tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13053522050882639252024-03-13T12:17:53.696-07:00Create and InspireYou'll never succeed if your hands inside your pockets.Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-9118728372448805862019-12-11T00:44:00.000-08:002019-12-11T00:44:11.295-08:00RandomeHi.
It has been awhile since I visited my blog. And the thing is, I even forgot my blog url. Haha. I had to login my email then I can access my blog. I was scrolling down through my old posts, damn it was supper cringe. Why am I even like that? Pss, tbh, I don't know how to use this blog anymore. I used to know how to edit all the stuffs, and too bad I have forgotten all of it. I am writing here because I want to. I want to tell myself that I did well. Hey baby you survived your fyp all alone. Haha what would you do without yourself? Everyone has their own struggles, and support. As for me? Nah Im all alone. Its okay you did it. And I am so proud of you. Don't be afraid and keep going. So many chances are waiting for you. If you come back here a year later, just remember that you had yourself when you survived. Love you xxFareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-78147028598301649872018-02-07T05:24:00.001-08:002018-02-07T05:24:56.186-08:00Kill me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFendHhUq2tigMXYW9xsZ83dkXeWPYZZSkyn9O5zbXRfPneqX-Nd7ICmMyOU9KJFBWlt0nedp2xBDVcoMJJZ2AbIiNGdu9bJtxN3yJPaGz2W7UaywML9QHMqbFqu3gF_5ZDxxRlS5acsE/s1600/IMG_20180207_212355.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFendHhUq2tigMXYW9xsZ83dkXeWPYZZSkyn9O5zbXRfPneqX-Nd7ICmMyOU9KJFBWlt0nedp2xBDVcoMJJZ2AbIiNGdu9bJtxN3yJPaGz2W7UaywML9QHMqbFqu3gF_5ZDxxRlS5acsE/s320/IMG_20180207_212355.png" width="224" height="320" data-original-width="977" data-original-height="1394" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4FWErPCiTN_Ri8O-jPU80U1EWQZeJz4M6SP1rbbPUi35nnoR9uPDBVnWoSLWOTSx9Sp6qEhDqL-UWOzroAtsxtVaeVwZdxT5OKrdHmtF40PMrBQ4vucYk0eb_mfgyd24628lD3Rm1uQE/s1600/IMG_20180207_212334.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4FWErPCiTN_Ri8O-jPU80U1EWQZeJz4M6SP1rbbPUi35nnoR9uPDBVnWoSLWOTSx9Sp6qEhDqL-UWOzroAtsxtVaeVwZdxT5OKrdHmtF40PMrBQ4vucYk0eb_mfgyd24628lD3Rm1uQE/s320/IMG_20180207_212334.png" width="203" height="320" data-original-width="962" data-original-height="1514" /></a></div>Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-10102748885487579652017-11-27T06:39:00.001-08:002017-11-27T06:39:28.833-08:00She<center>There was this one girl,<br>
who was surrounded by her families and friends,<br>
nothing about love ever crossed her mind,<br>
she thought that is all the loves she need,<br>
she thought that is all the loves she want,<br>
from her families and friends,<br>
because she thought she is to young to be loved,<br>
to feel loved,<br>
or even to love. <br>
And this one girl,<br>
who never thought she is the prettiest,<br>
never thought she is flawless,<br>
never thought she is perfect,<br>
never thought she is someone a guy wants,<br>
her confidence and self-esteem never reach positive values,<br>
with all her friends around her,<br>
she knows she is the last person for guys to look.<br>
That is why she kept herself, and never open to any guys,<br>
and no guys want to reach her.<br>
Until this one day,<br>
she felt alone, she thought she was left alone, she did not know how to reach her friends, she thought all her friends forgot her.<br>
She challenged herself. <br>
To find someone, to learn how to love, and to feel love, from the opposite creation of hers.<br>
She found this one guy, who was a long-lost friend, and they contacted back.<br>
That was the beginning of all.<br>
She was happy.<br>
She was excited.<br>
She started to feel love.<br>
She started to be loved.<br>
She started to love.<br>
Without his concerns. <br>
She kept it all.<br>
But she did not ready physically and mentally.<br>
Something happened. <br>
She broke.<br>
She cried.<br>
She hurt.<br>
She tried everything to fix it.<br>
But nothing works.<br>
She blamed herself.<br>
She said sorry.<br>
She tried and wanted to make it right.<br>
