tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83961947705704014362024-02-06T18:15:44.833-08:00Ze Secret Life by Ja girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comBlogger110125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-41987824095284442542011-11-28T18:18:00.000-08:002011-11-28T18:23:16.850-08:00Destiny.<div style="text-align: center;">(Picture by me)</div><div><br /></div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjayk804UCag-0cJDrmPku9TKzd9bGgHEJmsVZF7L4f1NBGm0cv49a-KmRKH9wlURKtxJJM2J4uXEkYWBLHgu9uV5EnGRc4NCVH6BsK6OJHlWB0xrcJnoT-LM4IMggAJ2A8j5IiWfZ5RcXo/s1600/wow.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjayk804UCag-0cJDrmPku9TKzd9bGgHEJmsVZF7L4f1NBGm0cv49a-KmRKH9wlURKtxJJM2J4uXEkYWBLHgu9uV5EnGRc4NCVH6BsK6OJHlWB0xrcJnoT-LM4IMggAJ2A8j5IiWfZ5RcXo/s320/wow.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680236719884490738" /></a><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><b><br /></b><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(237, 241, 247); "></span><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><h1 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(237, 241, 247); "><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span">“Watch your thoughts, for they become words.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Watch your words, for they become actions.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Watch your actions, for they become habits.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Watch your habits, for they become character.</span></div><div style="text-align: center; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Watch your character, for it becomes your destiny.” -anonymous</span></div></h1></div></blockquote><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 51, 153); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; text-align: -webkit-auto; background-color: rgb(237, 241, 247); "></span></div></div>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-43883122455872587012011-08-26T17:12:00.000-07:002011-08-26T19:20:46.036-07:00:)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRLkGFDawAsd0lI_zd-GM6tbwHdZxj_D0_69FsSWY9S6Mkr0EOVp7I1eMEuEKjIjmfFBYj2nnB3va4q3zXwxAD3NIfRz4Ic5zXn1WMjHVYFSIzmyuTsW2HdBPMcSjM5w_a7_lQyYJ-0W55/s1600/_MG_9518.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRLkGFDawAsd0lI_zd-GM6tbwHdZxj_D0_69FsSWY9S6Mkr0EOVp7I1eMEuEKjIjmfFBYj2nnB3va4q3zXwxAD3NIfRz4Ic5zXn1WMjHVYFSIzmyuTsW2HdBPMcSjM5w_a7_lQyYJ-0W55/s320/_MG_9518.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5645322402993412610" /></a>
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<br />a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-48490205811767548892011-05-14T04:17:00.000-07:002011-06-02T00:36:09.829-07:00ScaredHello everyone.<div><br /></div><div>Today I'm too lazy to study so when I'm bored, I will post something here. So i've been thinking lately about my future. I am so scared about it and sometimes I just want to ignore it. When I saw many people just finished graduating but still can't get a job and if they do, the salary usually can't afford to buy a house or rent it. OMAIGOD I hope my future will be good and may the right path lead me someday, AMIN :)</div>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-30456010753689415682011-04-05T03:02:00.000-07:002011-04-05T03:07:32.860-07:002 days as a QM-er,You guys must be wondering what the hell is the topic right? Well it is about QUARTER MASTER. I am one of it for the NETBALL COMPETITION that had been held at Paroi. I am helping the teacher completing scores and everything because we were the tuan rumah. sangat syok ok! but tired ofcos. The winner for bawah 15 tahun : STAN (Sekolah Tunku Ampuan Najihah). Bawah 18 tahun : TKC (Tengku Kursiah College). Sangat hebat and both of them ialah sekolah perempuan. So this was my first experienced. sangat enjoy and hope will be watching it again next year. maybe! ok that's all bubye :)a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-22669581825386188382011-04-01T17:23:00.000-07:002011-04-01T17:48:42.811-07:00health conscious.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9iapnE39zkvcNOzKCPw8aXFdCUU8BmQr39vqsKyiSS4QQW4B6Lt468qWlJeIGjNxZjHP0iwOmqiNldQ_6kRSooJiUXpbblnfWEh-rnmaVzfAD0ULmAKorbCYUUNO3DpdkRkTGDAzwBbtB/s1600/images.