Wednesday, September 23, 2009

my heart


having fun wit elin,eli n ester
love when she smiles


cheese.........
fun time wit yana n najwa






one fine evening
@ pakngah n makngah house
in pilah'




Sunday, September 20, 2009

no title

lama ta tulis kat cini.
arini 1st of raya da
tp,feel raya takde
coz ibu n ayah leh lak gado
atleast if ta gado,leh la g umah sedara2 yg dekat2
ni yg ado..duk umah jo kijo
tgk jiran2 meriah giler raye
yg ako ni,duk umah.basuh baju,kmas bilik je
hahahaha
mcm ta raye je kan?
n baju raye pun takde!!
LG SYOK DISITU

in the morning

yg best nye.like usual
airis
she really makes my day.
smlm tdo mmg lewat.
uat ketupat daun palas ngn ibu
dlm kul 4 baru padam.
mmg die dtg pg 2,mmg ako bushuk je la muka ni ha..
die pakai dress yg ako belikan die
sgt sgt sgt comel!
ako apa lg,trus mandi.n g la melayan die.
seronok die tgk muko ako yg comot die
die ske tepok pipi ako ni.
syok ooo..
hikhikhik
thats makes me more special.
breakfast settle

in the afternoon

nothing special.
coz,ako membuta.
same goes to ibu
huhuhuhuhuhu
ayah?
tatau la die uatpe
hukhuk
dlm kul 4 ako tjaga
basuh2 muka
2wun bawah,amik baju kering plak
lepak2 kat luar umah jap
na ade feel raye la katekan
ta dpt gak
huh!!
masok balik,g mandi
then,akak call.
die mau dtg!


evening till now


ptg airis dgt!
gumbira atiku
hukhukhukhuk
arini die tdo umah TTJ
coz sok na g raya kat umah makteh
paklong
makngah
insyaALLAH
td,kul 10pun die tamo tdo agi
ako asik kna halau je ngn akak
coz anak die taleh tdo,nampak ako
hahahahahahaha
ako happy sgt tgk airis
thanks ALLAH 4 giving me t cutest niece in t earth

p/s

happy raye to all of u
n to him,



every day in every way i love you more and more always n forever

Saturday, September 12, 2009

HELP

shud i go?

Friday, September 11, 2009

buzzzzzz...

Babylon English-English

love
v. have great affection for; feel a passionate attraction to; be fond of; hug and kiss; have sexual intercourse with; like a great deal, be enthusiastic about
n. passionate attraction; fondness, affection; enthusiasm, interest; one who is loved; object of one's enthusiasm; score of zero (in tennis, etc.); term of endearment (i.e. "sweetheart")


Love
Love is an intense feeling of affection related to a sense of strong loyalty or profound oneness.
The meaning of love varies relative to context.
Romantic love is seen as an ineffable feeling of intense attraction shared in passionate or intimate attraction and intimate interpersonal and sexual relationships.
Though often linked to personal relations, love is often given a broader signification, a love of humanity, of nature, with life itself,
or a oneness with the Universe, a universal love. Love can also be construed as platonic love, religious love, familial love, and, more casually, great affection
for anything considered strongly pleasurable, desirable, or preferred,
to include activities and foods. This diverse range of meanings in the singular word love is often contrasted with the plurality of Greek words for love, reflecting the concept's depth, versatility, and complexity.



p/s doesn't he love u?

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

ape yg silly sgt ni..

meh cini ade cite ako na share ngn korang
ade 1 gurl ni,tetiba je takde ribut takde taufan kate ako ngamuk ngn die
ada ka patut?
ako na ngamuk ngn die knape ek?
baget hot ape?
ada ako masok campur idop ko?
takde kan.
yg ko tetiba na maen terjah idop ako ni pehal
ako agak malas la na layan disitu
ingat ako ni takde kije laen ke dr na mencarut ta tentu pasal
akai ada ka?


ape kes ako ngn ngamuk pasal mamat 2
ako redha je ape yg berlaku
da org tana,tayah la terhegeh2 da.
btul ta en. *tut*
ako da malas la na pikir da pasal ni
ako yg ta purfect tok ko kan..
ako mmg ta layak tuk ko
ako terima title "FREN" yg ikhlas dari ko tok ako 2
trimas sgt2
aduhai

p/s hak ako na kate ape coz ni territory ako

Sunday, September 6, 2009

thinking...

"Love is a temporary madness.
It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.
And when it subsides you have to make a decision.
You have to work out whether your roots have
become so entwined together that it is
inconceivable that you should ever part.
Because this is what love is.
Love is not breathlessness,
it is not excitement,
it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion.


That is just being "in love" which
any of us can convince ourselves we are.
Love itself is what is left over when
being in love has burned away,
and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.
Your mother and I had it,
we had roots that grew towards
each other underground,
and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."