But without realizing at first he was wrong.</center>Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-89069595179447175952017-11-01T07:14:00.000-07:002017-11-01T07:14:46.404-07:00NEWAssalamualaikum. Hey guys whaddup whaddup. How have you been? Weh,, its already a year since my last post! Oh my god i cannot believe i left my blog for such a long time. I miss you guys too! For anyone who have been reading my blog all the time, I thank you all from the deepest of my heart. I know you guys are missing me. So here I am, back to you guys. Duh, I am already twenty and ready to get married! Nah im kidding. No one wants me! Hahaha. Well, I was sad about the fact that I never have my first love till now! But I decided to love myself and spend more time on my own, family and friends. I tried to love someone, and find someone to love me. But it turned out no one loves me! Nah its okay maybe its not the right time for me to be clingy and sweet to someone. I have to focus on my degree. Yeah btw guys, I am in my second year of bachelor. Yup, I am taking engineering. Lol. So I will try to update my blog more frequent and I am sorry if I messed up my words. Its been awhile since the last time I blog. Till next time. Ciao!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx9ceUQF9c1bLu0maQ_L1gDdMoOkQwAud4EG30wpcOM2QakDHrzzxRPRpPqodaCPo5lcqLuAJYUzrXGgf3jJ6PkAcxA5eiJ5pKSK63WRCgoeepC1jempLiM9rOvFumQ2PlzrrhwvW049U/s1600/1149.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx9ceUQF9c1bLu0maQ_L1gDdMoOkQwAud4EG30wpcOM2QakDHrzzxRPRpPqodaCPo5lcqLuAJYUzrXGgf3jJ6PkAcxA5eiJ5pKSK63WRCgoeepC1jempLiM9rOvFumQ2PlzrrhwvW049U/s320/1149.jpg" width="320" height="240" data-original-width="1280" data-original-height="960" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlz3EgATZUoIi-xPABqzfO5fb_-Qrdd-s3dNuwA-MMjLHFyHo-hskTAIzy7z5FnGuE_Gw2GE4zx4wAzjP1pofOpVCJozFtJEcz8oqeOgwxSJhuIsHWCYE5YZjU7GaywT79ehaRr_hHWQ/s1600/1246.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXlz3EgATZUoIi-xPABqzfO5fb_-Qrdd-s3dNuwA-MMjLHFyHo-hskTAIzy7z5FnGuE_Gw2GE4zx4wAzjP1pofOpVCJozFtJEcz8oqeOgwxSJhuIsHWCYE5YZjU7GaywT79ehaRr_hHWQ/s320/1246.jpg" width="320" height="240" data-original-width="852" data-original-height="640" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1vc1Wmhm2luQsYL_VEIttJdERdRv_CL1RzAIot_ulpcLrcLnhlZ0v2hSSqtDPXjRi0R6SacjovDpuSEujXR5bl4u0QMWAyHlukUg1XhVpCUNIjqLUOYTXvVWRPOLaDSVImqXBnebVcQ/s1600/1247.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY1vc1Wmhm2luQsYL_VEIttJdERdRv_CL1RzAIot_ulpcLrcLnhlZ0v2hSSqtDPXjRi0R6SacjovDpuSEujXR5bl4u0QMWAyHlukUg1XhVpCUNIjqLUOYTXvVWRPOLaDSVImqXBnebVcQ/s320/1247.jpg" width="320" height="240" data-original-width="960" data-original-height="720" /></a></div>Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-45124398780057904732016-10-23T09:52:00.001-07:002016-10-23T09:52:43.914-07:00heartbroken (again)Assalamualaikum
Well hello there. Its been awhile since I updated my blog. And yeah i always come here for a reason cause my blog is always my diary.
Well actually I met this one guy, I won't tell his name since I respect him till now. He's really a nice and thoughtful guy. Actually everything is my fault. Its all my fault. Maybe we have some misunderstanding here. I dont like you or have feelings towards you or you're giving me hope. I told ya that im afraid that "I WILL LIKE YOU ONE DAY". Well maybe the way i said it wrongly or I chose the wrong terms. But no I don't like you thay way. I like you as a friend of mine. Well thats okay. I was apologizing to you like thousands time and you said its okay la just forget it la. And you said you were fucking okay and i thought you were okay. And the problem now is YOU ARE FUCKING NOT OKAY. You changed. You are not treating me like you used to. I know its my fault but YOU SAID YOU WERE OKAY. And now you changed and you are IGNORING me. And it really hurts me so bad that I cried. I cant believe I cried because of you but I DONT BELIEVE YOU DID THAT TO ME. YOU PROMISED NOT TO LEAVE ME ALONE. YOU PROMISED TO ALWAYS SUPPORT ME. No I cant believe it happening to me again. And now my heart is broken again. I donf think I can see your name. I know its my fault i admitted it but look how you're treating me. Im done. So dont contact me ever again. I shouldn't unblock you at a first place. Please go away. I dont need you. Bye.