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 169px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9iapnE39zkvcNOzKCPw8aXFdCUU8BmQr39vqsKyiSS4QQW4B6Lt468qWlJeIGjNxZjHP0iwOmqiNldQ_6kRSooJiUXpbblnfWEh-rnmaVzfAD0ULmAKorbCYUUNO3DpdkRkTGDAzwBbtB/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590781531529089778" /></a><br /><blockquote></blockquote><blockquote></blockquote>Today I'm going to make my readers be one of the health conscious because people nowadays easily get sick and die because of the sickness that we all didn't expect. Some of you may not know the fact that milk is actually good for only baby's bones and not actually needed by most adult. So here are some fact that I need to share with you guys here. <div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "><blockquote style="font-weight: bold; ">In one photo they have a picture of milk but it does not talk about milk. <span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span">It talks about how fruit may be good for your bones and about the body being too acidic</span>.</span> If you look up protein on Wikipedia, it says that <span class="Apple-style-span">milk weakens your bones</span>. Dr Hyman also says that on an article on Huffington Post about milk. Also people in some countries that consume less calcium have stronger bones. Milk is for baby mammals, not adults.</blockquote><blockquote style="font-weight: bold; "><span class="Apple-style-span">So it is better to get your calcium from orange juice and greens than from high protein foods.</span></blockquote><blockquote style="text-align: center; "><blockquote style="display: inline !important; ">kajian juga menunjukkan bahawa orang africa lebih ramai mempunyai tulang yang sihat berbanding orang amerika. Ia adalah kerana pengambilan makanan hijau seperti sayur-sayuran dan buah-buahan yang diambil oleh orang afrika berbanding dengan orang amerika yang mengamalkan calcium daripada protein seperti keju, susu dan sebagainya.</blockquote></blockquote></span></div>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-11232881037876819302011-03-31T22:52:00.000-07:002011-03-31T23:04:49.761-07:00"aku menyesal"topik pada hari ni. wait wait. nak buat suspen dlu.. drum roll please! jengjengjeng.<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>REGRETTING THE PAST.</b></div><div>as you all know, everyone i mean, THE WHOLE UNIVERSE must've been regret for something they've done from the past. especially about the breakup thingy. And what I wanted to tell you is I am in this kind of scenario so today I'm officially the regret-ers. I am damn sure that I'm still in love with TUT. which I can't tell you. just consider this as a secret :p. so I think this is actually HOW TO STOP REGRETTING THE PAST. so here goes,</div><div><br /></div><div>first, stop thinking about it.</div><div>second, get a new life dude.</div><div>third, pray.</div><div>fourth, do fun stuff with your friends.</div><div>fifth, tell to your heart that you want to forget.</div><div>sixth, throw away your feelings for him (if you still in love with your ex and regret about the breakup)</div><div>seventh, STUDY AND THINK ABOUT YOUR FUTURE cuz if you still can't forget the past, how can you survive in the future? think about it okeyyyyyy. that's all salam :)</div><div><br /></div>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-70928335723090918742011-02-26T12:56:00.000-08:002011-02-26T12:59:59.668-08:00tibe tibe rase sebak sangattt :"(<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(49, 54, 95); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; " ><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(49, 54, 95); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; ">O-k mungkin article dah lame korang korang sume bce. but dlm bnyak2 article psl kecintaan umat nabi Muhammad, aku plg sebak part ni. ntah xtau kenape. maybe becuz I'm just ABOUT TO BE RAJIN untuk membelek article2 skang ni. so, hayatilah! WOW.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(49, 54, 95); font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 22px; "><br /></span></div>Ada seorang pedagang minyak wangi, di Madinah. Setiap kali pergi ke pasar, dia singgah dulu ke rumah Rasulullah Saw, dia tunggu sampai Rasulullah keluar. Setelah Rasulullah keluar, dia hanya mengucapkan salam lalu memandang Rasulullah saja, setelah puas dia pergi. Suatu saat setelah dia ketemu Rasululllah dia pergi, lalu tak lama kemudian balik lagi dari pasar dan dia datang kepada Rasulullah Saw dan meminta izin, “Saya ingin melihat engkau ya Rasulullah, kerana saya takut tidak boleh melihat engkau setelah ini.” Dan Rasulullah mengizinkannya.<br />Kemudian, setelah kejadian itu Rasulullah tidak pernah melihat lagi tukang minyak wangi itu. Disuruhnya sahabatnya pergi melihat, ternyata ia sudah meninggal dunia tidak lama setelah dia pergi dari pasar dan memandang wajah Rasulullah Saw itu. Lalu kata Rasulullah Saw: <b>“Kecintaannya kepadaku akan menyelamatkan dia di hari akhirat.”