Khamis, Disember 30, 2010
Selasa, Disember 14, 2010
salam pengumuman !
ak thu yg korg lau bc post ak , wajib utk ade bntal kt sebela sbb post ak agk mndodoikan kan. *ecehh , cakap mcm blagu je .
plus plus , btakung air li*r mmaparkan rs "EXCITED" yg mlampau ms mmbaca kan . haha .
so , welcome to my new ENTRY . tp , nt nw lahh .
tggu smpi lappy baru dtg brenang smpi kt uma ak .
smpi dye ngaku ak owner dye .
then ak update . set ? haha .
Sabtu, September 18, 2010
2.Hello my frend , in the bottom of my heart i wanna wish 'selamat hari raya' and please forgive all my mistake to you like cheating , beating and 'kutuk-kutuk' you . please forgive me . Love you guys . love ,Zubir .
(" ,) + asal
((')=1,_ raye je,
tringt kt kwn2 , mne la tau , ade wat silap . . maaf ek ? o-o
,,, + slmt arie
( ,") + raye
,L=('))_ maaf z&b
jgn lupe study . doakn ye . fren 4ever ! +nurfarahinmarzuki +
4."Sir lump mud hurry rare year ideal fit tree moo lee year . Ma half za hair bar ten 2 loose dairy hearty young eek class . " sirry i barroo bar leg dairy London..-Syafiq
5.mkan saho bkak pose . .
Tawu2 syawal da tbe..
Ampon maaf dpinte..
d bln yg mulia ari rye..
+Sy mnyusun 10 jari m'mnta ampun maaf dr ujong rmbot ke ujong jari ats sgale kslhn sy dr awk p'knalan kte shgge la skg..
+moge anda bhgiemnyambut rye brsme kluarge t'syg . -iskandar
6.dgn 1000kW Power Kemaafan , 240kV Potential Difference Keinsafan , 60A Current kebeningan , sy memohon setinggi2 Pencawang agar salah sebesar 'stesen jana kuasa' yg sy lakukan selama ni dimaafkan . Semoga 'Diode reverse bias' dpt menyahcaskan segala dosa yg tlah sy lakukan . SALAM SYAWAL . -wawa
7.Walau jauh bkn halangan ,
SMS dhantar tnda persahabatan ,
kupohon maaf slame bkawan ,
Salam aidilfitri tnda ingatan .
Maaf zahir & batin .sori 4 da l8 wishes . - fitrina
8.SBTU bg thu AHD sruh cari ISNIN tkut xjmpe SLASE sbb da jnji dgn RABU nk bg thu KHAMIS yg JUMAAT ni da rye . ha3 . sELaMAT haRI rAYE AidiLFITri maaF zaHIR dan B atIn :D - syafiq
9.Semakin jauh perjalanan , semakin dekat kematian , semakin bertambah bebanan , semakin kurang pula keupayaan .Hanya IMAN dan keyakinan mampu megayuh perahu kehidupan penuh ketenangan , merempuh ujian . 'TULUS LAH DENGAN TUHAN , TELUS LAH SESAMA INSAN .'berhijrah lah dari kota kejahatan ke daerah kebaikan , semoga ibadah diterima , rezeki diberkati , umur dirahmati , & dosa di ampuni . Salam lebaran MAAF ZAHIR & BATIN semoga lebaran kali ni di sambut dengan kemeriahan dan membawa jutaan makna yg bererti . "SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI" drp : Nur Zahida Mod Zahari Mrsm Lenggong
10.As reported by Aishah to Abu Bakar , the Prophet S.A.W said , everybody has their celebration and this (eid-aidul ftri) is our celebration . Hadith 1479 - muslim ,
selamat hari raya aidil ftri maaf zahir n batin Ikhlas drpd : ridzuan
*oke , dats all for tis year . quite tired by typing tis . jus wait for another differnt text next year oke :D muah muah , salam .
Selasa, September 14, 2010
um , best la kot . haha .
mnyentuh pd tarikh yg telah dnyatekn tadi .
(jgn lupe utk tgk thun skali eh ,)
rye agk hambr .
p , ade gk la yg best . cme , best dye skejap jehh . ibrt jarum jam tlebih power yg mnyebabkn ia bpusing dgn pntas . mksdnye , xrse sgt laa best rye tu . ade fhm ? (smbil wt mke sdeh .)
um , en.suhaimi(abah ak laa) yg hensem lg kacak dgn ank&bini nye yg smemangnye hott & comel mula mnggerakkan enjin kreta utk blk kg mse rye ke-3 dgn mngenakn pkaian boria kale purple . haha . ade spe2 nk nangis takk sbb simpati ngn ktorg ? ktorg rye ktige bru mrase rye wok ,
broyotan buadd mse arini . kat mlm td abh ckp ,
"pas sbh kte gerak ,"
pagi soknye , tga srpn "cpt , lpas sbuh kte nk gerak"(smbil sengih perli ,)
ak smbut , "ye , lpas subuh pnjg lgi ! haha"(sume anggok ,)ak hepi r sbb sume stuju smbil snyum kucin kt ak . haha :D
pas srpn , trus get out ! yehuu . d journey ws started ! gaha .
abah ak drift baek pny oh . kul 7 grk , kul 8 smpi . phewitt .
truje nk balek kg pny pasal , smpi ttido2 smbil menTWIST kepala dlm kreta ..fhuyooh .
um , nk antre gmba sdare mare ktorg , hayati oke .
