tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-89180589529470038052024-03-19T21:04:18.525+08:00The Heart-Breaking ObsessionSaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comBlogger196125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-6284900878550639082011-10-07T12:32:00.001+08:002011-10-07T12:32:44.633+08:00formspring.meAsk me questions about movies <a href="http://www.formspring.me/AliahSakinah" target="_blank">http://www.formspring.me/AliahSakinah</a>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-56222036121142561502011-09-25T01:40:00.003+08:002011-09-25T01:55:54.416+08:00GoodbyeI'm gonna be away for about 3 weeks approx. Take care of my blog. Don't steal anything from my blog. Don't you dare to open my page source. If you do, beware ! I'm gonna make sure that I'll be the most extravagant yet whatever killer to you. Goodbye and happy end-of-year/PMR/SPM exam.<br />
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Sumpah boring gila hari ni. Pukul 2 pagi nanti kena pergi airport hantar angah. Allah, mengantuknya. Tulis benda ni pun dah menguap. Entah apa-apa aku buat ni. Tengok blog orang. Baca post kak Nazihah Anuar *bukan yang tutorial tu. ni yang pakai braces* Chat dengan Cleverbot. Main Google Gravity. Makan burger. Main VF. Apa-apalah kan. Aku tak ada semangat. Rasa macam PMR makin dekat. Nervous tu adalah sikit-sikit. Aku dah ready at least 25 percent mentally. Lagi 75 percent tu sebab main game. Ngehehe.<br />
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InsyaAllah, lepas PMR, aku akan study untuk form 4 dengan Mama. Chemistry of course. Yeah, Mama suruh ajak Beeha and beberapa orang friends datang rumah belajar sama-sama. Oyeah, aku tak naklah mohon SBP. Sayang pulak dekat sekolah. Aku rasa bersyukur dapat sekolah dekat situ. Lagipun, aku ni anak mak forever. Nak buat macam mana. Pergi kedai dengan mak. Keluar rumah dengan mak. Mana-mana dengan mak *<b>or bapak act</b>* Maybe korang rasa benda ni mengongkong, tapi bagi aku tak. Aku rasa <i>secure.</i> <br />
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Aku nak jadi apa pun aku tak tahu. HAHA. Kejap pharmacists, kejap doctor, kejap dentist. Mama cadangkan ambil dentistry. Abang aku kata tak best. Kerja budak-budak first year dekat universiti dia ialah mengasah satu macam lilin eh *whateverlahkan* menjadi sebijik macam mulut orang yang penuh dengan gigi. Macam seksa je. Lagipun, gigi aku bukannya lawa.<br />
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Lepas PMR, aku plan nak buat tutorial blog or something like that. Nak tukar blog punya template. Seriously, this thing is out of date. Aku tengok warna dia macam dull semacam. Haha. Aku tengok video Just In Love tadi. Macam gedik je perempuan dalam video tu. Nak peluk <strike>boyfriend</strike> abang aku pulak. E. Tolonglah. Aku nak DSLR weyy. Kalau dapat Canon 600D pun, kira bolehlah tu. Halallah Aku nak lens yang macam aku sebut kat post semalam tu. Tulah starter lens yang paling baik <b>\according to few lens database site/</b> <br />
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CleverBot menyumpah aku weh. Tak sangka. Aku cakap baik-baik dengan dia, dia balas dengan carut-carut. Mana dia belajar uh ? Oh lupa, dia diprogramkan.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">IF YOU DON'T WANNA GIVE ME 60D, IT'S OKAY. JUST GIMME 7D. *idon'tevenknowhowtouseit. </span></div>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-60902777116993575982011-09-14T19:31:00.002+08:002011-09-14T19:35:32.973+08:00Ten Things That Is In My Mind1. I <b>like</b> Nazihah Anuar's blog a lot. She's <i>different</i>.<br />
2. I <b>met</b> Encik Masduki today and I'm happy.<br />
3. I <b>saw</b> many unknown peopled today.<br />
4. I <b>make</b> many new friends this <u>week</u>. <br />
5. I <b>wanna join</b> <i>Revenge of the Chickens</i> on Fly.fm ($.$)<br />
6. I <b>hope</b> that I can shop all day long.<br />
7. I <b>neglected</b> my Virtual Families too much and I felt sorry for them.<br />
8. I <b>got</b> a new bag today. <br />
9. I'm not so ready for the upcoming exam.<br />
10. I <b>wanna go</b> to Karimun Island. Please dad, I need an after-PMR vacation.<br />
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Menurutnya, kebebasan bersuara adalah haknya dan dia tidak mengacau sesiapa pun dengan penulisannya. Dia yang menggunakan gambar Lady GaGa yang sedang duduk di atas Kaabah sebagai gambar default dalam laman Wordpress kelihatan bangga dengan mencemuh Islam. Dia telah membangkitkan kemarahan ramai umat Islam dengan kata-kata kesatnya itu. Antaranya : <br />
<ol><li>Allah swt babi yang maha kentot.</li>
<li>Allahuakbar!! Allahuwalkhinzir!!</li>
<li>dan banyak lagi.</li>
</ol>Seterusnya, janganlah percaya dengan hadis-hadis "sahih" yang ditiap oleh wanita ini. Sesungguhnya semuanya <b><span style="color: #e06666;">tidak benar</span> </b>sama sekali. Contoh hadis "sahih" yang dikeluarkan wanita ini :<br />