</b></span>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-1557639517757282582011-02-15T21:52:00.000-08:002011-11-28T18:32:23.813-08:00form 4 atau mak org?<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><br />People always thought I'm U or form 5 or something. why? I DON'T HAVE THE ANSWER TO THAT QUEST. but, all I know is, I looked mature more than my age. bcoz teenager nowadays are so stylo and wears make up. They just look a bit matured.not a bit, maybe a lot. haha. But the point is actually, I really wanna have a baby! I'm waiting for my elder sister to get married. But it's no use to wait. how about, I go to an adoption center and adopt one cute lil baby sister. OMG WHAT AM I CRAPPING? haha I'm just falling in love with babies!!a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-23603937549736376102011-01-20T04:17:00.000-08:002011-01-20T04:26:17.195-08:00my blog has expired.bad news : my blog is LIKE so silent right now. idk why but I just don't wanna think about it. maybe it's tougher than addmath. DAMN. ok maybe this is the best reasons why, jeng jeng!<br /><br />first, I don't usually do the blog updating thingy. like I'm lazy to do so bcoz maybe updating blog is more complicating than writing a diary. (like duhh ofcos).<br /><br />second, I hate the so called BLOGWALKING. it's like a must to every bloggers because that's the only way promoting ur blog except you're famous like hanis zalikha, hana tajima, yuna and others famous bloggers.<br /><br />third, I don't think people kept visiting my blog. seriously. so I don't give a damn to it. thankfully ;p.<br /><br />so maybe this is the reasons why my blog is like a library. SILENT. nobody is keeping their eyes on to read it. so, salam everyone :)a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-47652707263835917262011-01-07T22:47:00.000-08:002011-01-14T03:46:20.690-08:00I'M HUNGRYYYYY!<div style="text-align: left;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">SO HERE COMES THE FOOD:</span><br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjts9ozzqOZWQgycdXcH7JMFBTAgtAaKG2VrrOMR7EHzz4NLe2S0s5fV9AsvaFz65UYkz-O3hzJXfqNSD3Oq97HmCubc8ts-OQgT8cDZ12Sxet-_uy2Yo4JnOWJekqE4IRrOrA9K7UKdT5_/s1600/1.JPG"><br /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQVXqEk6NHI2wtIGuh3I2DsohfXDzXpk1aV2NI1nlIYxR9HpbFNr5DihXb8H-2eFmSnMC3PFZQuGX8O1RkG83id7Oya1p-ZwP26TUz0dTEAwif8Am3sNcg2rS-qzFErj7V6JI_EcZjj5q/s1600/2.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWQVXqEk6NHI2wtIGuh3I2DsohfXDzXpk1aV2NI1nlIYxR9HpbFNr5DihXb8H-2eFmSnMC3PFZQuGX8O1RkG83id7Oya1p-ZwP26TUz0dTEAwif8Am3sNcg2rS-qzFErj7V6JI_EcZjj5q/s320/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559704271469674098" border="0" /></a>pada musim tengkujuh ni lah time plg SO CALLED RIGHT utk mempamerkan makanan2 yang OH SO DELICIOUS. wow! cmne, terliuh x? terliuh x?! *innocent face*<br /><br />anyway, seriously tgh2 ujan + sojuk ni lah buatkan aku igt time enjoying makanan2 kt deli deli new york dkt OU. :( and oso, mee sup kt kantin STEMZA yg slalu aku makan. like WAJIB pegi kantin cepat2 sbb mee sup tu confirm punye abes cpt. BAK KATE OM PUTEH, first come, first served.a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-5635331431207795832010-12-26T04:31:00.000-08:002010-12-26T04:48:13.754-08:00Alhamdulillah.My life had been so great this past of weeks and the first thing I need to do is : <span style="font-weight: bold;">PRAY TO ALLAH.</span> because of Him, I could create non-faking smile EVERYDAY. but I admit, I had an unsettled probs because if you're always happy, then you're not SO NORMAL. seriously! so, JUST smile even when u have probs. because WE NEVER know how much fun it could when we're just SMILING. I just started to make it as one of my habits. This justin BIBIR's song-U SMILE are specially for those who are in sadness and pain. :)<br /><br />SECONDLY, my heart becomes stronger nowadays. maybe my sister is right! she said if you're happy and getting more HEALTHIER, then your love for SOMEONE SPECIAL is RIGHT. and if he/she makes u MORE MISERABLE like, UHH XDE SELERA MAKAN. MANDI XBASAH. wth? then stop the relationship and just PRAY TO ALLAH and this is what we called the SPECIALTY of prayer :). WE THINK OF ALLAH EVERYDAY then He will always think of you. He will find you a good one. So just stop thinking about it and start to appreciate everything.a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-419550667220132212010-12-16T16:58:00.000-08:002010-12-16T17:31:43.809-08:0023?!