Khamis, September 09, 2010
Hari Raya Aidilfitri .
utk sehari ni ,
prlu utk kte ziarah ruma org ?
kutip dwet rye ?
mnx maaf kt sume org ?
hey , sdar la .
bkn hri ni je kte buadd sume tu
bkn hri ni je kte ziarah & bmaafan ssame sndri .
tapi , hari hari oke .
yeah . dats d point .
actlly , dats nt d point la .
d point is , RAYA 2010 XBEST .
xrse nk rye pon .
kut la . nta la .
thun ni ,
rye ke2 bru jjk tpk kaki kt pasir kg .
knp x rye ptama ? ktorg ad shif .
tp , sllu nye oke je .
pe yg takk oke ? i min , krg oke . . .?
ak xbuke pkung didada .
wekk , sori .
yg pnting . .
ak sdeh . rs mcm plukn baldi sbesar tgki kt blkg uma pk cek korg pny jiran
utk takung air tjun yg mngalir kut mate kcik neyy .
sdeh r sbb rye xmnjadi .
k laa . nk p ziarah org dpn . hehe .
wokeyh , slamat mengKOPI & mngINGAT serta mnmbah baek kn essay korg ni wok !
Getting up at the crack of dawn , my mind went blank . The only thing I could remember is yesterday . Yesterday , the red-letter day we had fun together by watching a lame movie entitled 'Star' with Nina and Lily , touch on boys and girls and the words that she told me , "The star that I will be , Mary ."
I am Mary and I have best ally . Who always be my side since I was six years old . She was a gem of a character with a heart of gold and she is Helen . Helen , who I will laugh the loudest with , who I share my hiccups with and knows I penchant for chocolate than vanilla . The person is now , succumbed to terminal illness .
Yesterday , I was a scatter-brain . If I heard what she tried to tell me everything all this while and if I knew that she will be dead ! I am sorry , Helen .
We hanging out for a movie entitled 'Star' that was chosen by Helen . At first , I do not want no join them as I want to gallop through my homework . Helen then told me that it will be both monotonous and boring by staying at home just as the saying goes , "All work and no plays makes Jake a dull boy" . I joined them .
Helen , beside me , just sat still while watching the movie . I wonder why she seemed different .
At the wind up of the movie , we went out to around the corner amusement park . The sounds from the park filled air and I am thinking to ride on the moving cups . Out of the blue , I feel someone hold my hand decisively . Helen .
"Mary , may I ask you for something ?"
"Sure , what is it , sister ?"
"When I wither away , avow me not to cry . Pray for me and just live by thinking nothing had happened between us . Can you ?"
I startled for a while . Instead of that , I burst out laughing . Helen smiled and she knew that I am not buying her words .
"What , you are just pulling your leg , right . Get over it , Helen . I know you ." I knew she was in famous with her drama queen act . Always make a joke for her boyfriends , marriage , friends and now , death ? But , Helen still smiled .
"The star that I will be , Mary"
We made a beeline for abode at the stroke of midnight and I have to take a breather for a few 'hours' as I felt tired .
Early in this morning , Mom kept knocking vividly on the door . Forcing me to wake up quickly . It was weird . With lightning speed , I put on a new change of clothes and went downstairs . I feel something bad will happened today . I saw Aunt Mathilde , Helen's mom was sitting on the couch . I met her and saw her almond-shaped eyes looks puffy . She also do not able to form a sound for a while . She took my hand , and dropped a bomb shell . I was stunted for a moment .
Helen is dying .
My best ally Helen is gone .
I hugged Aunt Mathilde . My tears rolled down on my dimpled cheeks . My heart was numb . I am crying in the car while on the way to the hospital . I am crying to see a sweet smile from Helen . She was laden on the bed . She smelled of medicines and doctors . She smelled like burned candle . She smelled like goodbye .
My mind went blank suddenly . When the brain had registered my mind , I am able to stand still . She whispered in my ears ,
"Avow me not to cry . Pray for me . Go on with your life as there is nothing happened today . And remember , gazing at the sky to see the brightest of all . I love you , sister" . I hugged her .
Aunt Mathilde told me that she was diagnosed for a brain cancer . They found out too late and Helen does not want to go for the treatment . The doctor also told them that there was no hope left . She fainted last night on the front of the door . Numb and pale .