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<blockquote>Hadis Sahih Al-Bukhari 5:58:234<br />
Diriwayatkan oleh Aisyah r.a. Nabi Muhammad bernikah dengan aku waktu aku berumur enam tahun. Kami ke kota Madinah dan menumpang di rumah Harith Kharzraj. Aku jatuh sakit dan rambutku gugur. Kemudian rambutku tumbuh kembali dan ibuku, Um Ruman, datang kepadaku apabila aku bermain buaian dengan gadis kecil yang lain. Ibuku memanggilku, lalu aku datang kepadanya tetapi aku tidak tahu apa yang dia mahu. Ibuku mencengkam tanganku dan memaksaku berdiri sebelah pintu rumah. Nafas tercungap-cungap. Apabila nafasku telah reda, ibuku mengelap air pada muka ku dan dahiku. Kemudian dia tarik diriku ke dalam rumah. Di dalam rumah itu seorang wanita Ansari berkata kepada ku, “Tahniah, Aisyah! Semoga Allah merahmati mu.” Kemudian dia menolong diriku untuk bersedia dengan majlis yang tidak kusangkakan adalah majlis perkahwinan. Dengan tiba-tiba sahaja tanpa ku sangkakan pesuruh Allah datang pada tengah hari yang terik meminta kepada ibuku untuk berkahwin dengan aku dan ibuku terus menyerahkan diriku kepadanya. Cukup umurku sembilan tahun, aku terpaksa menerima Rasulullah dengan sepenuhnya dalam perkahwinan ini.<br />
Kelebihan Aishah dijimakkan umur 9 tahun, dinikahkan umur 6 tahun apabila babi Muhammad berumur 53 tahun ialah kepentingan golongan wanita kepada zakar baginda, yakni sesuatu yang hadis tidak mengutarakan hal ini..<br />
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Memang tidak mustahil Aisyah boleh baligh umur 9 tahun. Jika bahagian sulitnya dirangsangkan setiap malam dalam tempoh tiga tahun, kematangan seks dan hormonnya cepat bertindakbalas. Maka lubangnya juga jadi matang dan bersedia menerima jimakan zakar babi Muhammad orang tua yang berumur 56 tahun waktu Aisyah hanya berumur 9 tahun setelah babi Muhammad bermain dengan lubangnya setiap hari. Aisyah hilang daranya sebelum mencecah umur 9 tahun setelah dikoyakkan oleh baginda apabila bermain dengan Aisyah setiap malam selama tiga tahun. Cukup umur 9 tahun, senang sikit babi Muhammad untuk rogol die.</blockquote><br />
MasyaAllah. Semoga Allah mengampunkan wanita ini dan memberi hidayah dan rahmat ke atasnya / Semoga Allah memberi balasan yang setimpal dengan perbuatannya yang menghina agama Islam. Sama-sama kita berdoa ya. AMIN. Laman Wordpress wanita ini : <a href="http://makcikhajjahsittalwuzara1001.wordpress.com/"><i>CLICK HERE</i></a><br />
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SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-72075339879311870552011-08-31T13:57:00.001+08:002011-08-31T13:58:45.028+08:00Eid MubarakSelamat hari raya. Aku minta maap kat korang semua. Aku tahu dah terlambat. Dah raya 2 hari dah pun. Tak pe. Tak pe. Tok tok arab raya hari ni kan :P *hoyehoye* Semalam aku sakit perut. Banyak sangat <u><b>mentekedarah</b></u> rendang<span style="color: #674ea7;"> *ayat mesti macam gladiator sikit kasi gempak kasi gempak*</span><br />
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Kuih raya favourite kau tahun ni apa ? Biskut Mazola atau nama gediknya makmur <span style="color: #cc0000;">*kuih tunjuk pun nak bangga*</span> Sebelum kuih tu masuk balang, aku ngap dulu. Cair di mulut gitu :P Aku makan spagetti semalam. <span style="color: #93c47d;">*hoyehoye*</span> Ngangah masak. Lepas kenyang tengok HBO ada cerita 2012. *eyoheyoh* Suka hanjeng yang bulu macam carpet shaggy tu jeh :P Lain aku tak kisah.<br />
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Kso, raya tahun ni kat rumah baru. Oh-keh-lah. Ramai kot manusia tak tahu rumah aku kat mana. Whatever. Whatever. Kau tak datang rumah aku, kuih raya off the record. Aku ngap semua. Tahun ni tak balik Kedah lagi.<i> Kering</i> ah my little pocket :| Kempunan nak duit raya weh. Tapi aku<b> bukan</b> jenis yang eksaited pergi raya keliling kampung semata-mata nak duit raya. Seposen gila. <br />
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SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-27728270463453536942011-08-28T08:53:00.004+08:002011-08-28T08:58:16.426+08:00Television Addict<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEintO81K1I1OPLAKl9lrmJ1aNesU5HH_3VT5uySAtsvXb2vf3ZE6xWC3dcBhmpbn35oQgbtWeVHARnlxYbgt0yewhM-0owQq_j0qCUqSIerE3VkjAYRnqEMZ4BsEmgJFQ974l-P6_2-qjSO/s1600/tumblr_lpt64nikYR1r1qhs9o1_500_large.jpg" /></div><br />
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Semalam saya tengok bola. Tengok <span style="color: #3d85c6;">Chelsea</span> dengan<span style="color: #cc0000;"> Liverpool</span>. Ngeh. Aku tengah syok syok layan @<b>Star Movies</b>, out of blue + all of sudden, Abah datang tukar channel. Dahlah cerita Predators tu best. Aku diam jelah. Lama-lama best pulak tengok bola. Chelsea score berapa ah semalam ? Aku mamai sebab dah pukul 11 lebih. 3-0 eh ? <br />