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-75212069570997516602015-03-06T08:41:00.000-08:002015-03-06T08:41:03.692-08:00leftAssalamualaikum. Hey korang. Hmm. Hari ni kan. Hari sangat yang menyedihkan. Banyak kali juga la habuk masuk mata sampai merah mata ni. Hahaha. Aku hanya nak diaorang tahu yang aku sangat sayangkan diaorang. See yaFareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-20773277827673213552015-03-01T20:45:00.002-08:002015-03-01T21:19:10.413-08:00Challenge accepted!Assalamualaikum, semua. Sihatt? hahahaha. Alhamdulillah wa sihat je. Jadi, ni post pertama untuk tahun 2015. Lupa sesangat nak update. Hahahaha. Esok 3/3, keputusan SPM 2014 akan keluar. Memang lah dalam diri ni bagai nak gila fikir apa akan jadi esok, apa keputusan aku. Tapi, kita kena tahu, semua keputusan yang kita dapat, semua atas usaha kita dan ketentuan Illahi. Kita tak boleh nak mempertikaikan atau buruk sangka dengan rezeki yang diberikan. Mungkin, rezeki kita bukan dekat SPM, jadi lek brader. Kau bersyukur dengan segala keputusan yang kau bakal dapat. Kau tak akan mati pun kalau keputusan kau teruk. entah-entah, dengan keputusan kau tu, kau akan lagi menghidupkan diri kau. Allah tahu apa yang terbaik diri kau. Kalau kau nak menyesal boleh, tapi berpada-pada. Kalau kau nak menangis boleh, berpada-pada. Kalau kau tak nak bercakap boleh, berpada-pada. Kalau kau nak berseorangan boleh, berpada-pada. Kalau kau nak gembira pun boleh, berpada-pada. Jangan melampau sangat. Orang lain pun ada hati dan perasaan. Kalau kau tak berjaya sekarang, tunjukkan kau boleh berjaya kelak. Jangan lupa minta Allah panjangkan umur kau supaya kau dapat berja satu hari nanti. Jangan pula Allah panjangkan umur kau, dosa pula bertambah.
Sebelum ambil keputusan :
Banyakkan istighfar. Jangan lupa diri. Doa bebanyak.Doa supaya Allah tenangkan diri kita. Doa supaya Allah kuatkan kita untuk terima segala keputusan. Doa supaya Allah sabarkan diri kita. Doa supaya Allah memberi kita keredhaan dan redha dengan keputusan kita. Sebelum pergi sekolah, solat dhuha okay.
Selepas ambil keputusan :
Tak kisah la keputusan kau baik/kurang baik brader, semua tu Allah dah tentukan. Jadi, jangan lupa ucapkan Alhamdulillah. Kalau boleh, sujud syukur. Kalau boleh, solat sunat syukur. Kau jangan lupa diri. Lepas dah berterima kasih dekat Allah, jumpa/telefon ibubapa kau. Bagitahu diaorang keputusan kau. Jangan simpan. Diaorang berhak tahu. Tiada ibubapa yang kecewa dengan anak-anak dia. Ucap terima kasih dekat diaorang. Cium tangan diaorang. Lepas dah berterima kasih dekat ibubapa, jumpa cikgu-cikgu. Cium tangan diaorang. Cakap terima kasih sebab sanggup mengajar korang. Suruh diaorang halalkan segala ilmu yang telah diaorang berikan dan minta maaf kalau ada yang terasa. Lepas dah berterima kasih dekat cikgu-cikgu, jumpa la kawan-kawan korang.
Jangan ucapkan tahniah atas keputusan yang diaorang dapat. Ucapkan tahniah atas kejayaan mereka dapat menghabiskan SPM dengan baik dan ucapkan tahniah atas segala yang dilalui bersama dan ucapkan tahniah atas kekuatan mereka untuk mengaharungi dugaan dan ucapkan terima kasih kerana sanggup bersama-sama dengan kau meraih kejayaan. Okay?
Aku tak tahu la membantu ke tak, tapi aku doakan kita berjaya dunia dan akhirat. Kepada kawan-kawan aku, terima kasih kerana sentiasa bersama aku dikala susah dan senang. Lima tahun yang sangat berharga bagi aku. Kita menimba ilmu sesama. Terima kasih korangggggg.