Now , I can keep on moving with my new life . I am twenty-three now . I am a Harvard graduate and I will start my internship in Law organization this year . But for all the years since Helen passed away , whoever I met or socialize with , there is no one who can replace her . Helen , she is different .
And for the last moment before I went to sleep , I gazed up to the sky . I say a myriad of stars twinkling . And I saw , Helen . She leave a lot of foot points in my heart sand the sand of time because she is the brightest of all and this star will vividly sticks in my mind .
ESSAY FAFA ,
It started as a beautiful morning , mum told me that she wanted to buy me some clothes for Hari Raya Aidilfitri at Mid Valley Mega Mall which situated near our house . I was so excited and zestful because shopping is my hobby . Born with a silver spoon in my mouth , I was always had an easy life - a life most would have killed to get . My parents will fork out a few hundred dollars in my bank account every month with my parents' trust fund for me , I knew I was set for life !
When my mum brought me to the mall , I could feel my knees started to buckle and was shiver with delight when I saw the clothes . Donna Karen , Guess ? , Calvin Klein - I loved them all ! The icing on the cake was that I could afford not one set of clothes but all the clothes I ever wanted . My mum left me with a credit card because she wanted to go elsewhere as usual , bustling with life with her business . I continued my shopping alone . I entered one store and came out with another several bags , then entered another . By the end of my shopping spree , both my personal assistant and chauffeur would be laden down with bags .
Shopping for clothes was life to me . I think this was probably because I judged people by the way they looked , so I knew I was being judged by the what I looked .Therefore , it was only necessary that I looked my best !After the shopping spree , I happened to be walking down Acor Street . I had never walked down this particular street before so it was weird that I had chosed to walk down this street on this particular day . As I was gaily trotting down the street with my precious clothes in the shopping bags , it began to rain . I started cursing silently . Of all days ! My personal assistant and my chauffeur was nowhere to be seen . Worst of all , my new Prada heels were getting wet ! I rushed for shelter and stopped under a rude tarp roof . Not exactly a choice place to find shelter in but it was the best I could find .
It was then I noticed I was not alone . An old, haggard looking beggar woman was under the tarp carrying a little baby in her arms . I shivered , not due to the cold but because I was disgusted . The beggar woman was wearing rags and had a few days old and I saw rotting teeth under those parched , dry lips . I willed the bountiful skyjuice stop but it just started pouring even harder . I could not even bear to look at her again . A wave of nausea swept over me . I wanted to puke .
As I was calling my chauffeur on my cellphone , I heard the beggar woman say something . "Spare some change ?" , she asked me . Again I felt a shock of of repulse surge through me . I ignored her . "Spare some charge?" she asked me again , a little bit louder this time . I willed myself to look at her and took a few deep breaths . I had no coins or money on me as I used only my credit when I went shopping . Besides , I never give my money to beggars . I thought them filthy , useless creatures with no sense of pride . It was not in my nature to give out money to such people .
However , I was probably going to be here for quite a while , since the rain did not look as if it would not stop anytime soon . I thought it best to appease her and took out the cheapest I could find , which happened to be a two hundred dollar blouse , and dropped it into her lap . The baby in her lap gurgled and coced as he felt the rich , silky texture of the blouse . He giggled softly to himself and hugged the blouse close . His eyes sparkled with such radient intensity that I had never seen before . His joy at holding such a simple object was to me one of surprise . The beggar woman wrapped the blouse around her infant . The little baby then looked at me and smiled . A toothless grin which was one of pure happiness .
I put down all my shopping bags and took out my business card . I told her to call me when she needed help . I looked at the little baby one last time before stepping out into the rain . Water ran down my heart-shaped face , tears mixed with clear rain . I had given the beggar woman a simple blouse , and even that was a gift given insincerely . Her little baby had in return given me a priceless gift - a genuine smile . That the little baby broke my heart . He crushed it when he gave me that smile and in doing so presented me with another gift - the ability to feel once again .
As I walked to school , I had the feeling that I was being followed as I passed by the old abandoned house at the corner of my housing estate . It was unusually the sun climbed higher in the sky . Dry day . The sun's rays were burning my skin . My school uniform stuck to the clummy sweat on my back . Sweat glistened on my forehead and was running down my back .
My house was just two streets away . I crooked my head and continued to plod along . In the relentless heat , my feet seemed to drag . I t was then that the feeling came over very strongly that I was being followed . Was I being stalked ? A chill went down my spine . . What if the person behind me was some psychotic killer ?
All sorts of fancies filled my head . Suddenly , half-remembered newspaper stories propped up in my head . Completely unwanted n unwelcome . I remembered the stories of schoolgirls who had abducted and some had been murdered . These were the wrong things to think about for their set my heart racing with totally have cold feet . I tried to pushed the thought back into the darkest corner of my mind .