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Weh, esok <b style="background-color: black; color: white;">VMA</b> kan ? Aku excited ni. Kalau esok raya, aku duduk rumah jelah tengok VMA. Tengah teruja ni. Siap tengok-tengok siapa akan buat performance esok. Hoho. Boleh tak ? Nak tengok Lady GaGa nyanyi You and I. Awww. Ayat ni bermakna wooo. Feeling kalau dengar betul-betul. <br />
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Semalam aku marathon Desperate Housewives. Season 4 *kot* ke Season 7 ke, aku hentam je. Aku habiskan 3 jam tengok. Weheheee. Bree van de Kamp sangat cunlah. Pandai buat kerja rumah. Untung siapa kahwin dengan dia *dalam cerita tulah* <br />
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Dah. Aku nak pergi tengok langsir mak buat. Woohoo. Janganlah ada orang datang rumah time aku tengok VMA esok T.TSaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-68365688142081091942011-08-20T21:23:00.005+08:002011-08-21T00:49:45.322+08:00Sit Back and ThinkHello. I'm very happy today. I play <span style="color: #674ea7;">Virtual Families</span> all day long. Kso, I visit a bunch of blogs today and I can see that many people have beautiful blogs. More beautiful than mine, of course. I have a busy life lately. Busy yet <i>hectic</i>. So, I don't have the time to walk in other peoples' blog. Remember, I will sit for my PMR exam 5 weeks more. I just finished my trial last 2 days :) Thanks God for giving me the chance to answer the examination paper smoothly.<br />
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I'm <u>gettin' in love</u> with Demi Lovato and Selena Gomez. They are so amusing and amazing. Last year, I used to hate both of them - MUCH. I used to say that Selena Gomez's voice <u><b>sounds like a fly</b></u>. It all change when I hear"Who Says". Then, I started to like "Love You Like A Love Song". Same goes to Demi. I started to like her when I watch this cover on YouTube :<br />
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<div style="text-align: right;">Sincerely, the one who is <u>happy but hungry</u>.</div></center></center>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-53889350022001077722011-08-20T16:00:00.000+08:002011-08-20T16:00:05.245+08:00It Is OVER :P<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6LqRAG9jEWBayGTrJLng3CzF8AXNMO6JSayaZLOcXrdeXUItiUo-2536tN4TSDs1i1W5osdIbZBGjF9j_4nXgvFBzvwUV04r5-dKILHuTPbGRw6RPZhbGpwFMPS7bqCHSCMM1WzyHq-4N/s1600/b6-5.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="228" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6LqRAG9jEWBayGTrJLng3CzF8AXNMO6JSayaZLOcXrdeXUItiUo-2536tN4TSDs1i1W5osdIbZBGjF9j_4nXgvFBzvwUV04r5-dKILHuTPbGRw6RPZhbGpwFMPS7bqCHSCMM1WzyHq-4N/s320/b6-5.png" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Helo. Lama tak jumpa kan ? Router d-link<b> rosak</b>. Sebulan kot tak ada Internet. Best jugak. Puasa Internet. Lama gila tak buka Facebook. Jadi, tak ketagih sangatkah dekat Facebook. HAHA. Whatever it is, saya dah edit blog. Okaylah kot. Pinjam basecode orang, lepas tu, create sendiri. Hahaa. Semalam habis trial. Wahhh, seriously, I felt very very extra <i>relieved</i>. I can decorate my blog again. GAGAGA. SO, <b>HOW'S MY BLOG </b>? Give your comments and rate it at my shoutbox. Oh yahhh, click the blondes to view more.<br />
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Okay, sorry. I have to stop here. My <u>Virtual Families</u> is waiting for me. Bye <3 SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-11218509691654058582011-07-22T15:28:00.000+08:002011-07-22T15:28:33.186+08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNpyrdbhdOLn-tA0i7g97NZlsQViLpMRfHwj2dKs_Vpxw6w1Yjs4YNk6QRrcNWtrW63M7FRj5hjauQm3ZFPjCgm0Wkza2i8NWOGRZVPVyianUtthydhuRTn0cfTDShr0_MFlNBM8UKVu_J/s400/tumblr_lnqmamI8JJ1qm1qrvo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><u><b>Nak edit blog XD</b></u></div>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-13367567117707086012011-07-18T19:48:00.001+08:002011-07-18T19:48:57.799+08:00See No More AWSHOME :DIt was saturday when I got that call<br />
Far away from feeling small<br />
I know, I know, I know what the truth is, yeah<br />
I tried to look away from what you did<br />
Heartache became my friend<br />
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You walked away from me baby<br />
I would've never done the same<br />
You made me feel like our love was not real<br />
You threw it all away, so...<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
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I don't wanna wait for you<br />
I don't wanna wake up thinkin, hopin<br />
You'll get it right this time<br />
'Cause you know that you’re so cold<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
And I can’t get away from you<br />
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It's one of the reasons why<br />
That I just can't get you out my mind<br />