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwpfPSPVnZyB_jZ6aLubWhIfFZQBDUJSo1KTYvpdcy-zed1h0S687k-wBRUac7wNM9I5_v-_fnD7qhWlpL483LCDuGYPyr8D3bYS0SpuZgycKwZiJ5yqfiJSJTzwYDac3Y-I9OSreWg6AB/s1600/digital-23.gif"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwpfPSPVnZyB_jZ6aLubWhIfFZQBDUJSo1KTYvpdcy-zed1h0S687k-wBRUac7wNM9I5_v-_fnD7qhWlpL483LCDuGYPyr8D3bYS0SpuZgycKwZiJ5yqfiJSJTzwYDac3Y-I9OSreWg6AB/s320/digital-23.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551452669200381394" border="0" /></a><br />Semua budak pmr this year msti tau punye ape ade dgn 23 nieh. OH YES, u got me! RESULT. wow. so sblm je nombor 23 nieh muncul utk bulan 12 nieh, baik korang puaskan diri have fun and buat anything yg boleh melupekan bile saat kene bebel2 dgn mak ayah sbb result teruk (kalo teruk). so just prepare! fuhhh. tapi for me, parents maybe xkan bebel but yelah, dissapointed gile kot. sbb all I want for next year is...iss....ISSSSSSSSSS :<br /><br />1st ; took sains tulen. yeah. ape boleh buat. yg tu je harapan aku. bcoz my heart says so. wow? haha.<br /><br />2nd ; bile org tye... jibah, dpt bape A? 8A JE. wow. haha. kn sodap tuh bile sebut. org dgr pon sojuk je ati jdiknye right? haha.<br /><br />3rd ; kalo xkene bebel, msti punye ah ati parents aku kecewa. mmg lah xnampak. but ade punye ah. kesiannye. 3 thun blaja tuh babe! wow.<br /><br />kesimpulannye, ape pon terjadik. whatever it iss, kene REDHA! betui. Allah lebih mengetahui ape yg kite xketahui. maybe it's the best for me kalo xdpt 8a. Dia dh rancang yg terbaek utk kite sume. okeh apeape hal, GOOD LUCK and jangan bersedih :).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTFIBL_H9meV9grLFkD-UadDY59D-pn6YAQHCrdMTT85cXEjhCkxr7ThPlzfETK1qN5tXj69Ar7HsCAaJfEA9v9T-UurR-AF6u6shPsuJ1ULFhqocUmqg2bCa_6b8jVt8_inAe4-3t-_Q/s1600/huu.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTTFIBL_H9meV9grLFkD-UadDY59D-pn6YAQHCrdMTT85cXEjhCkxr7ThPlzfETK1qN5tXj69Ar7HsCAaJfEA9v9T-UurR-AF6u6shPsuJ1ULFhqocUmqg2bCa_6b8jVt8_inAe4-3t-_Q/s320/huu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551457269712981682" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">(anyway, beginilah aku when CANDID yg superhypehappygirl bile nak dpt result nnti.haha)<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-36032044866945167832010-12-10T17:35:00.000-08:002011-08-03T02:11:58.439-07:00This is coooooooool<div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXxflrpuDjqByO5P3zgvHw3hD9om61AdYYFM7IOO2aAHeZlwdB8rB3MFSbDB6wuCZEvb3ukFWgWbh0S31k5i_aPOK2RHmOw0SkZYK9muuBBs9LgKJ2VSLyXGnoevkGeFCkV4B1DIXCnhyphenhyphenv/s320/Newmodelka11.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 274px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549232723340858866" border="0" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzeL0p0eQylWCwlgxTMrIR3ZMfMWrzG7CM1b8PYVF3IiRElIJJdhC_UftnuhfbSirLFSdNIPaO6I_eJ6xgE2Qyve3EWlkKeAT56mDZNxvOL7ECiqUXEkE6TuGlCAOk4FjT_tlLhg7JWUS9/s320/hehe.png" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549311348303316834" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjd2jwCN8iF8cW6784hbSkQlJCsddsnYhX_ou_H4ZP8rDjk_GqY-cW-O3ebyIE0pKlaQer8yuW00o4xmP2cspvdE6FoddqB_OFltV0s2J1HbWYngyXdOpflzC4PYYf48mH9A5dH9cpPeRH0/s1600/wowowowo.png" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><br /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br /></b></div><b>Let's start to pose like a model NOW girls !</b>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-6303542283008884222010-12-10T02:48:00.000-08:002011-08-03T02:12:39.620-07:00Webcamming in the car<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEVOdiQsdaAQunyqNs4M3l1-eQ2xprn_pTNz0iGcEVzx3zYvzjHXY0P1NYarYlTPCKQW1d7ZXKV-dbYwDAAqm2Myg-U-jgZXP0YyzjQBKKbTZJdE8xqOMKjjrwZ42BSNJcU-xW5ztv5X4a/s1600/Picture+070.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEVOdiQsdaAQunyqNs4M3l1-eQ2xprn_pTNz0iGcEVzx3zYvzjHXY0P1NYarYlTPCKQW1d7ZXKV-dbYwDAAqm2Myg-U-jgZXP0YyzjQBKKbTZJdE8xqOMKjjrwZ42BSNJcU-xW5ztv5X4a/s320/Picture+070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549005367436674978" border="0" /></a><br />aiman haziq ckp ;ikan keli !<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXQrw6lvhB3RKNgbL6wy5mg6qPM2LHOb4-KEw8CJSwFfR9VgFRe8F3nTGL2BZSbMLLQa7FfCqbQkWyqlC6yhxdSrfiB5jeVoEmFU1pN6bNiVWBjPhoQhUY_Qguke6JkP0a4Q5NTCb49Omp/s1600/4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXQrw6lvhB3RKNgbL6wy5mg6qPM2LHOb4-KEw8CJSwFfR9VgFRe8F3nTGL2BZSbMLLQa7FfCqbQkWyqlC6yhxdSrfiB5jeVoEmFU1pN6bNiVWBjPhoQhUY_Qguke6JkP0a4Q5NTCb49Omp/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549005357418725202" border="0" /></a><br />candid sehh aku<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtXAAL8-afYBMhOs83Cjw7ksl-ws4VIKyimacDkNDzxxONjS3hFSOXjwuKBs15jAL29H0gd9aAsqEq2NPWNOJH1ZkuSkphNi0QCENJCZkhgjyAbZnWxsadkNskT_aVPn7Gpznjns3fxDuW/s1600/Picture+068.