There were goose bumps on my skin now and my feet seemed to drag ever so slowly . For the first time , I wished I had not quarreled with my pesky twin brother . We usually walked home hand in hand after school and kept each other company along the lonely stretch of road home . However , the day before , we ha quarreled bitterly . I could not even remember vividly why we turn a blink to each other and so after school . I had simply refused to wait for him . Instead , I had set off by myself and now I was regretting if with all my heart .
I could hear the tramp of feet behind me to stop and then quicken . The maniac , I thought . He was trying to make me frightened . I was too . I was petrified my hands turned cold and clammy despite the heat . I began to pray , “Oh God , I am on thin ice . You have to save me ! I do not want to become a victim of some maniac ” .
My life flashed across my almond eyes . I wished I had helped my mother at home and spent more time with my father . I wished I had bought that wonderful pair of pinky dress that I now obviously would never wear . I wished with all my heart that I had not quarreled with my brother . I love them all very much .
By this time , my feet were slowing down and a hard flows of tears were rushing down my heart-shaped face . My heart was choking with fear . I was at one’s wits end . I could see the next day’s headlines , schoolgirl murdered by unknown killer on her way home . I tried to simmer down myself . I nearly jumped out of my skin when there was a hand touched my shoulder . Panicking I screamed deafening “Please not to kill me ! ! I want to live . ” I turned around , ready to hit whoever it was with my heavy , hard schoolbag .
My pesky brother stood there , biting his lips , trying very hard not to laugh . The beast ! I hit him with my bag . He tended it off , threw his back and laughed out loud . Then , I hugged him hard . I was utterly relieved . He was nice . He avowed me to hush up from anyone that I screamed and wept .
He did not keep his promise . He rundown myself to the family , the neighbors and even all our school members . The awful beast . No wonder I was always quarreling with him .
Rabu, September 08, 2010
so , im glad to share my essay for those who intrested to read wokeh :D
section B : Continuous writing
question 3 : A Gift For My Teacher
It was a bright and sunny morning . The birds were chirping merrily on the window sill and the palm trees outside bristled as a light , soft breeze fluttered by . A whiff of the delicious , sizzling mee on the stove invoked my nostrils . "Mrs Idza" . My minds kept thinking about her . How kind she was towards me . She was a very good teacher . I remember about my life before . It was a most trying period . Things at home were getting from bad to worse . My pesky Dad was always cranky and his alcoholisme had become worse especially after his retrenchment . Mum was always temperamental as she could nor make ends meet with her meagre wages as a factory operator . I felt nasty and furlon when I thought about my family . There was not a single day when Dad was sober enough to pay any attention to me . The same went with Mum . She was too busy with her work that she would just brushed me aside without even saying hello everytime I tried to talk to her .
My grades at school kept falling . To make matter worse , I had no bestfriends nor siblings to share my hiccups . I felt impetous and demure in everything I did . I was one of the Form Three in SMK Jaya Bangau students and I dreaded coming home after school . Dad would come home late and shout abuses at Mum . After he felt asleep , I would hear Mum's stifled sobs . I could do nothing to repose the situation at home and this caused me a great deal of torment and frustration . Itend to get impatient and short-tempered which gets me into hot soup with my parents . "Why did I have such parents ? Why can't I have a bis , contented family ?" , I used to mumble to myself . I was wrathful at my parents for making me stressed and lived in agony .
It was at that point , Mrs Idza entered my life . A benevolent woman in her late forties , she was my class teacher . A vigilant woman , she quick to heed a change that came over me . One fine day , during recess , I was standing alone at one corner in the canteen when Mrs Idza spotted me . She gestured for me to follow her . We headed to the library where she beckoned me to take a seat next to her . I sat noneless with my head crooked . "Tiya" , she called softly . I lifted my head and looked right into her calm eyes . I saw the warmth , the love and the compassion in her comely eyes . I felt tears stirling my eyelids and tried to blink them away . However I could not . The river of tears started flowing down my rosy cheeks . My cries had heighten her anxiety levels . She held my hands tightly and waited . After I had finished , she asked me if I wanted to confide in her and tell her my plight . I poured my heart out . I told her everything . She listened intently with a patient of a saint . At the end of my story , she gave me a lesson on life and its ups and downs . As I heard her talk , I felt cajoled and my awe for this woman grew . My perception altered . Before this meeting , I felt I was nonentity . As the meeting progressed , I felt different . I knew Mrs Idza cared for me . Finally , there was someone who really cares about me and willing to be my bestfriend .
On the days followed , Mrs Idza mad it a point to discuss my work at school . For the first time in that year , I felt like I was wirthy of being loved . Things at home were quite the same but there was a solemn change in me . The end-of-year examinations approached . Two weeks after the exam , Mrs Idza proclaimed to the class that I was the high-fliers in the class . As I looked at her , I felt a sudden surge of joy . It was a momentous day in my life . Now , I realised that every cloud has a silver lining and here , I learned how life must go on and this taught me to be more matured for my future .