And all I keep seein is your picture<br />
But I don't wanna see no more<br />
But I don't wanna see no more<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
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[Joe Jonas - Verse 2]<br />
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It was so easy to trust you baby<br />
Guess I was so stupid baby<br />
I didn't ever think that this would come<br />
You’re runnin right to another one<br />
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You walked away from me baby<br />
You threw it all away, so<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
<b>Joe Jonas See No More lyrics found on http://www.directlyrics.com/joe-jonas-see-no-more-lyrics.html</b><br />
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I don't wanna wait for you<br />
I don't wanna wake up thinkin, hopin<br />
You'll get it right this time<br />
'Cause you know that you’re so cold<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
And I can’t get away from you<br />
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It's one of the reasons why<br />
That I just can't get you out my mind<br />
And all I keep seein is your picture<br />
But I don't wanna see no more<br />
But I don't wanna see no more<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
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[Bridge]<br />
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I used to be afraid of letting go<br />
The fragile part me, i’m here right now<br />
I need you to set me free<br />
I can see it in your eyes<br />
That you won’t blame on me this time<br />
No, never<br />
And I want you back but I won’t look back, no<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
<br />
I don't wanna wait for you<br />
I don't wanna wake up thinkin, hopin<br />
You'll get it right this time<br />
'Cause you know that you’re so cold<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
And I can’t get away from you<br />
<br />
It's one of the reasons why<br />
That I just can't get you out my mind<br />
And all I keep seein is your picture<br />
But I don't wanna see no more<br />
But I don't wanna see no more<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
I don't wanna see no more<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><blockquote>For music video, click <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BtOdBDs99iQ" style="color: #351c75;">here</a>. </blockquote></div>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-71810819537038844162011-07-18T18:53:00.001+08:002011-07-18T18:55:57.143+08:00Lovahhhhh<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiRZgJl92Cig4vceMMtnrEpWcC-TKS1tnlp9qy2SsqJzknOTkdGuBUFF26qbYQywKo1HkatknFC3onAUSf_lCgAsNsBOaM3X-V6hCQvPJMqfa_-XCY-6keLKHA-IXfV56bxH7n1rHfbL9i/s1600/tumblr_lof2x9msT21qb0zqgo1_500_large.jpg" /></div><br />
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Hoi. Aku nak edit blog tapi tak tahu nak edit apa. Aku rasa blog aku aku ni dah <u>outdated</u>. Memang pun kan ? Aku mengaku dengan serela-relanya. Yalah, blog aku tak lawa macam blog korang yang warna pink yang hot hot tu. Aku nak edit. Nasib baik hari ni tak ada kerja sekolah. Okay, sebenarnya ada. Sains. Aku buat malam nanti sambil tengok Pretty Little Liars <--- <u>khas untuk gadis gedik sahaja.</u><br />
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Ho yeah ho yeah. Grrr. Aku nak cat balik aku punya wardrobe. Bilik aku warna <u>pink</u>. Happy tak ? Happy tak ? <--perbuatan gedik. Aku<b><i> tak suka</i></b> warna wardrobe aku. Warna kayu, okay and and and nampak ugly. <-- Mama yang design. Aku angguk angguk jelah. Jadi, I made up my mind to paint it <b>BACCCCK</b> :D Cream or white ? Dad, buy me gloss finish paint. I want to paint it by myself.<br />
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Weh, kau rasa aku memang ada jodoh ke hah dengan Mahatma Gandhi ? Asyik terserempak dengan dia je hari ni. <b>Bawah tangga, kantin, surau, makmal sains</b>. <--- Tak suka pun mamat tu. Malas aku nak cinta masa sekolah lagi. Entah apa-apa je. Dahlah banyak jerung hangus. Kan, kan ? Baik aku bercinta secara mental dengan Adam Lavine ke Jared Leto ke kan. Mental mental pun khayal sendiri je. Tak kacau orang. Haha. <-- <u>Not funny</u>. <br />
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Jiran aku tengah mengahambik atau dalam bahasa comel, <u>menggondolkan</u> pokok rambutan dan pokok kelapa aku. Biarlah. Aku pun nak pindah dah. <u>Ambillah sementara boleh</u>. Nanti apek baru pindah, jangan mimpilah nak jumpa rambutan ya, Alex and the clan. Ho yeah, Alex comel pulak hari ni. LOLOLOLOL.SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-31602318217214402382011-07-17T14:47:00.000+08:002011-07-17T14:47:53.928+08:00Virus Mendatang di Facebook !Virus ini tidak menyerang manusia. Virus ini hanya menyerang akaun Facebook. Virus dia macam ni :<br />