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtXAAL8-afYBMhOs83Cjw7ksl-ws4VIKyimacDkNDzxxONjS3hFSOXjwuKBs15jAL29H0gd9aAsqEq2NPWNOJH1ZkuSkphNi0QCENJCZkhgjyAbZnWxsadkNskT_aVPn7Gpznjns3fxDuW/s320/Picture+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549005366061292290" border="0" /></a><br />ni habis control beb !<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEARXfOP9znC-2SNVE8eRl3p2eSdflbh2QfPl_b6EzlttUNnRCbGw_oo_N-laezLFs24lgoKxloXXxFBIbies7lvl5Dqd4-Ptnv90SFPkIHFouOtZUwnDNHOaYjMLl_WP8tPNlj5qeWq_2/s1600/3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEARXfOP9znC-2SNVE8eRl3p2eSdflbh2QfPl_b6EzlttUNnRCbGw_oo_N-laezLFs24lgoKxloXXxFBIbies7lvl5Dqd4-Ptnv90SFPkIHFouOtZUwnDNHOaYjMLl_WP8tPNlj5qeWq_2/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549005109797570546" border="0" /></a><br />candid part II<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaY6DpCqRXK97PFfY0powjKWhIpLVMtAN9wsKd6MKXxZa0V2Hssw_JlNCW9j01bdXXjAb-BH6SEOjOYN5IkkWgcA8LA1uosB1qqipyT0-NPE6BHWpuoexV6y45vJhCCud2KruXO801-BzJ/s1600/1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaY6DpCqRXK97PFfY0powjKWhIpLVMtAN9wsKd6MKXxZa0V2Hssw_JlNCW9j01bdXXjAb-BH6SEOjOYN5IkkWgcA8LA1uosB1qqipyT0-NPE6BHWpuoexV6y45vJhCCud2KruXO801-BzJ/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549004916412305026" border="0" /></a><br />Control part II<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLS7PxmV-KBWAoX345azeScJeNmx-0e-LEtOMQnJ51ZJFm1f1Mm2pIdX0RJgwtPdsH2-e8OL5XYjrwg0fZfT_3kzg_EdTywYdDSGpA9-sSTsGlZbmkILMFIxD8UffAZZXfuol1Tkpt7W76/s1600/2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLS7PxmV-KBWAoX345azeScJeNmx-0e-LEtOMQnJ51ZJFm1f1Mm2pIdX0RJgwtPdsH2-e8OL5XYjrwg0fZfT_3kzg_EdTywYdDSGpA9-sSTsGlZbmkILMFIxD8UffAZZXfuol1Tkpt7W76/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549005064281851218" border="0" /></a><br />lahhh last skali ngntuk sbb duk webcam jeh .smpai ke destinasi nye pon xgi ! :( zzzzzZZZz<br /><br />kesimpulannye ,this is my new hobby okeh ! repeat ;NEW HOBBY. sesape rse nak follow hobby nieh, charge laptop awal2 kt umah then online dlm kete.wow! haha byea girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-72662304344968435172010-11-23T19:54:00.000-08:002010-11-23T20:12:00.138-08:00Babe, don't worry :)When I was 13, I always thought being PERFECT is easy and told myself I have to be one of them just like those popular girls in my school especially the SENIOR. I started to make a move and do practice on how to be perfect like gonna have a NICE HAIR, NICE SKIN and NICE BRAIN. I just want people to view me positively and just throw away the negiteveness on me. But when I'm just about to be fifteen, I moved out to a new school. My mind just changed. I knew there's something wrong with being perfect. You've just controlled yourself like what malay said ; CONTROL AYU, CONTROL SENYUM, CONTROL MAKAN, CONTROL WTH lah and all that. You just can't be yourself and stucked with NOT YOURSELF kind of stuff. I know, boys are just love to see girls with AYU personality right? but wth man. You're not an actress that have to act as an ayu girl babe. You just gotta be a girl with a personality and that's what makes you SPECIAL. people see you differently. and stop thinking what people said about you. They just don't know you yet. fyi, THERE JUST TWO people in this world ; bad and good -my name is khan. so choose. that's all you got. 50 % with you attitude(good or bad) and 50% with you personality. so, this is what I ended up with, being me and DOESN'T EVEN CARE as long as it makes people feel GOOD. yeahh :)a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-35740160720599476562010-10-30T20:36:00.000-07:002010-10-30T20:45:00.060-07:00auwh auwh gedik nyee ;pyeah! this song is really girlish plus gedik right? haha. but I love it. I remembered, the first time I heard this song is when <a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000495927845">me</a>, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000877500989">dina</a>, <a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001341880045">awe,</a> <a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000852483084">syeera</a> and <a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000089386252">syarfa</a> have a fun time cooking at dina's kitchen bcoz we get so hungry. Dina lead us because she knows to cook. and fyi, bukan masak air atau nasi sahaja. hahaha. We started to make a playlist on syeera's phone. and she started to play OH!