Eeerrrkk!!

BAPAK!! 1st time wat blog ni..

wa maen taram saja haaaa..

idea pun tak bangkit dr tido,,mcm2 hal!

 duk ngn mmbe2 mmg best..

ENJOY2!Tapi mak pesan jgn la enjoy2,,nnti tesalah langkah..

takpe,,mak jgn risau..nurul akn jage diri nurul..kasi pasang itu kuda2..

Peehhhh!! homesick! homesick!!

adik-adik,,akk da rindu arif&ally sgt2 ni..t,,akk balek pelok ciom akk ye??

katil,tilam dan bantal! nnti kan kepulangan ku pada 6hb sept..

rakan2 di joho bahlu gak! 8hb kte berbuka same ye..nantikan!!!

1september??? ade ape eak?? harap tak kena baleng telo+air longkang..amin!!!

oren & hijau,,baju kurung raye pd tahon ni..ceria2 dipagi raye!

wtf!!!!! ape ak bebel..dah2!! sadap!! sadap!! omegod!! HAHAHA!!

 

keluarga

Mari ak bcerita tentang keluarga..
RASHID BIN IDROS ayah
ROSZIELAH BT ISHAK emak
NURUL NADZIRAH aku
MOHD RAZEZ FIQRI adik
MOHD ARIF RAFIE adik
MOHD ZULFAZLI adik


AYAH

Bapak ak ni ex-army..

hehe,,tegas & garang orgnye..

mmg tak bole nk ckp pe r..

da puas da ak kne tibai,pnyepak ngn bpk ak ni..

salah ak gak! sape suh degil ouh..

tapi,,tak pe..dgn kgarangan dye tu dpt gak ngubah ak jd mnusia..

lau tak prangai ak da tahap cipan da..

tp,,dye mmg the best!

penyayang de!

dulu ak kecik2 dye byk ngaja ak memancing ni..

dye mancing mmg pavo gle.

haha!sayang ayah!!

EMAK

oh! kau la ratu hati ku..

becerita pasal beliau lak..

Huhuuu..

mak yg palng the best! lau tak ak tak idop kat dnie ni..

biar pun dye suke bleter,,cubit2..

namun ku tetap syg dye..

skpale lak ngn ak suke mrayap..

die la mak ak,,die la akk ak..

umo tue,,,jiwe tetap la mude..

sayang beliau!

ADIK-ADIK

Sayang diorang mcm ak sayang nyawe ak sendiri..

=))

Friendship is like a flower!

friendship is like a flower

                                                         Friendship is like a flower

                                                                                glowing in its glory

                                                                               each in every seeds

                                                                              telling its own story

                                                                                     

                                                                           as each flower blooms

                                                                      and then continous to grow

                                                              more of its strength and knowledge

                                                                             continous to show

                                                                                  

                                                                               and like a garden

                                                                          it blooms much more fair

                                                                          when carefully tended

                                                                               by does who care

                            

                                                                               once in a while

                                                                           u come across a friends

                                                                        who is beutiful as a flower

                                                                                  ith a good heart to lend

     

                                                                            so,,i picked this flower

                                                                                and pull it apart

                                                                            and soon all its pieces

                                                                               grew into my heart

                                                                               but what i realized 

                                                                       is that this flower that grew

                                                                         was not leaves and petals

                                                                               but pieces of u

                                                                           ur love and kindness

                                                                           ur strength and power

                                                                            have helped me grow

                                                                         into my own little flower

                    

                                                                      and now with our friendship

                                                                                 i'll never let go

                                                                            and we can help others

                                                                              to flower and grow...

tentang saye???

aku tak suke bercerita tentang dri sendiri.bia mereka yg mnilai kite,,baek burok.
bia mreka yg mkn asam garam dr kite,yg mngaja kte.
mreka lebih tahu,kelemahan diri kte.
tak mngharapkan sebarang pujian dr sesape.
bukan kebanggaan yg ak mahukan.
bukan darjat yg ak pndang.
bukan harte yg ak lihat.
argghh!! shit!! da tak de idea la samdol!!
sambong laen ari.....