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1. Kalau ada "Hi. How are you ?" dekat chat Facebook, tolong jangan balas.<br />
2. Kalau balas, nanti dia akan cakap "Wanna laugh ?"<br />
3. Kalau balas lagi, nanti dia tanya "Is that you on the video etc."<br />
4. Dia akan hantar link video bogel.Link tersebut kelihatan <i>pelik</i> dan <u>penuh dengan nombor</u>.<br />
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Entah apa-apa je. Kau wall to wall jelah dengan kawan Facebook kau. Tak payah nak sembang-sembang pakai chatbox. Jadi, berhati-hatilah apabila mendapat chat sedemikian. Kalau tak, tak tahulah.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Mak cik aku bercerai dengan laki dia. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Dahlah dapat anak kembar. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hari tu, aku tengok dia, okey je.</div></blockquote>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-29808035890690439582011-07-13T17:14:00.000+08:002011-07-13T17:14:31.119+08:00Happy Birthday, Beeha :D<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6P5Yf0VRxtj64b_hWMca1_iW3DWWWVYPbSYmZcfg2vrARkUepA_aimUmLK7QIJhlP33N0glyzGyYV8w4ntbbomO9zjIG0sB4Hlzoo-36Qi9QLpi781I5_JgcJRFwkg9aC5RyM3wSwN5M/s1600/tumblr_la1zoa0mTf1qzzo9xo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV6P5Yf0VRxtj64b_hWMca1_iW3DWWWVYPbSYmZcfg2vrARkUepA_aimUmLK7QIJhlP33N0glyzGyYV8w4ntbbomO9zjIG0sB4Hlzoo-36Qi9QLpi781I5_JgcJRFwkg9aC5RyM3wSwN5M/s400/tumblr_la1zoa0mTf1qzzo9xo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />
Hei Bee, kau dah tua dah. Sayang kau gila-gila. Suka perut kau yang comel tu X) Selamat hari lahir yang ke-14. Semoga menjadi perintis bagi menggantikan Puan Zaiton 8 tahun nanti. Amin amin. Eh, nanti kita skor 9A sama-sama boleh ? Boleh kan ? Boleh kan ? InsyaAllah boleh. Nanti kalau dapat 9A, masuk sekolah berasrama penuh ke apa, jangan lupa dekat saya. Saya tak nak masuk asrama. Orang kata banyak hantu. Saya ni lemah semangat. Nak pergi tandas asrama mesti seram kan ? Dekat sekolah, orang kunci saya dalam bilik gelap sikit pun dah menjerit :P<br />
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</div><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">Awak, saya kenal awak dah lama kan ? </div><div style="text-align: center;">Hampir 10 tahun. Daripada tadika lagi. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Tapi saya tak kawan pun dengan awak masa tu. Kenapa eh ? </div></blockquote>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-60862126976515715112011-07-10T16:15:00.000+08:002011-07-10T16:15:14.582+08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgndoe6CtDabN-2cBhU_HB-341OD4PycEAIGktTkUvrAVo0TJrqmq98Pi1qnrrZdttF6nDPi1WKIua-BbnlZgcdD64zr-IRTE1KfqWbyYnCiqYZL0g_KVRJUEKGYKPVjAv2hayuWEHcPRBd/s1600/tumblr_lje2i6HC5u1qf7enho1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgndoe6CtDabN-2cBhU_HB-341OD4PycEAIGktTkUvrAVo0TJrqmq98Pi1qnrrZdttF6nDPi1WKIua-BbnlZgcdD64zr-IRTE1KfqWbyYnCiqYZL0g_KVRJUEKGYKPVjAv2hayuWEHcPRBd/s400/tumblr_lje2i6HC5u1qf7enho1_400.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Hello. Perasaan saya sangat <i>tidak seimbang</i>. Semalam *pagi tadi* saya mimpi sesuatu. Syok gila mimpi tu tapi sayang mimpi tu terputus sebab jam loceng telefon saya berbunyi. Saya harap akan ada episod kedua mimpi tu. Ya Allah, tolonglah bagi sambung mimpi tu. Amin. Kamu semua aminkan sekali tahu !<br />
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Internet saya menjadi lambat sejak kebelakangan ini kerana masalah komputer riba saya sendiri. Saya tidak dapat memuat turun lagu ke dalam komputer saya. Saya berharap agar abang saya akan segera pulang ke tanah air untuk membaiki komputer riba ini. Saya juga berharap agar saya tidak lagi mendengar suara jiran yang berkaraoke sehingga lewat malam walaupun saya sedar suara Si Polan itu sangat merdu bagaikan buluh perindu. <br />
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<blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">Bila hari jadi aku nak sampai ni ? Nak hadiah :(</div></blockquote>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-48740637727021163802011-07-09T17:43:00.000+08:002011-07-09T17:43:45.249+08:00<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">It's one of the reasons why that I just can't get you out my mind.