My form 3 friends :) [2011]

My bestfriend/awek/girlfriend/wife/daughter.[pick one ;p]

Syaza AmilA

She's sporty and strong

She's kind and kind

She's gedik but not too much. 

She's the perfect friend for me. :) 

Thanks Syaz for being my friend....luv u beb!

My baby!!! 

Aina NUrazlina!! 

mUahhahaha! 

Cute and cuddly

Short but tall. 

Happy go lucky. 

Missing her so much!

Love to talk crap ... =.='

 

Another 'Aina' in the group.

Her name... Aina Rafiqah..

My awek too.. hehe

Kind and nice. 

Wise [ececeh haha]

I have nothing more to say 

except that she is 

AMAZING! hehe

As you can see.

Cumel kan?? 

HEhehehe 

SHe's kind and fun

And funny and she confused me.. hohoho

not sure why I said that but who cares. :P

Dear friends,

You guys are the best, and always will be in my mind. Even though I'm one year older [ehem], hehe I think I'm no difference than you guys hek hek hek.. 

Oh and the same thing about you guys are, you're SMART! Good luck for your PMR this year.. :P Luv you and lots of hugs and kisses from me forever. muahahhaha!

Your Mother.

Enjoy this beautiful song  that I heard since I was young. :)

LOL

I have nothing to say except that I missed my friends in SMKS4, and now they're not there either. Most of them went to SBP or MRSM or Technique schools. Seriously I missed them. My life at SMT Sepang is fun, but tiring. My mom said tired is normal in boarding school. Ok, now I'm out of idea what to say.. what everlah. For now, good bye. :)

Freedom By Helen Hunt Jackson

What freeman knoweth freedom? Never he
Whose father's father through long lives have reigned
O'er kingdoms which mere heritage attained.
Though from his youth to age he roam as free
As winds, he dreams not freedom's ecstacy.
But he whose birth was in a nation chained
For centuries; where every breath was drained
From breasts of slaves which knew not there could be
Such thing as freedom,--he beholds the light
Burst, dazzling; though the glory blind his sight
He knows the joy. Fools laugh because he reels
And weilds confusedly his infant will;
The wise man watching with a heart that feels
Says: "Cure for freedom's harms is freedom still."

You can never be replaced.

I'm not sure why. Usually when my friends ask  me what kind of boy I like, I just said I don't know. Since we've not been friends anymore, my answers changed. I always related it to you. Everything have to be something about you. I hate it. It makes it more difficult to forget you. You left me and don't want to be my friend anymore. I don't know why you did that and what they told you, but you are the one 'boy' friend that I can tell you everything. Anything that will upset me, you know it. haha. I know you more than you know me. I know that you're nice in the inside, but you let your ego take over. I always smile when people told me that you are the meanest boy they've ever met, because I know that it isn't true.

But I'm afraid of you too. I know when you hate someone, you'll hate them more than anything. Once you hate, your heart will be blocked forever and nothing can change that. I know when you hate that someone you will bully them till they cry, you will take their miserable tears as your own pleasure. I know.. but when you had the chance to do those things to me, you didn't. I thank you for that. Thank you for being my friend and ex-friend. Thank you for everything. :)

Every morning.
I open my eyes.
I think of two things.
1) Allah
2)him
He who haunts my mind since my departure.
He who I left behind as  my enemy.
He who once been my secret friend
my walking diary.
I thought
If I went to someplace far
and doesn't look at his face anymore
that I will forget him.
But it became worse..
The minute I look at other boy's faces,
I thought of him.
I used to tell him everything that goes in my mind.
It turns out that he is not a  very good diary.. :(
He betrayed me by broking our friendship.
But I still liked him, because he still kept his promise for not telling my secrets away.
I cried for him
I'll be with him if he needs help.
If he needs company.
By the time he needs those,
it may be too late.
He may have someone else.
And I,
alone forever.
I missed him so much..
The way he talks. He's so kind..

P.S> Dear You, if you read this, I hope you'll understand my feelings. I hope you realize what you've done. This may be the end of our friendship to you, but for me it's not. Note to yourself, I will always be here even if I'm not wanted. Call  me if you need me. Thank you for being my friend. :)