Now , I have a family of my own with three lovely daughters . They never got a chance to know their grandparents as my parents had long passed away . I had forgiven both my parents and now , I am concentrating to give all my love and attention to all my daughters . The love and attention that I never got from my parents . Hopefullt , I too can be a great mother and teacher to my daughters as Mrs Idza did to me . "Mrs Idza , thanks for being a good teacher for me . Here , I send you a book with a title , 'My Life With Mrs Idza' , written by myself as a great gift for you as a Teacher's Day present ." I then write it on a piece of nice card and mailed it with the special gift for my beloved teacher . I Love You , Teacher !
total marks : 46/50 (alhamdulillah :D)
Selasa, September 07, 2010
bln ramadhan , budaya ramadhan . yehuu .
thniah buat para ikhwan sbb bjaye puasa 30 hri pnuh .
&thniah buat akhowat sbb bjaye puasa 30-(+/-7) hari pnuh . ngee ~
whey , ingt nk stori psl spnjg sbulan ak xupdate
p , cm lari topic je kan .
cm biasa .
nk stori psl POPIA BASAH
ribuan same same buat tokey popia basah sbb (ak) tlah scr xlgsungnye mnaikkn gaji dorg pd bln ramadhan ni dgn mlariskan jualan dorg !
1st ak dpt kt lenggong . oke la . p , kosong .ade syur je .
2nd ak pow kuale pny . pehhh . kaw kaw doe :D udg kering dye . waaa. tliur .
balek kl . . pusing pusing , popia bsh tde .
tokey dye pegy rye daa . frust habis .
da , fullstop .
ak da keyang cte psl popia bsh kt korg .
tggu next popia bsh oke :D
salam ramadhan !
Sabtu, Ogos 14, 2010
tpinga2 tgok gmba popia basah ?
xprlu korg tganga tgok popia ni . ak thu korg tga pose . plus , dis popia look vry mrvellous kan .
hwaaaa . . .
ingt kn balek ni bole la nk rase popia basah .
nk kua nek moto , moto nyawa2 ikan .
nk kua nek beskal , beskal xbli bli lg .
nk kua jln kaki , tkut kne ngorat .
so , ade spe2 volunteer na blikn popia basah ? i min , blanje !
korg bkn tgkai jering , hajah+haji bakhil kan .
ak thu korg suke bsedekah .
so , sdekahkn la popia bsh utk ak :D
um , xdpt rase popia bsh , tgok gmbr je pun jd la kn (smbil mnghentakkan pale kt tiang uma jiran)
KEMPUNAN wheyyy ,
hny krane motor kaki xbp nk bfungsi .
brake kaki karat .
hny mmpu mnangisi ktidak dapatan POPIA BASAH !
ILY POPIA BASAHHHH !
salam ramadhan .
Jumaat, Julai 02, 2010
ibu tny , "aik ? 35 mnit je? bbaloi ke ?bkn salunye sejam ke ?" ak pn rs cm ta puas ati . p , lps da rse duk dlm tu , "ibu , tgn ya da pucat la .nk amek angin kt lua jap bole ? oksigen oksigen ."sumpa , 20 mnt duk dlm tu pn ak wat wat thn . hebatt ak bule thn dlm uh 24 mnt ! sahaja oke . ahahah . korg bule ke ? *smbil wat mke eksen .
shala ; k.nga miss you la syg
Khamis, Julai 01, 2010
2. Tak lapuk dek hujan, tak lekang macam rambutan
3. Tiada rotan, pelempang berguna juga
4. Biar lambat asalkan tak cepat
5. Biar putih tulang, jangan kuning gigi
6. Di mana ada gula di situ adalah gula-gula
7. Kalah jadi abu, menang jadi arang, seri jadi abu bakar
8. Carik-carik bulu ayam, lama-lama jadi shuttleco ck
9. Secupak takkan jadi 18 cupak
10. Gajah mati meninggalkan gading, udang harimau mati
meninggalkankulit, manusia mati meninggal dunia
11. Sedangkan lidah lagi tergigit, inikan pula makanan di
12. Harapkan pagar, pagar tidak boleh diharap
13. Alang-alang mandi biar guna sabun
14. Berapa berat mata memandang, berat lagi seguni beras
15. Cubit paha kanan, paha kiri tak rasa apa-apa pun
16. Diam-diam ubi berisi, diam-diam orang.... bisu
17. Hidup segan mati di tanam
18. Ikut hati mati, ikut rasa merasa
19. Lembu punya susu cap teko dapat nama
20. Sehari selambar benang lama-lama benang habis
21. Jika kail panjang sejengkal, beli le yang panjang sikit kalau
nak ngail di laut. (beli la pukat tunda lagi baik)