</span></h6><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4OFXyI_tuacQv842eCOFBEu_xG3PAnG80Uu81zNHMbje-wzTF9utaFGOT8xVsMsGhvMqkD2wvvvF7936UYYH5rgaE3ybG-Cou6SSyxkWDdPMuSICxcrskz8pje0HDHakoFO5PDLpiq5-O/s400/tumblr_lnwbt6d13n1qcxieko1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></div><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Sorrylah. Ayat nak feeling. Aku gembira hari ni. Tidur banyak. Makan banyak. Gembira banyak. Bebelan percuma pun banyak :D Aku tahu kau cemburu kan sebab aku gembira hari ni. Ayat nak feeling tu ayat #Joe Jonas. Bukan ayat aku. Aku suka je ayat tu. Lagu dia yang aku dengar dekat American Top 40 with Ryan Seacrest</span><span class="st"><em></em></span><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"> tu sedap gila. Suara Joe Jonas lain gila masa cakap-cakap dengan Ryan. Makin handsome suaranya. Awww. Aku yakin, dia sudah lebih matang. Bukan lagi ala-ala kekanak Jonas Brothers. Serius, aku suka Joe yang sekarang *cakap jelah yang kau memang kemaruk dengan dia sekarang*</span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"> </span></h6><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1no8jl7HQ2I2OHCC_gDvTeZBtlgaLct3UICt4XLItgeIlHbJEo_ULnrYB97yoiyZJJSn4KoFJiLtBLUVjKzuq_t7_evCWReIDTZBTS-swFGVRIK4lR0K3Adml0EgR0Ftypg73Y6QtiM8W/s1600/1345588526_5_FJr-_large.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1no8jl7HQ2I2OHCC_gDvTeZBtlgaLct3UICt4XLItgeIlHbJEo_ULnrYB97yoiyZJJSn4KoFJiLtBLUVjKzuq_t7_evCWReIDTZBTS-swFGVRIK4lR0K3Adml0EgR0Ftypg73Y6QtiM8W/s400/1345588526_5_FJr-_large.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Aku memang malas nak layan kau dah sekarang. Malas. Aku takut perasaan kau tu tak tentu. Jadi, kau mesej pun aku tak balas. Nanti aku balas bebanyak, kau syok-ing sendiri. Bahaya. Bahaya. Aku memang baik kan ? Tak adalah nanti kau terbawa-bawa dengan perasaan kau tu. Nanti, kau overboard pulak. Sebab tu aku malas nak layan kau. Okey, sebenarnya aku takut dengan kau. Kau #meroyan ke apa semalam. Tiba-tiba hantar mesej kat aku semalam ? Aku tak ada kredit pun. Kalau ada kredit pun aku tak balas :P Kejamnya aku. Memang kejam. Tak sengaja untuk menyengajakan perbuatan itu <-- AYAT POWER sangat lettew</span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-weight: normal; text-align: center;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><br />
OKAYTHXBAI</span></h6>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-62004111008113054292011-06-25T16:38:00.001+08:002011-06-25T16:55:32.886+08:00Dunia ini<span style="color: #cc0000;"> kejam, kasar dan penuh dengan cabaran</span>. Itulah ayat yang sering diulang semasa ceramah Uncle Sam. Sangat seronok. Tak rugi apa-apa malah untung. Banyak benda yang aku tak tahu, aku tahu hari ni. Uncle Sam, terima kasih. Uncle telah mengingatkan aku tentang banyak benda. Benda yang dia fokuskan dalam ceramah tadi ialah tanpa Bahasa Inggeris, <span style="color: #93c47d;">kau bukan sesiapa</span>. Tanpa Bahasa Inggeris yang baik, <span style="color: #e69138;">kau susah nak dapat kerja</span>. Tanpa Bahasa Inggeris, <span style="color: #3d85c6;">kau tak dapat tahu suara dunia</span>. Senang kata, banyak benda kau akan tinggal jika kau tiada Bahasa Inggeris yang kuat.<br />
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Itulah yang membuatkan aku lebih bersemangat untuk memperbaiki kemahiran berkomunikasi. Aku ni sangatlah gugup dan pemalu. Semasa aku ada di sekolah rendah, aku akan cakap dekat cikgu "Cikgu, pertandingan yang tak perlu cakap ada tak ?" Serius. Perangai aku memang macam tu. Aku sangat <u>kurang keyakinan diri</u>. Mungkin sebab aku tak pandai melawa macam orang lain. Pergi tandas banyak kali haya kerana nak betulkan tudung. Alah, sekolah. Bukan orang kisah sangat pun. Aku pun tak kisah sangat. Janji aku balik tiap-tiap hari dengan benda baru. Ilmu baru. Perkara baru. Itu dah cukup bagi aku.<br />
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Aku tengok kawan aku yang seorang ni nak kahwin tahun depan. Sayang, kau gila ke waras ? Gurau ya sayang. Jangan marah. Saya pun nak kahwin tahun depan tapi tiada calon. Tak apa kau. Nanti umur<i> 26 tahun aku kahwin</i>. Aku <i>tak kisah dia kerja apa, asalkan halal dan mesti RM3000++</i>. Bukannya apa, aku tak nak anak aku susah nanti. <i>Tak kacak pun tak apa</i>. Asal duit ada, dahlah. Aku bukan mata duitan. <span style="color: #cc0000;">BUKAN</span>. Macam aku cakap tadi, aku tak nak anak aku susah, tak makan. Tu sahaja.<br />
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Tindakan aku sebaik sahaja kerja ialah memasukkan 1/2 gaji aku ke dalam ASB (Amanah Saham Bumiputera). Aku nak duit aku beranak. Untuk simpanan masa tua. Harap-harap umur 40 tahun, dah ada RM300,000 dalam ASB tapi pada masa hadapan aku dengan penuh yakin rasa nilai rm300,000 tu sudah jadi macam RM100,000 sekarang. Mama suruh buat macam ni. InsyaAllah, dengan duit yang ada tu, mungkin kita dapat membantu orang yang kurang bernasib baik, kan ? <br />
