就打算自己回家的但是,你却自动说要载我回。回的路上你又约我去吃点东西。到了后,你就带我坐到一群大人之间(对我来说全部都是不认识的)
到了最后,我就上了厕所。出来后,我就看到有个人在外面很凶的盯着我很像说我很慢。那也就算了,但连你也跟他一样的。
结论:我发了个不象梦的梦。我也不会解释了,就让时间冲淡它吧。
TikTokTikTok..Alright, I'm gonna sleep now..Later I still need to go to tuition for almost 9hours. I need energy for those stuff. Nevertheless, hope all of you have a really sweet dream! Ciao! ;)
昨天呢,我做了一个很神奇的梦,一个我预料不到的梦。当中有点不切实际,但也请接受吧。:D
主角: 我,你,你的妈妈,和不认识的陌生人
首先,我梦见我去你家找你。然后,我坐上了你的车,不久,你的妈妈就开了你的门。你的妈妈的眼神超级凶的,然而,我就不自然的叫你的妈妈,aunty。后面我又补充一句,aunty,sorry! 说完后,你的妈妈就很大力的把门给关上了。
其实,从一开始我就打算自己回家的但是,你却自动说要载我回。回的路上你又约我去吃点东西。到了后,你就带我坐到一群大人之间(对我来说全部都是不认识的)
到了最后,我就上了厕所。出来后,我就看到有个人在外面很凶的盯着我很像说我很慢。那也就算了,但连你也跟他一样的。
结论:我发了个不象梦的梦。我也不会解释了,就让时间冲淡它吧。
TikTokTikTok..Alright, I'm gonna sleep now..Later I still need to go to tuition for almost 9hours. I need energy for those stuff. Nevertheless, hope all of you have a really sweet dream! Ciao! ;)
Wednesday, 17 August 2011
Not to think, Just to Do
Trial-exam is coming
Trial-exam is coming
TRIAL-EXAM IS COMING
What the hell !
I'm waiting for 13th of December 2011, the end of my secondary-school journey. The last day of my SPM.
so, I'm promise myself if the day come
I will cry for my life
I will scream loudly
I will laughing like a crazy gal
I will sleep the whole day
Yea, I will also find myself a job.
End of my post, If you are younger than me, don't waste your time even a second. If you are same age as me, do prepare for the most important moment of your life, don't make yourself regret in the future. For those who eldest than me, what you can do is enjoying your life till the maximum because you worth it! :)
p/s: Don't just dreaming, show your effort !
Life is for enjoy !
Thursday, 28 July 2011
Over the Rainbow
You are the one who I love.
You are the one who I proud.
You are the one who I want.
You are the one who I hardly reach.
You got such attractive that can make me die.
You fill up my oil. So that I can go through my ambition.
Yea. Its you, You are my angel.
I wish I could dream of you everyday and have you accompany me forever.
I scare to let you know.
I hate when you are far from me.
I wish we can together just like the shirt that I draw.
The shirt was draw by me while I'm visited to ALFA International College. It was a unforgettable experience to me. Today I had learned how to draw on a shirt. Its pretty cool !! By the way, for those who haven try for it, I suggest you to have a try. Its a chance to let you know how incredible that art is. ;) And you will never regret for it. =)
You are the one who I proud.
You are the one who I want.
You are the one who I hardly reach.
You got such attractive that can make me die.
You fill up my oil. So that I can go through my ambition.
Yea. Its you, You are my angel.
I wish I could dream of you everyday and have you accompany me forever.
I scare to let you know.
I hate when you are far from me.
I wish we can together just like the shirt that I draw.
The shirt was draw by me while I'm visited to ALFA International College. It was a unforgettable experience to me. Today I had learned how to draw on a shirt. Its pretty cool !! By the way, for those who haven try for it, I suggest you to have a try. Its a chance to let you know how incredible that art is. ;) And you will never regret for it. =)
Sunday, 24 July 2011
Wedding ?