22. Hendak seribu daya, tak hendak tak apa
23. Membujur lalu melintang pukang
24. Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri,
lebih baik hari tak hujan
25. Sebab pul ut santan binasa, sebab mulut habis pulut
26. Kecil-kecil cili padi, kecil lagi biji cili
27. Kalau sudi katakan sudi, kalau tak sudi boleh blah!!
Isnin, Jun 28, 2010
salam . bkn na mnx smpati . cume skdr nk mncoretkn memori . memori ke ? or , tragedi ? haha. enta la . mei lepas da demam . rbu mggu lps dmm lagi . ayoo . nk dkt spm ni laaa sibok a demam2 . aish . kecik2 dlu tamaw dmm plak . demam uh pns ke ? nta la . dorg ckp pns . ak pn , ckp la , "ye , mmg pns pon" . pas pns da kebah , pening nek mndadak . xthn hbis . pg2 bgun , air sungai mngalir deras [air mte suda laaa .] x tkontrol oh . then , esoknye(klmarin) pgy kecemasan . ck drh , WBC krg . dpt mc sminggu .
balek kl . dlm bas , ade mamat (muke mcm agk brumor) naek dr sg siput . dorg 3 org stu geng . sume laki , sume duk blkg skli . stu row ngn ak . kre ak sorg jela pmpuan . sebok intrview mcm2 .ingt ak neh nenek ko ke yg ko na tny psl salasilah kluarge . aish . sebok btol . "awk , umo bpe ?" hayya , tny plak . ak form 5 la sengall . "oh , beza sthun je ."WHUTTT ? bwza sthun je ? sumpa ta pecaya . da la ak tga pening . org twe ni wt lwk plak . misai tak bcuko lak uh , geli btul . then , siapp tnjuk kad mtrix mse dye blja kt akademi polis dlu . IC thun 92 la knun2 nye. ps2 , mnx nmbo la tu la . eh pkcik , nk nmbo pgy la crik kt kdai topup . hampeh tul "um , xde hp . ni adek pny ."amek kaw . ak kasi hrga tmahal kt dunia .then , dgn gaye glabahnye dye & dgn gaye mls nk lyn nye ak , dye ksi name kad dye kat ak . gile r mamat ni . gile glabah . nk smpi kl , bru dye knun2 thu yg ak ta bp na sehadd . dye ksi plak cramah free . da lme ak diam , ak smbung "hbis tu , mrokok uh cne plak ? kn ke tak mghrgai ksihatan yg Allah bg ?"pianggg . tkena tmprn mnikam hti & snubari bliau . trus diam ! pdm mke ko.da . mls na cite psl mamat gatal tu .
smalam , pegi spital An-Nur . mle2 na amek drh . tup2 , da tmakan . na wt cne kn . so now , ta thu na amek drh ble . tu la , spe suh ta warn ak awl2 . kn ak da mkn dlu . haha . um , doc amek dara ak skit je . WBC ak 1.9 drpd 4.0/12.0 . sbb uh sng saket . bak kte doc uh r . DOC BIBAH :D dye pny cakap , pehh . . . mcm iklan rdsect . 'xbg pluang !' hahaha . ak nk celah skit je dye truskan bckp lg . mmg xbg pluang kt ak la . xpe la doc . thnx ats cramah pcuma doc tu . sye hmpir sihat tdh tlinge dgr ckp doc .
tu je nk cite . xlrt nk blame . addmath kne wat . saket saket gk , trial nk dekat . kan ckgu hasniza kan , :D salam .
Jumaat, Jun 18, 2010
da puas tgok ? sape nak , ksi alamat . ak pos [pnyepak] kt korg . oke ? haha . salam ,
Khamis, Jun 17, 2010
salam . hey , it was yesterday ! we [aimi , zura , dayang , zati , syahira , mah] went to library KL . it was my first time being there . aftr we had perform our zohor , we moved to KLCC && yes , it ws also my first time hngging ther wth my few frends .before , we jst planned to discussing at d mosque near to TIMES SQUARE . think bout it bck , oh . no way , thers no tbles& chairs for us to sit on . so , we prefer to be at library . so , lets start our story by rciting basmalah .