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Ini dialog semasa dalam perjalanan pulang dari ceramah Uncle Sam yang ROCK.<br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Michael Jackson's Black and White song is playing. </div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Me : Wow. MJ's song. Black and white ! Love the video.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dad : You know what ?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Me : What what ?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Dad : When your elder sister was young she used to love this song. I put the MJ's tape when she cries and all of sudden she stopped crying. From that day, she loves this song. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Me : Woww ! She stopped crying when she heard MJ's song ? Oh gosh. Amazing.</div>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-56215993562692536092011-06-24T15:06:00.001+08:002011-06-24T15:16:23.117+08:00AppreciateWe will <span style="color: #8e7cc3;">appreciate</span> things more if we bought them using our own money. Am I correct ? So, we should start to save rather than spending. Then, buy things that you want when the time is right. I'm sure that you'll be more responsible with those things. I, myself bought few things using my own money. Until now, they are alright and still in good condition. I hope that they will always like that.<br />
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Enough for the introduction. I'm here to tell you that I will <strike>never online again</strike> do more exercise in order to improve my knowledge. My performance is not-so-strong lately. Gotta do something. Gotta do something means gotta be like her. Not her. <span style="color: #c27ba0;">HER</span>.<br />
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I like to watch TV much. Pretty Little Liars is my favorite show at the moment. I love Lucy Hale very much, y'all know ? My brother said that she looks like Selena Gomez. Yes, she is. I can't stop watching Desperate Housewives too. Okay. Okay. I know. All of you have already watch this show until the end but I'm not. Why ? I don't have what we called "satellite TV" at home. Luckily. Why ? Momma wants her children to focus on their study. When there's "satellite TV", there will be me AND there will be <span style="color: #cc0000;">no study</span>. Hell yes.<br />
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<blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">Open this<span style="color: #cc0000;"> </span><a href="http://www.kari-ngeri.com/" style="color: #cc0000;"><b>website</b></a> and see whether you can sleep tonight or not. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Open it if you dare. </div><div style="text-align: center;">You do, you bear the consequences. </div><div style="text-align: center;">If you can't sleep, it's all your fault not mine ? </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: black;">Deal ?</span></b></div></blockquote><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
I wanna know the location of mother monster concert.<br />
NOBODY KNOWS :(</div></blockquote>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-56257729263795302622011-06-23T19:07:00.001+08:002011-06-23T19:07:46.652+08:00Internet semakin hari semakin BABI. Kan aku dah mencarut. Router d-link memang tak boleh dipakai. Nak router baru.SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-47866644232784647552011-06-19T13:06:00.001+08:002011-06-19T13:09:25.824+08:00Happy Daddy 's DayNothing. I slept at 2.30 am last night. Doing Mathematics as I can't sleep. I woke up at 8.00 am. I didn't switch off my radio. So, it just kept playing and playing songs. Fly fm. Wahahaaa. <br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;">Happy Father's Day</span>. Daddy, I love you a lot.<br />
<ul><li>When I'm busy, you always <i>iron my clothes</i> and make sure <i>everything is in good condition</i>. </li>
<li>When I'm too relax, you ask me to <i>study</i>. </li>
<li>When I'm hungry, you <i>make me Maggi noodles </i>or go and buy food even if it's already midnight and you are sleepy. </li>
<li>You always <i>pick me up at school at the right time</i> except when my class is cancelled. </li>
<li>When you wanna go out, you always <i>ask me "Do you want anything, Aliah ? ".</i> </li>
<li>Whenever I'm <i>sick, you always take care of me</i>. You do <i>everything to make me happy. </i></li>
<li>You <i>made me a swing</i> at the mango tree. I used to play there but now that tree is <b>gone</b> :(</li>
<li>You always <i>ride a bicycle with me </i>around our housing area in the evening.</li>
<li>You <i>follow me everywhere that I go</i>, ask me whether I'm alright or not.</li>
<li>You <i>make me feel special</i> every day, hour, minute and seconds.</li>
<li>You always <i>try to make me feel safe and secure</i>.</li>
<li>You always <i>angry with me whenever I do something wrong</i>, <i>tell me what is my mistakes</i> and <i>advice me to change</i>.</li>
<li>You <i>teach me how to crawl, walk and run</i>.</li>
<li>You <i>nourish me with love and care</i>.</li>