A wedding is a promise to a couple? what will you think about wedding?
According to Wikipedia.
A wedding is the ceremony in which two people are united in marriage or a similar institution. Wedding traditions and customs vary greatly between cultures,ethnic groups, religions, countries, and social classes. Most wedding ceremonies involve an exchange of wedding vows by the couple, presentation of a gift (offering, ring(s), symbolic item, flowers, money), and a public proclamation of marriage by an authority figure or leader. Special wedding garments are often worn, and the ceremony is sometimes followed by a wedding reception. Music, poetry, prayers or readings from Scripture or literature are also optionally incorporated into the ceremony.
Talk about 23/7/2011. That day was a wonderful day for me. Hah. What so special? It is because of something.
That day I went to a wedding ceremony of my mama's cousin daughter. Sound so far huh. By the way, I so regret that I didn't take the balloons for myself ! Here are some photo of the day.
Chocolate Pack
Saturday, 16 July 2011
爱情 请一路走好
很多年前 我相信 爱情 爱对了人 就会天长地久
很多年后 我明白 有些事有些人 仅仅能成为纪念
爱在现实面前最终选择的是沉默
当一个女人把生命中最灿烂 最耀眼的光阴付出给等待时
才会彻底的明白
有些人注定只是相遇 相恋
而相守却是可望而不可及
有一种爱明明是深爱却说不出来
有一种爱明明想放弃却无法放弃
有一种爱明知是煎熬却又躲不开
有一种爱明知无前路心却早已收不回来
在我们的世界里
你伤得我好深好深好深
我也想快乐一点
但你留给我的只有无尽的伤害和等待
我以为你会懂我的用心
你却把我的用心当做你伤害的资本
心里有万般的委屈
得到的不是暖暖的安慰
你给的伤害发现已经无法用言语表达
我很疼很疼很疼很疼很疼
好疼好疼好疼好疼好疼好疼
你晓得么你知道么你明白么你懂么
据说 幸福是要将就的
所以
爱情
请一路走好
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Friday, 15 July 2011
Bleeding Love
15.7.2011 Friday, Raining Day.
Time gone too fast. How long we did not meet up already?
I don't know what I could do. I miss you badly!
I wish to meet you up. So bad, the God does not make it happen.
Do you know that I am always waiting for you?
I tell myself to do my best. but without your help, I am so hardly to success!
Now, I'm walking back to the street. The street that full with your memories.
My heart feel a slight of pain when you come out in my mind so sudden.
I don't know how long that I can pretend. A slight of hope given me a stronger power.
Tuesday, 12 July 2011
Time
Dik Dok Dik Dok.
Time is running.Stress is showing.Exam is coming.
Soon, I will dying.
Why I'm so time waster?
Why I cant be a good manager to manage my time?
Why Why Why?
I don't want to feel regret when the result come out!
Please give me a chance!
#Pray for me!
Time is running.Stress is showing.Exam is coming.
Soon, I will dying.
Why I'm so time waster?
Why I cant be a good manager to manage my time?
Why Why Why?
I don't want to feel regret when the result come out!
Please give me a chance!
#Pray for me!
Saturday, 9 July 2011
J.O.B
Hellooo. What a fruitful day!
SH0T* !! I gain weight AGAIN ! Lol.. Blame KFC !!
# NO PAIN NO GAIN !
I'm going to start my job
# Boy, How are you?
are you feeling great? I hope so!
do you miss me? I do!
SH0T* !! I gain weight AGAIN ! Lol.. Blame KFC !!
# NO PAIN NO GAIN !
I'm going to start my job
- Fully focus on my SPM.
- Forget about those rubbish stuff (mobile phone, movie, and game.)
- But music always on ! :D
- Stop KFC ! lol..
Be Happy !!
# Boy, How are you?
are you feeling great? I hope so!
do you miss me? I do!
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