snowy+tag = frowning

it's hard to accept the faith..isn't it?Yesterday,my gaze remained fixed at one of my sis's cat named snowy..wondering why on earth she didn't want to fill her weak stomach. In my mind, i think she's going to die soon.today, just as i thought..late afternoon, sun was slanting through the windows, making the interior of my room stuffy..as i entered it,she was dying..and

several hours later..

she died with dignity..my mum and i were so enveloped with misery..i couldn't stand to bury her, so my brother did it..farewell snowy,who's the one that never ever makes me angry, never talk any bad things at my back..of course..grinning+ giggling..never let me down, never hurt my feelings and many more..oh, she drives me crazy right now..maybe after a couple of days, i'll be okay..

okay, lets turn into the tag game..really felt sorry to wafiy..what i did in my last post,it's just kidding..dont get offended..anyway, congratz become the pioneer of this game, if i'm not mistaken..and makes others blogger really participate it..i''ll join the game, maybe after you join it...you should answer yours first, then have a right to tag me..he4..

ding2..dong...ha4...shinee.(ngt didiy's dance(miss it

can't find da idea for da new post...
plan wanna sto dis blog..
nothing would stop me..rite?..
no ones care..
wanna be just like others..
having a blog as a medium to spread smthg about islam..
but
i tried to..but end up wit nothing..i think so..
beter i quit.. nothg to say..but i'm starting to luve jb..
#tjok xde kene mengene...ha4#

desire..

uhuk2...uhuk2..byk btol sawang yer..he4..mls r nk nk update blog nie..ntahle..rse cam mls dh nk truskn..erm..xtao nk cter pe..pasal englsh getaway??boringggggg...sume org nk cter.. ok la.. cter pasl hjt di hati nie..nth npe t'ingin, kepingin sgt nk beli bola bowling..xdele pndai sgt maen..nthle..smpi mimpi2 ag..cm dh kes berat nie..isyk2..tp...ble dgr hrge die cecah dlm 500..cm t'sentak gk r..tp ble pk2 blek, adk2 kt brg diorg ag byk yg mhl..b'jenme ag.. nak2 psp diorg 1200 dpt due..erm..biasele adk2..paw duet akk2 le..tp kt nk beli gune duet sndri...cume pe yg asek tmbul kat otak nie...adkh b'rbaloi???need your opinions guys...tq

rindu...

love them all...
evethough people could say that we are not siblings...(so variation)...but, nothing could change our chemistry...it's normal if we do had fighting...or make jokes between oneself..but all of that are the best moment that i could miss when we are far apart...

ntahle..

erm....bulan nie cm byk je cuti..ikutkn ati memg nk blek tiap2 miggu..
tp ble pk blek..kat umah, klo dh jmpe angh..memg x pegang buku...
tp ble duk lme2 kat glen nie..rse cm nk terjun je aparment nie...
erm..ble tgk org blek..nk study pon cm mls...dhle mknan mhl..perot nie xbleh control..
nk g jln2..kjap times square kjap midvalley kjap masjd jamek kjap sogo... lme2 pk blek xde pape pon kat kl nie..erm..abeh duet tmbg je..kan best klo sume kat dunia nie free.. so xde le ad org yg x brupaye 2 duk tpi laluan besi kat pudu 2 minx sdekah...kdg2 cian tgk diorg.. b4 nie kt pnah dgr org kate..wat pe bg duet kat diorg..tgk cm berupaye je...tp ble dgr crmh ustaz kat surau, die kate rasullah akn cube sedaya upaya bg ape yg die ade klo ade org minx sdekah kat die..ble pk blek..harta kat dunia nie bukannye ntk kt sorg.. harta yg kt ade nie pon hak org2 yg x mampu 2.. jd x slh rasenye kt hulurkn ckit duet pde yg layak...k

extra lessons..