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Dad, we are going to move soon. I hope all of our family members will gain new spirit and new knowledge there. Dad, thanks for everything.You have been a great dad for 23 years. I love you :)SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-62571661862842852922011-06-17T23:08:00.004+08:002011-06-17T23:10:47.573+08:00Internet lembab. Dah dua hari macam ni. Dahlah download brush pun tersengguk sengguk. Memang macam ni ke aku seorang je yang macam ni ? Esok ada tuisyen sampai pukul dua. Weeeheee, petang beli cat XDSaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-49038417896633035742011-06-15T18:25:00.002+08:002011-06-15T19:56:07.706+08:00Results :|<blockquote><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Bahasa Melayu - 83%</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bahasa Inggeris - 81%</div><div style="text-align: center;">Agama Islam - 92%</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mathematics - 94%</div><div style="text-align: center;">Science - 94%</div><div style="text-align: center;">Geography - 92%</div><div style="text-align: center;">History - 88% </div><div style="text-align: center;">Living Skill - 83%<br />
Arabic Language - <span style="color: #cc0000;">79%</span> (Hate yah !) </div></blockquote><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">My basics are not strong. I gotta do something to boost my memory more so that I can memorise more. Anyway, congratulations Nabilah for beating Ainul. Seriously, I'm really happy for you. Luckily, my momma just chill when I tell her my results. HAHAAA. Can't wait for the Open Day. I hope my teacher don't speak bad about me. I know. I know. I talk too much in class. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">Got a secret can you keep it?</div><div></div><div style="text-align: center;">Swear this one you'll save,</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Better lock it in your pocket,</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;">Taking this one to the grave :)</div></blockquote><br />
I wanna ask my momma to buy me a DSLR camera. Unfortunately, Arab ruins everything. OhBadA** ---.---SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-57410027269160570002011-06-14T19:59:00.000+08:002011-06-14T19:59:57.205+08:00Hello. Aku boring buat folio. Jadi, nah !<br />
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</div><blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> OKAY, DIA ABANG AKU. JANGAN KACAU, SIBUK-SIBUK MACAM DH KLON TU. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">SEMUA NAK KACAU. MENYIRAP JE.</div></blockquote>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8918058952947003805.post-12806979213706746232011-06-12T21:25:00.001+08:002011-06-12T21:25:52.770+08:00School Is InHello. Hello. Hello. Since the school is in, I got no time to rest. Hmm. Gonna be more tired after this. The big test is around 3 months away. I should get ready during this holiday but unfortunately the Internet, specifically Facebook and Tumblr distract me. Distract me to do something that is out of the range - play&type a lot. I'm weird of my fingers. When I play Facebook, my hands didn't ache at all but when I do some house chores my hands ache faster. My hands got work that he likes probably. Okay, leave this matter and move forward to what I wanna say next. <br />
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I can't wait for my mid year results. You too, right ? I really wanna see what's my parents reaction when they know that my results is not <i>shocking</i> at all - gonna get a few free slaps, I bet. Close my eyes and pray. I know you don't wanna read my blog because you don't even get what I'm trying to say over here. I'm like talking to the wall. A blog is like a wall. Fair enough ? No ? Okay, shut up. I've been pondering for like trillion times about what I'm gonna be in the future. Future scares me. Future ignites me - sometimes it doesn't all at. Future makes me keep thinking of how can I achieve what I want. How can I survive in this challenging world. How can I be with someone that I hate. Who is my next future best friend. I have to think for every single question that popped out on my mind. Think, Aliah. Think. Yes, I think big and that's what I always do.<br />
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<blockquote><div style="text-align: center;">There must be something that God creates just for you :) </div></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigbnbdSChq6i-b0KkCQxli1snDfCQpzwR1jnBp1s2ptzsjs5UcgHDbf4VUB0DhWa9feSAX4qNzz8K8fQ9X8_kRNAPWMPS827Z9_ZigLCuXngXc6g4A8lZISaIFwoCKQtxoObLGORjfPRyz/s1600/tumblr_lmntkyd34H1qzyd2oo1_500_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="280" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigbnbdSChq6i-b0KkCQxli1snDfCQpzwR1jnBp1s2ptzsjs5UcgHDbf4VUB0DhWa9feSAX4qNzz8K8fQ9X8_kRNAPWMPS827Z9_ZigLCuXngXc6g4A8lZISaIFwoCKQtxoObLGORjfPRyz/s400/tumblr_lmntkyd34H1qzyd2oo1_500_large.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>SaRahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04501048543058479760noreply@blogger.com