1st place we headed for is , LIBRARY KL . the aim is , to dscussing . maybe , gossip-ing . haha . i dunno . um , im d 1st who arrived ther . 10.30am smthing . i walked from ktm KL to Pasar Tani or knownly as , CM . actlly , it was a bit trouble to be ther ,
"oh my god , wher am i rite nw ? SESAT ke ? ahh . . tidakk ." then , walk walk walk . . . + asking asking asking , "excuse me , may i knoe wher is CM ?" sume cakap , "u jst walk straight n dun belok2 ." ahh , ingt kt c2 ade CM je ke ? helo , thers a lot of big building ok . . ! i cant differ em la . ayyo . im still with my light lips asking to peeps . she is from . . . philipine ? [oh god . i dunno hw to spel it . uhh .] hw cn i asking her . she is nt malaysian . haha . apelaa ak ni . yes , its d time for me to practice my english . she is searching for Pasar Besar ? kt mane tu ? haha . blurr , "sory miss , it is my 1st time here . " UKW ? she guide me for a CM . haha . malunyee . tourist yg guide ! OMG . what happen ? haha :D smpai sane , wiat fr Dayang at LRT sttion . then , we walked 2gther to CM la .
kriuk kriuk . aish , tummy wth rock sounds ! haha . hungriest taw . thnk god , i bought a Nasi Lemak from macikk yg jual kt depan uma tu . [p/s : tips to sve money . bring fo0d && water from ur castle .] Dyg buy a waffle , i tot . mkn senyap2 . tanak plawe la tu :D then , along n angah arrived & trus ddk kt krusi yg tde org tu ! :D malu + segann jugak sbb , mkn nasi lemak je kut . a few minutes [a long time actlly ,] later , zura plak smpai . we walked along d dark street . aha . xlaa . actlly , d boisterousted street . finally , SAMPAI JUGAK !
then , zati kol suro amik dye . amboi , byk cntek mke dye . dtg lmbt na kte jmput plak ? wekk . .we asked her to wait fr shera n mah ! then , we strt our event ! haha . gilee btol . afta zohor , we pack our stuff & work our plan . a journey to KLCC ! haha . tawaf tawaf , pkul 4 balekk . i ran as fast as i can to get into d mini bus . tmbang is paid . find for a place to sit . oh , no place . xkn nak bsila . pusing pusing , thers a place bside pak cik bangla . Ya Allah , brkatilah pendudukan ku ni . I sat with a big spaces btwin us ! haha . seram ak nk dduk dkt ngn dye . then , kasi mkcik dduk kt situ . almklum la , im d youngest kan . so , hormat la org tua . da bgun tu , ade mkcik kasi dduk sbela dye plak .
oh , GAY ke dorg tu ? ive no idea . da la dduk dpn ak . pelok pelok sndar sndar . oh , best bangla c0up of d year kut . yes . tht d best words to dscrib their relationship . hahaha . then , i stand to give a place to makcik yg penat bdiri . tak pasal2 plak driver bus stop . ingt ak nk trun situ ke ? sebbyek la da nk smpi . dgn rse na cover mlu , i get out from d bus && walked home . nt as far as u tink . it jst tke a few mnt to reach d gate ! &&& , "Assalamualaikum , i'm home !"
"kak ngahhhhhhhh !!" kiki screamed out ! haha . apela . mcm org gile . "k.ngah , kiki dcide to stay ovrnite here 4 a few days . k.ngah suke tak kiki tido uma k.nga ?" kiki , d 6 years little boy asking ! haha . tido jela kiki .
an hour later , ibu n abah was ready to go to abah's friend's house . who just passed away on d same day . Al-Fatihah utk Allahyarhamah . so , dats all my story . hve a nce holiday ! salam
Selasa, Jun 08, 2010
Now , I am sitting in Form Five and I need to arrange a g0od schedule for a chapter to f0cus on . I will start my every single day by making a wish and hope . A piece of paper with H-0-P-E letters is on my table and I will read it before the class start . Once I sit on my hard chair , my mind keep thinking on something . The incident that happen in my life keep playing in my mind .
It was a trying period . Things at hope were getting from bad to worse . Dad's alcoh0lism had become worse especially after his retrenchment . Mum was always temperamental as she c0uld not make ends with her meagre income as a factory operator . My grades at sch0ol kept falling .
I dreaded coming home after scho0l . Dad w0uld come home late and sh0ut abuses at mum . After je fell asleep , I would hear Mum's stifled sobs . I c0uld do nothing to ease the situation at home and this realization caused me a great deal of anguish and frustration .
It was at that point Mrs Justin entered my life . A soft-spoken woman in her late forties , sha was my class teacher . An alert woman , she quick to notice the change that had came over me . One day , during recess , I was standing alone in one corner of the canteen when Mrs Justin spotted me . She gestured for me to foll0w her . We headed for the library where she beckoned me to take a seat next to her . I sat with my head bent . ' Helen ' , she called . I lifted my head and lo0ked at her . I saw the warmth , the love and c0mpassi0n in her l0vely eyes . Tears welled up in my eyes and I tried my best to hold them back . However , I could not They started flowing down my cheeks . She held my hand and waited . When I had finished , she asked if I wanted to confide in her and tell her my problem . I told her , She listened intently with patience of a saint . At the end of my story , she gave me a lesson on life and its ups and downs . As I heard her talk , my admiration for this woman grew . My perception changed . Before this meeting , I felt I was nonentity . As the meeting progressed , I felt different . I knew Mrs Justin cared for me .