-snsd. it's a cool song dude! love it and give me an idea to put it in my blog~I miss that moment though, I know it's hard to hangout with you guys like that bcoz.....I don't know maybe you guys are just too busy. but hey,, I will make sure that moment will be coming back later on! just wait. HAHA. okey bye :)a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-48740663350690688932010-10-27T00:58:00.000-07:002010-10-27T01:08:17.388-07:00fourtography no more :(FOURtography is wayyyy out of the line. it's so like last year. but I'm sure miss those three cheeks babyy! hrmm :(. they just stop contact me and started to do ANTI-FARAH NAJIBAH stuff. what is going on here buddy? I thought you guys are old enough to think that what you guys did was a total CHILDISH kind of stuff. this is not an immature friendship here. I'm looking for a true and honest friends. not just when we're having fun but also when we're having bitter moments too. :(.. and I thought being so far from you guys means that you guys will be missing me and still making me like I'm special for no reasons.and I know, you guys have not even touched this blog right? but I hope god will open your eyes and knew how much I want you guys back just like the way we met. so, this is officially no more four. it's just one. it's just based on the name only. but the exact truth is, i'm the only one here and no more FOUR. :( bubye.a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-31930514239021973582010-10-24T00:44:00.000-07:002010-10-24T01:20:02.672-07:00OMG ! am I acting like a diva right now?this is a serious issue! I just fed-up with posers lately! I know it's normal to copy others. like duhh, ur just a regular person and so what if people been copying u all the time. ur not a diva or whatever. but I just can't stop thinking, don't they think it's lame to copy people? you're not just a looser but ur also some kind of a freak that has an obsession of copy and paste from others. be yourself dude! this is a big issue because if you keep doing it, ur just about to discover the creativity of others and NOT YOUR OWN. Teenager is the age of knowing yourself, then if you keep doing this, you just don't know the meaning of LOVING YOURSELF AS YOU REALLY ARE AND START APPRECIATING GOD'S precious give! think creatively! don't just stand there and being the next LOOSER. duh.a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-84763524371271248172010-10-13T03:13:00.000-07:002010-10-13T03:25:35.205-07:00This is what proper people did.<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfgxjd0XtoihnutB_WOD13R-FFxLVCNirgguICDq1u9lO8WRyVS7XUeYBIIGtjznPmndXyjwtZntaL8A_cGexTk-MR3eYb9h3OZW8aDETRewkRwsdyEHlI8KmqNVIw9UFRtpMWijsEC6vJ/s1600/Untitled-1.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfgxjd0XtoihnutB_WOD13R-FFxLVCNirgguICDq1u9lO8WRyVS7XUeYBIIGtjznPmndXyjwtZntaL8A_cGexTk-MR3eYb9h3OZW8aDETRewkRwsdyEHlI8KmqNVIw9UFRtpMWijsEC6vJ/s320/Untitled-1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527472941958380882" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />hey, what have u guys been up to this lately? i'm doing things called timetable so I will be a proper person not just in school but also at home. (eee nerds). haha anyway, this is not actually a schedule but it's a must to do everyday! like u MUST have to wear make up when u on a date or something. it's A MUST I tell ya. so i'm looking for someone to ask me to go swimming or something. I'm dying over for a swim! I want shopping too but I don't have enough $$. haha. and that's all and i'm too lazy to type anything everything something right now.<br /></div></div>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-64972800074533124582010-04-27T02:57:00.000-07:002010-04-27T15:05:26.666-07:00I'll be there, just wait.Long time no post. wait..it's a new record isn't it? heh. shoot. I will be taking the mid-year examination this may. pray for me guys. another months goes by and I am still waiting for my so called PMR. I will be sitting for it this year (as u all know). heh. and still, can't wait for the freedom that will satisfy me. so, what's ur plan after PMR guys? opss. Shouldn't I be asking about how to do well in PMR? heh. and congratulation to my old school, SMK TENGKU MIZAN ZAINAL ABIDIN. They won the speech choir for Kuala Terengganu Utara. I am so proud of u guys! I know u guys are the best. and speaking about the