See ya. Assalamualaikum.Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-36800484956336729212014-09-09T22:56:00.001-07:002014-09-09T22:56:07.142-07:00Hurts<p>"Attaching to one people"<br>
<i>is hurt</i><br>
"Having a best friend"<br>
<i>is hurt</i><br>
"Liking someone"<br>
<i>is hurt</i><br>
"Loving a boy/girl"<br>
<i>is hurt</i><br>
"Making a lot of friends"<br>
<i>is hurt</i></p>
<p><b><i>"I would rather live alone than getting hurt"</i></b><br>
</p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-58491105895133684732014-09-09T05:03:00.001-07:002014-09-09T05:03:37.361-07:00Free<p>Assalamualaikum. Yes!!! I annoyed him. And he seems to be annoyed with me so he will not disturb me again!!!!!! Yeahhhhhhh. And he spelled aku as aq. Ewww <u>no</u></p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-90834737725515372532014-09-07T06:43:00.001-07:002014-09-07T06:43:59.909-07:00<p><b>YA ALLAH MALU MALU </b><u><b>MALUUUUUUUUU</b></u></p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-91442430007771476432014-09-07T05:02:00.001-07:002014-09-07T05:02:24.454-07:00Weird<p>Everything you did to me are weird. Even when I told mimi about you, I felt weird. I don't know. Ugh please no. </p>
<p>"Hmm memang la kan memang"<br>
<i>"Apa najwa ni. Weirdo"</i><br>
"Ha apa. Hmm memang la"<br>
<i>"Hmmm weird"</i></p>
<p> Whattttt. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhh</p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-50976773157724820942014-09-07T00:03:00.001-07:002014-09-07T00:03:41.021-07:00No<p>"Yeap. Never in my high school life I'll like someone again. It hurts and just no. I should withstand this for only 2 months. Bye love"</p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-36451609196767204612014-09-06T08:21:00.001-07:002015-03-01T21:24:35.310-08:00Truth<p>"My feelings are never right"</p>
<p>Assalamualaikum. So. Ingat tak yang I told you guys about zfr. Yeahh. I knew something today. He have/had a girlfriend. Well I'm a bit moody today. Tetiba dekat kelas hari ni rasa pening kepala and tangan berpeluh. Yeah. I always know that my feelings when I'm still in high school are never right. So I'm fine cause I'm used to it. So bye zufar. Have a nice life and sorry for being a stalker in your life.</p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-47370123346823172812014-09-06T08:05:00.001-07:002014-09-06T08:05:00.592-07:00Sir<p>"Your biggest enemy is yourself"</p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-28265636919359802222014-09-06T08:04:00.001-07:002014-09-06T08:05:29.474-07:00What<p><i>"Kenapa ni najwa. Demam ke?"</i></p>
<p>STOP CARING ABOUT ME. JUST STOP. UGH!</p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-20270463423668894692014-09-05T22:19:00.001-07:002014-09-05T22:19:15.892-07:00-X-<p><b><i>"Feelings never right"</i></b></p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-26410616176931885882014-09-05T16:25:00.001-07:002014-09-05T16:25:04.063-07:00Nope<p><b><i>"</i></b><b><i>Bodoh handsome</i></b><b><i> tapi smoke. Reject!"</i></b></p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-64769858341250649632014-09-05T15:34:00.001-07:002014-09-05T15:34:13.120-07:00Night<p><b><i>"Dreamt about you following me on Instagram is never going to happen"</i></b></p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-16549212476635996142014-09-05T08:31:00.001-07:002014-09-05T08:31:24.271-07:00Janoskians<p>I'D NEVER THOUGHT EVEN ONCE IN MY LIFE THAT THE JANOSKIANS IS A GROUP OF SINGER. I THOUGHT THEY'RE JUST A STUPID GROUP THAT LOVES TO MAKE PEOPLE LAUGH. WITH THEIR STUPID JOKES STUPID FACES STUPID VOICES BUT DAMN HOT BODY. HAHAHA</p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-42466471690074854572014-09-05T08:04:00.001-07:002014-09-05T08:04:34.185-07:00Kenapa<p><b><i>"Kenapa semua orang suka ambil atau pakai barang aku? Terutamanya yang belum dipakai. Saya tidak faham"</i></b></p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-52585958319970065162014-09-05T06:18:00.001-07:002015-03-01T23:00:08.225-08:00Him<p><b><i>"Don't hope too much. It might break your little heart into pieces"</i></b></p>