On the days followed , Mrs Justin made it a point to discuss my work at sch0ol . For the first time in that year , I felt I was worthy of being loved . The end-of-year examination approached . Two weeks after the exam , Mrs Justin announced to the class that I was the top student in the class . As I lo0ked at her , I felt a sudden surge of a happiness . It was the happiest day in my life .
'B0om' ! Christine dr0pped her bottle on mt table . She make me shocked . "Helen , do yo enjoying your day dreaming ? I called you many times but you still kept your eyes on your beloved 'HOPE' paper . "Christine said f0llowed by her biggest laugh ever . I am not making a joke but I am making a hope ! I hope that I can repay back her g0od deeds by the best result in my SPM and the biggest hope is , I want my family back to mirmal ! "God , please let my hope comes true ! " .
total marks : 39/50 .
Isnin, Jun 07, 2010
Ahad, Jun 06, 2010
kepada calon-calon yg bakal mnduduki kerusi panas pilihan jawapan utk soalan-soalan pra-percubaan naek cuti yg dinanti-nantikan ni , sila perhatikan gmba rajah dibawah dgn pnuh teliti tnpa mlibatkan hawa nafsu yg mendalam ! :D
- ask teacher or principal for a holiday or , scho0l break .
- ready ur bag with sch0ol stuff !
- lending y0ur ears for a talk from ur teachers . all the talk and assgment is recorded by using a pen .
- mark the calendar and state each of ur single day for your holiday with a homework given . the hw is stated properly & systematicly .
- do d homewrk + assgnmnt patiently .
- all of d asngmnt is sent immediately after u reach the staffr0om's d0or on your first day after the holiday !
Selasa, Mac 16, 2010
s0ri 4 nk cntinuing d last part .
aish . ntala . rs cam tde m0od na crite sal mrsm .
smtimes rs cm na back t septech blk oh .
sm0ne+smtwo+smthree tny ,
ape yg ad kt sepang smpi k0 syg sgt2 kt sepang tu ?
ape yg xde kt mrsm smpi k0 rs nk blk sepang blk ?
jwpn utama !
kt sepang , klu ak sedih , rmi yg back up ak .
kt mrsm ? lntk k0 laa na sdeh ke xnk .
kt sepang , ak saket . . . rmi 0ffer na wtkn kje utk ak .
kt mrsm ? ape ak kesah k0 saket ke takk .
sepang , bes fren kliling pgg . even bru knl bp bulan . . . tp , kt0rg cm da knl lme . kt0rg srupe fmily aw . lau duk sepang , k0 ckp k0 nk pndh msty d0rg halang . kdg d0rg nk mnitis air mte . p , kt mrsm xcm2 . k0 ckp na pndh , pndh jelaa . hee . sepang kte sme2 gmbira lau ad new-c0mers . sme2 tlg d0rg built a better life kt c2 .
ak msuk mrsm ingtkn bule laa dpt cm2 .
tp ? sdehnye jao bbeza .
mmg xrs r kkuatan psahabt kt c2 .
c0oprate p0n tade kt mrsm . i min , mrsm ak laa .
sjujurnye , LENGG0NG-IANS , korg bkn besfren ak .
k0rg mgkin skdr gutfren . bt u'll nt be better thn that.
i tink .
da la . ak sdeh ni . rs na nanges je tguk gmba2 kt sepang .
ak cmburu d0e .
jeles tguk k0rg hepi kt sane . ak kt sni xdpt j0in k0rg pn . isk2 .
xpelaa . t kte hang0ut rmi2 eh . h0pe k0rg ta lpe ak .
ak rndu k0rg .
ak sygg k0rg .
HANUM , hahaahha . ak rndu k0 laa munyett ku . org ckp kte belangkas ? haha . ye kut . ahh . rndu.rndu.rndu .
GB403 , 4PETAI1 , SEPTECHIANS , u'll always in ma hart . 4eva n eva.
MJSC , sori 4 let u being below thn sepang .
Isnin, Mac 15, 2010
Sabtu, Februari 13, 2010
1)riang-riang msuk kaen while i'm praying . 0h ! scared gilee .
2)fafa n tchr rziah r talktalk ab0ut fafa's eyes .
aku ; nape nape ? fafa td0(dlm klas) lg ke?
tchr rziah ; k0 yg tid0 ! hahahaha .
3)balek ngn shahira n farisa . asek tleps tren sbb gilee rmi 0rg 0h ! ak pas lps tren ke 4 . shyra , pas lps tren ke 6 ! haha . nk dkt kul 8 bru kt0rg smpi uma . ayyo .
tu jelaa wt mase ni . n , fr bdk2 yg dpt p0inter 3.7 ke ats tu . thniah dpt p jepun free . [isk2 . frust gileee bhai ! waaaa .]
k , blk cuti pnjg t ak st0ry lbeh2 k . tata , salam !