speech choir, have u ever heard of that? i don't and I never enter that kind of competition. it is choral speaking + choir. you're just adding a song to the choral speaking. best huh? I thought in Negeri Sembilan has a lot of activities and competition that will be held. but i'm wrong. and wrong. I'm so jealous of u guys there. and I miss being the little red riding hood. una's is taking my place in drama. I know u can do well girls. I know u can. heh. I miss Terengganu so much! Seriously, I never have this kind of feelings. I never felt thankful for what i've got there in Terengganu. and now, i am so regretted for what i've been feeling. I'm wrong. and I had done a lot of trouble and mistakes. I'm sorry. sorry and pray for me here. I want to success. and I hope u guys too. toodles.a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-43076393531488547772010-03-09T01:00:00.000-08:002010-03-09T01:25:47.521-08:00My baby dah sembuh..Setelah sebulan berada di wad kerana kerosakan, kini dia kembali pulih.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Thank you sis wawa and sis jaja for sending <span style="font-weight: bold;">the unwell dslr </span>to Shah Alam.<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />Perkara yang harus dibuat:<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Kena jaga dslr dengan sepenuhnya selepas ini. I will take care of you! always do.<br />Study makes perfect.<br />Menjiwai Photography dengan baik. (atas arahan sis wawa)<br /><br />I want to show you the difference between editing using photoscape and photoshop.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp40G5I0R9VP_D79nrhYRu5SDkjk4KlG0Dwnttj28F-yCSEI8uzUXlwOUYuzJ5nliD_Y0r4WQM_jj8YSsaPBb5N0Dn4bA1I7KtlIcZA-4hsMQQh4thnKc1cOMaMZEJBlPmJPFHuR9GD2U9/s1600-h/photoscape.JPG"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp40G5I0R9VP_D79nrhYRu5SDkjk4KlG0Dwnttj28F-yCSEI8uzUXlwOUYuzJ5nliD_Y0r4WQM_jj8YSsaPBb5N0Dn4bA1I7KtlIcZA-4hsMQQh4thnKc1cOMaMZEJBlPmJPFHuR9GD2U9/s320/photoscape.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446560960773068338" border="0" /></a><br />Photoscape<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho7zeImlTFlVaad2lUotyenOjHwXiJoOMB5bADG3BL4awUTO2MWDqpuebbysC2JTCQolgAVX_aGrMjiVf4-x600HiQ5D7w6fCLwupJgql93ETNQO2JXVksn8pM0_c2QX8H_mfoPgF5axWV/s1600-h/IMG_0109.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEho7zeImlTFlVaad2lUotyenOjHwXiJoOMB5bADG3BL4awUTO2MWDqpuebbysC2JTCQolgAVX_aGrMjiVf4-x600HiQ5D7w6fCLwupJgql93ETNQO2JXVksn8pM0_c2QX8H_mfoPgF5axWV/s320/IMG_0109.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446560970241326626" border="0" /></a><br />Photoshop<br /><br />It seems don't have lots of differences right? but I'd prefer using photoshop because I'm addicted to it since sixth grade.<br />Fyi, that is a picture of my home sweet home. gahh.<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><blockquote></blockquote><br /></div></div>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-1986368771881570192010-02-25T22:39:00.000-08:002010-02-25T22:53:14.422-08:00the life of a new school girl....in so called her new school. My personality had changed a lot. People judged me differently.<br /><br />What am I crapping around here? Plus, I'm back with more I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO POST. Exam just start to begin next week for the first time of this year though for mathematics, I know I'm not 100% ready for it. Neither for the form 2 nor the form 3. I can't help it! Pray for me guys.<br /><br />Fox's, I love u guys ok!a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-86612678522750468622010-01-23T20:00:00.000-08:002010-01-23T20:09:10.791-08:00here we go againI hate text books.<br />I am sick of it.<br />I mean it!<br />I have to start studying from now on.<br />NO! UGHH.<br />Here we go again..<br /><br />1.February.2010 : Chess competition. (wish me the best of luck shall we?).<br /><br /><br /><blockquote></blockquote>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-39581392809555964642010-01-16T20:17:00.000-08:002010-01-16T20:41:06.231-08:00Fact that cannot be accepted.<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><br />There are so many <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">girls</span></span>, and </span><span style="font-size:180%;">so few <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">princes</span>.</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"><blockquote></blockquote></span></span></div>a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8396194770570401436.post-29179626356817687892010-01-16T00:40:00.000-08:002010-01-16T20:49:20.758-08:00I was about to change.