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Tuesday, September 30, 2008

hafizah meor osman


dear fiza,
to meet u is to maturing myself.
to know u is to advising myself.
to have u is to loving myself.

dear fiza,
i never thought knowing u will helps me growing.
i never thought meeting u will teaches me patience.
i never thought having u will makes me appreciate myself more.

dear fiza,
i may be not good enough compared to ur kindness.
i may be not a perfect friend enough as u be mine.
i may not be kind enough to be ur good friend.

dear fiza,
thank u for listening to me whining.
thank u for care for me when im down.
thank u for easily amuse me.
thank u for always be there for me.

dear fiza,
hope to dive with u in our ups and downs.
hope to grab each others' back everytime we stumble.
hope to dance with u everytime im listening to music of life.

friends are forever as i never throw them no matter good or bad they are
xoxo
 

Monday, September 29, 2008

selamat hari raya, everyone

currently im listening to suasana hari raya by anuar and ellina.

ermm..in other 2 days will be the very riangria day for all the muslims. but does we really appreciate it? or at least we know why are we celebrating hari raya?

hari raya? duit raya? bunga raya? visiting relatives and friends? eat kuih raya? sembahyang raya? baju raya? kasut raya?

yes..every year we celebrate hari raya with new clothes, new everything..its like a GREENLIGHT for us to buy everything we want "for the sake of hari raya"..

and i dont know wtf am i crapping here...its just my hari raya now is not the same as my hari raya when i was young-er...on that time, families are around you but today, families like millions miles away (eventhough u're living on the same block)..and peoples are busy with their lives..im not blaming life but we have to agree that each lifestyles change the way we are..

so, enjoy this hari raya to the fullest and put family first..



SELAMAT HARI RAYA
MAAF ZAHIR BATIN TO ALL OF U

Sunday, September 07, 2008

she called me and apologised

this post is bout her again, the girl that i mentioned in my previous posts.

she called me this very morning and apologised for all those mess..
apologized accepted..
means, case closed?
but if i hear my name again, there's no second chance..


p/s : i dont really like to kutuk2, gado, or musuh2. luckily im a cool person
am i? ;P

Friday, August 29, 2008

happy 51st birthday malaysia

MERDEKA!
m-e-r-d-e-k-a...does anyone of us really understand the meaning? either myself. for me merdeka is when i go out celebrate-partying the eve-night anywhere with friends, saying merdeka to each other, go home at the early morning and sleep like a pig (cos its holiday). i dont really bother when, why, how, what is merdeka! maybe because im living in a modern-tech world. hey! please dont misunderstand what im trying to say here. dont tell me that u're so patriotisms and say "bloody shit this girl know nothing bout merdeka!". say whatever u like but i bet u dont really know what is merdeka too. youths love to party so do i. that is the only reason why there are so many events and parties on merdeka eve. as i grow up, slowly i can understand that merdeka have a huge meaning actually. so, im trying to appreciate merdeka now. so, how bout u guys? what does u define MERDEKA?

look at them, fight and living uncomfortably for the sake of the country.

when we starting to feel unsafe to live in our country, living in fears, the bombs are everywhere, people killing each other, no mercy, we left out alone, families and friends are leaving us to safe themselves, when we cant trust no one, country taken by others, no food, no drink, no home, no clothes, no freedom, no party...until then, are we realised that all this time we had neglected our country
(although we always said we love malaysia,but what does we contribute?).

adakah masa tu baru kita nak hargai kemerdakaan dan negara malaysia?
as a malaysian, i must say im proud to be one. but are we truly, fully, sincerely proud? at least, i'd never ask myself why am i not an any other citizen?
we're all grown up. think yourselves.
i better stop the craps here.

xoxo

Tuesday, August 26, 2008

empty + bored = die

bored makes me empty. fullstops.
empty makes me bored. second fullstops.
empty and bored can kills me.
any other way to keeps me alive?
* i need happy pills..anyone?

xoxo