<p>Assalamualaikum. So, TRIAL IS OVER. Or is it was? Hahaha it's confusing. Jadi saya disini nak cerita pasal seseorang. Nama dia Zfr. Kenal dia sebab tuisyen dekat ptiu sekali. Awal-awal tahun memang tak kenal seorang pun budak lelaki kecuali afiq. Tu pun sebab sekolah sama tapi tak pernah cakap pun. Masa masuk g9 tu memang tak kenal orang kecuali mimi farah dan ummu. Tapi lepak dengan mimi je. Start kenal semua orang dalam kelas tu bila mimi pindah g10. Masa tu memang sedih sangat sebab tak ada kawan. Budak lelaki first yang aku kenal ialah zfr. Apa pun semua tanya dia je sebab dia sebelah aku. Kitaorang start diskandalkan masa aku suruh dia bagitahu cikgu yang aku tak datang tuisyen sebab pergi kem. Since situ dah mula kurang cakap dengan dia sebab nanti semua mula la "eh najwa eh zfr". Then everything starts to become awkward between me and zfr. Rasa cam sedih. Then dia pindah duduk depan dengan afiq. Ya Allah masa tu rasa lonely and sedih sangat. Tapi nasib baik dia cakap "tak apa najwa. Kita okay je. Biarlah diaorang tu". Then things start to get more weirder for me. I keep trying to get his attention. And sometimes I'm feeling like a slut. But some feelings start to grow inside me. And I hate that feelings. I hope we're becoming good friends but I don't think so. And kadang-kadang dia macam bagi hope. Dia lah yang akan defend aku bila budak lelaki kacau aku. So I don't know. But I do know something. He have someone else. And I started to feel down. And I hate myself for being like this. We'll never have something between us. I know this is just my stupid feeling. And I'm just hoping that zfr is not to kind for me cause I'd prefer him to be like the other boys. Kalau dia teruskan macam ni lagilah aku jadi gila. Dan aku pasti yang perasaan aku ni tak lama pun. InsyaAllah.</p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-7178878344041854512014-09-04T23:05:00.001-07:002014-09-04T23:05:58.949-07:00Sabar<p><b><i>Penantian merupakan sesuatu perkara yang sukar namun senyuman bakal terukir di akhir penantian itu. Sabarlah wahai teman. Allah SWT mempunyai rancangan yang lebih baik untukmu.</i></b></p>
Fareisyahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12872063403133906155noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1305352205088263925.post-81016854346744097692014-09-04T05:35:00.001-07:002014-09-04T05:35:56.250-07:00Germany<p>Assalamualaikum. Soooo. Germany lost to Argentina with the score 2-4 last night in Friendly International Match. It's okay lads. I'm always with your upside down. Love ya :<u>D</u></p>
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kecuali kalau ko kahwin. Haaa gi ah kahwin tak leh berpisah.</p>
<p>Assalamualaikum. Hahaha what a nice introduction. Perpisahan... Sedih kan nak lalui saat ini. Walaupun pahit ia harus ditelan jua walau macam mana cara sekalipun. Penyesalan berlaku apabila ukhuwah itu menjadi lebih akrab pada saat-saat terakhir. Apakan daya, masa diberi hanyalah 9 bulan 4 kali sebulan 2 hari seminggu 6 jam seminggu. Ukhuwah menjadi rapat pada bulan yang ke-8. Apakan daya. Penyesalan yang tiada guna. Kini hanya tinggal sebulan sebulan saat pahit tersebut bakal tiba. Semoga dapat bersua lagi Balqis, Athila, Nurina, Ummu, Amirul Aiman, Amirul Iqmal, Ameer Umair, Ahmad Zufar, Afiq, Nik Zahira, Amy, Fatin, Fatimah, Adlin, Amalin, Zahra, Nadia dan juga yang terakhir, Solehah. InsyaAllah ukhuwah kita sentiasa berkekalan. Amin. </p>
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<i>I never want you back into my life,</i><br>
<i>You can take your words and now your legs,</i><br>
<i>I really don't care"</i></p>
<p><i>"I wish it I could be like the cool kids,</i><br>
<i>Cause all the cool kids they seems to fit in,</i><br>
<i>I wish it I could be like the cool kids,</i><br>
<i>Like the cool kids"</i></p>
<p><i>"Forget all these stupid little things"</i></p>
<p><i>"My head underwater but I'm breathing fine"</i></p>
<p><i>"All I wanna do just have the good time just have the good time"</i><br></p>
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