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3FYdugCE6XOo6HO3YiMiCIA2xSy2u1MUcGO8NJGI5PBCloOWOaaLJWqufAMAqwiTbfRby-e8wXzm7cu4eO381bq_tQCpWorePm3UQYyC5CYjeCq6OQ1kBTXjIoiy7hj0E_lFa9VydKkd/s1600-h/IMG_7944+copy.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjS3FYdugCE6XOo6HO3YiMiCIA2xSy2u1MUcGO8NJGI5PBCloOWOaaLJWqufAMAqwiTbfRby-e8wXzm7cu4eO381bq_tQCpWorePm3UQYyC5CYjeCq6OQ1kBTXjIoiy7hj0E_lFa9VydKkd/s320/IMG_7944+copy.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427272464759016450" border="0" /></a><br />Model : <a href="http://adorablefara.blogspot.com/">Kak FarahZoey</a>, <a href="http://lompatantikaman.blogspot.com/">Kak Yaya</a>, <a href="http://milkycheese.blogspot.com/">Kak Irah</a> .<br /><br />When u have nice friends, all you could do is be nicer and nicer every time you spent time with them, right? and this is not a problem to me at all. I can go through with this kind of situation I had this past of week. I have nice new best friends. Nice new school. Nice teacher. Everything are magnificently nice.<br /><br />I wasted a lot of times with my friends. the old one. I mean, the form 1. The word "hangout" was always in my dictionary. I almost hated being junior. I just want to pass the PMR and being sixteen as soon as possible. The most freedom age to me. I love boys! *oh shoot*. I love being pretty *almost insecure* and I want to do anything to make me pretty.<br /><br />Next year, I'm gonna be fourteen.It was the best year for me though I had to study more because my class teacher was pushing everyone to do better on all subject especially her one, English. I don't have much troubled about the English one. The senior told us about her. She is not as bad as it told. She just care about us that's why she always get burst off every time we do thing she don't really like. I remembered the tiny little thing she hate was when she seen something called rubbish on the floor. Even as small as the eraser or pieces of small paper. She will be more fiercer than ever, seriously! Only god knows how I felt. Maybe everyone's feeling were the same as mine that time on. But at the end, she was still our most favourite teacher! The one who taught something that seriously I don't know especially about teacher's feeling.<br /><br />So far, I was not being a good friends. I hate one of my own classmates. I tell bad things behind them. I hate school.Being pretty and insecure was only in my mind. That two words makes me feel miserily miserable! I just want to attract boys around me. How immature I am. Selfish. Dumb. Foolish. Disgustingly Brute!<br /><br />A year passed by and I learned something from the past two years. The best person is the one who makes mistakes, learn from it and never do the same mistakes again. I met some friends who were bad, stunning, nice and what miley cyrus said, nobody's perfect. Even the Miss World makes mistake, right? Thanks to Anis and Fatin. They inspired me to write this post. They gave me love that none of my old best friend had gave to me. They treat me nicely as good friends does. Appreciation from my heart! I love you guys! Thank you for everything. Thank you for showing me the meaning of "true friend".<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXxqcSbA_tL4yDgVvQY11W6QByWXla-0xyLTCgCkPT5IcJ3oilbrrUpIDtD2jvI12nsOaB6p8zGCWpUr5jjrZgSlZhwT8e9AonQPhe88a0dF9XSBvOlRufr8mhUM8KjMM-Q-8yTz69gnjH/s1600-h/me.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 220px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXxqcSbA_tL4yDgVvQY11W6QByWXla-0xyLTCgCkPT5IcJ3oilbrrUpIDtD2jvI12nsOaB6p8zGCWpUr5jjrZgSlZhwT8e9AonQPhe88a0dF9XSBvOlRufr8mhUM8KjMM-Q-8yTz69gnjH/s320/me.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427565995915193826" border="0" /></a><br />ze secret life's owner.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd_PxdY9n6CWN-AdvfFu_cwbWDbvfmZ2QU08jO0E0EttZLgrRhdxMXAi2Ecj1rXw84TmXIgcS4MnUvel5-X8M2fgKTiJN20SpskDMAZuQzoKQF1L6UxlTMj8-Tg_oe4kd3QCNpqbMChJnJ/s1600-h/m_10d5b56d83f4d62ece1a00f20d9ade81.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhd_PxdY9n6CWN-AdvfFu_cwbWDbvfmZ2QU08jO0E0EttZLgrRhdxMXAi2Ecj1rXw84TmXIgcS4MnUvel5-X8M2fgKTiJN20SpskDMAZuQzoKQF1L6UxlTMj8-Tg_oe4kd3QCNpqbMChJnJ/s320/m_10d5b56d83f4d62ece1a00f20d9ade81.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427268958090072658" border="0" /></a><br />Anis.<br /><br />*No fatin's picture*a girl, seriously! photography; my lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13830546579962194772noreply@blogger.com