~Bookworms are nerds?? I agree with that before, but as I read from the magazine early in this morning, I changed my mind. Recently, psychology researchers discovered that frequent fiction readers possessed stronger social abilities than the non-readers. They said, reading fiction could help enhance your social skills. Actually, I didn’t comprehend so much why they said so..he4.
*(grinning) so, the moral of this story is don’t judge a book by its cover but its price instead..he4.

~Are you aquaholic? If you always want to go to the ladies or gents every an hour, you are having a big problem buddies. Sorry to say that you are one of the aquaholic’s team. Don’t get offended. Aquaholics do exist guys. The conditions are when you drink over 5 liters of water a day and you felt uneasy when you can’t get a glass of water. So, just take around 2 liters of liquid daily. The moral of this is that, Math is crucial...

~It’s hard to believe someone, isn’t it? But, in certain condition you should. Last Friday, I went back home (Malacca) as I want to fulfill my precious time with my beloved mum before she performs her Hajj. So, I took a bus at the Pudu station, just like before but it doesn’t happen that way.. The story starts here..

*Monolog..The bus should be here right now..(keep looking at my late father’s phone to know what is the time now) I should by a watch..10 minutes early!! I taught I’m late..don’t panic2..read a message from zue whom the one that need to wait for the 2nd ktm..*grinning..(To pretend that I’m not miss the bus)

6.40pm..Should I wait or not..should I ? shouldn’t ? should I ? shouldn’t ? My mind stuck right now..A few minutes ago..There is a man, I think around 20s maybe approaching me..*don’t woo me..yuuh..

XY : looks like you already miss the bus..I just saw double-daker bus left and you are late for 10 minutes..

me: (showing face of disbelieve)..

XY : I can change your ticket but 5 ringgit for my kindness..Saya bukan ah Long..saya nak tolong..

me: *(His dialect. gotcha! I knew already he’s Kelantanist.) If you want to help me, no need asking me for the 5 rggt..huh..

XY : cmnile klo nk survive..

It’s hard for me to make a prompt decision..A lot of quest in my mind..rolling like a roller coster # can I trust him?should I wait for another 10 minutes?do I have 5 rggt in my purse? Is it the way how people want to steal my purse when I open my beg? Should I call my mum right now?nope..I don’t want her worry about me…Buy another ticket..oh! that could be expensive then..so with Bismillah and hope that he will get me off the hook..

Me : okay..

Luckily, it did happened just like he said and thanks to him. Even I don’t know his name but his face will not eludes me...and I heard from the bus driver that my bus left early..*mumbling..the driver should follow the schedules..huh..still,it’s not my fault..so the moral of this story is that make sure there’s some money with you..at least 5 rggt

~I’m wondering what she is doing right now.erm..I miss her...One thing I want to do is as I see her after a month and a few days perform Hajj, kiss her and clutch her hand like before..

~gud luck to zue for the incoming exam..

i'm back..

The sky is getting dark, and I glanced at my watch ( I don’t even have one). I’m exhausted, and I really mean it. I don’t know why the driver drives this double-daker bus too slow…seems that my journey begins at Johor..huh..2 hours and a half..it’s suppose to be an hour only if the driver forget all the traffic rules and exceed the normal speed..I don’t care all the rules and regulations as long as I reach my destination early than I taught..It’s already dark as I reach pudu station.. after performing solah, I keep forcing my legs to walk and take lrt…even I try to make my move a little bit fast, but still I can’t even have any seat to sit..huh..it’s okay,then. As I keep still in that cube(lrt), then I realized there are a lot of rules here. No littering.erm I never done it before. No food and drinks, erm.. I bring Mc Flurry before, once okay. No indecent behavior here…even the government attach all that sign, still I could see a couple are kissing in front of me..hweyk. As I make my step here, at lrt chempaka, I realized that my battle is not complete yet..maybe a little bit relieve. The relieve of finishing the speaking test.At least i have a good holiday, 4 days are quite ample time for me. Thanks to those wishing me good luck and keep on supporting me..thanks..Nothing would bring me down..