me. myself. i . agree

I know that your heart has been so heavy baby
Tryin' to find peace of mind
Thinkin' 'bout him all the time
You gotta clear those guilty feelings baby
Gave him everything you had
That's the cause for feeling bad

Girl, I know you
You're too strong to
Let a man who don't understand
Turn it 'round on you
So don't take all the weight
You can still be who you wanna be
If you have it in your heart

Know what you want
Don't let him break your heart
Don't let him trick you into
Thinkin' that it's all your fault
Cuz you've got a right baby
To want a love
Who will be anything and everything
Anytime you want

I understand your frusterations lady
You've been there far too long for
Him to ever treat you wrong
Now you gotta learn to live for you, lady
Let your mind be inspiration now
Cuz your heart alone won't do

Baby, it's no how, and no way
I would never make your heart break
Never let you go astray
Girl you deserve the very best that love has to give
I will put up a fight, I'll do everything right
As long as I live, I'll give all I can give

for she; the broken heart...

Masa berlalu
Tanpa kau menyedari
Percintaan yang kau dan dia bina
Hampir terlerai
Apa salah nya
Kau buat dia begini
Dalam dilema
Di antara jalan derita
Tidak pernah ku duga
Ini semua terjadi oh.. oh...
Janganlah engkau
Menghancurkan segala
Setelah lama
kau dan dia mengharungi bersama
Usah biarkan cinta kau dan dia yang suci
Di lambung ombak
Karam di lautan berduri
Hanya satu pintaku
Moga kau menginsafi
Semua ini...
Telah banyak yang dia beri
Sejak dulu lagi
Pengorbanan tiada pernah jemu
Hanyalah Tuhan saja
Bisa menentukan semua
Kesabaran dia menantimu

...dia tetap memaafkan Dan berdoa kau kembali Sebelum dirinya melangkah pergi...

sorry for your side and ...

You said you'd be there for her

In times of trouble when she need you and she're down
And likewise you need friendship
It's from her side pure love but I see lately things have been changing
You have goals to achieve
But the roads you take are broad are heartless
That wants you make another way
You throw stones
Can you see that she is human.she breathing
But you don't give a damn

Can you feel her heart beating
No no no...you don't

i never been in your shoes darling...

Can you feel her heart is beating
Can you see the pain you're causing

Blood blood blood...blood is rushing

And now the world is asleep
How will you ever wake her up when she is deep in her dreams, wishing
And yet so many die
And still we think that it is all about them
It's all about you
You sold your soul to the evil and the lust
And the passion and the money and you
See the same ones die, people hunger for decades
Suffer under civilized armedrobbers, modern slaveholders

Evaded, eliminated, erased, interrogated
Our tradition, our love for our fellow countrymen,
Our property, our resources - our pride

Can you feel her heart beating
No no no...you don't

terbang

yesterday has gone,tommorrow will take care of itself...

pmresult
........

huzaifahzolkeply dan famirrah zabidin sangat gementar dan ketakutan menunggu keputusan yang akan keluar dalam masa 1 hari sahaja lagi.untuk mereka,doa doa la agar huzaifahzolkeply dan famirrah zabidin berjaya ya.beliau berdua mengharapkan sesuatu yang 'wow' untuk mengalahkan dia di sana.

p/s; 8A

HE always here when we need HIM

she,me and her wonder
we wonder when...this gonna change and over...

we wonder how...the result going to be...

she wonder which... side should we follow...

everyone wonder what...going to happen after this...

... everything would get better soon ...

Sekeping hati dibawa berlari
Jauh melalui jalanan sepi
Jalan kebenaran indah terbentang
Di depan matamu para pejuang
Tapi jalan kebenaran
Tak akan selamanya sunyi
Ada ujian yang datang melanda
Ada perangkap menunggu mangsa
Akan kuatkah kaki yang melangkah
Bila disapa duri yang menanti
Akan kaburkah mata yang meratap
Pada debu yang pastikan hinggap
Mengharap senang dalam berjuang
Bagai merindu rembulan di tengah siang
Jalannya tak seindah sentuhan mata
Pangkalnya jauh hujungnya belum tiba

god love

Sedamai taman firdausi
Limpahan kasih sayang sejati
Seharum semerbak kasturi
Mengharumi hidup insani

Indahnya damainya
Keluarga yang bahagia
Itulah idaman impian setiap insan
Yang dahagakan belaian
Serta kasih dan sayang

Ketika insan lain berbahagia
Bersama keluarga
Namun kita masih meniti
Titian rapuh perhubungan

Mengapa kita terpisah daripada rahmatNya
Mungkinkah kita seringkali melupakanNya
Ayuhlah bina semula
Keluarga diredhai Allah

Oh ayah oh ibu dengarlah rintihan
Dan luahan hatiku yang dahaga kasih
Jiwaku merasa terseksa ketandusan kasihNya
Marilah kita bina bersama-sama
Keluarga bahagia

its her birthday

Every year, once a year
There is a special day
A happy, happy holiday
That's filled with love and cheer
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Happy birthday to you
Now we get your name and we wish you the same
Happy birthday to you!

...huzaifahidayah...

what?

22 december 2009;result pmr;big day

pulang

me said

"I entered the room
Sat by your bed all through the night
I watched your daily fight
I hardly knew
The pain was almost more than I could bear
And still I hear
Your last words to me."

she said
"Always heaven is a place nearby
So I won't be so far away.
And if you try and look for me
Maybe you'll find me someday.
Heaven is a place nearby
So there's no need to say goodbye
I wanna ask you not to cry
I'll always be by your side."

me said
"You just faded away
You spread your wings you had flown
Away to something unknown
Wish I could bring you back.
You're always on my mind
About to tear myself apart.
You have your special place in my heart."

besar periuk nasi,besar juga keraknya,tapi kalau pandai masak nasi,tak ada la keraknya...

Perjalanan ini terasa sangat menyedihkan
Sayang, engkau tak duduk di sampingku kawan
Banyak cerita yang mestinya kau saksikan
Di tanah kering berbatuan
Tubuh ku terguncang di hempas batu jalanan
Hati tergetar menampak kering rerumputan
Perjalan ini pun seperti jadi saksi
Gembala kecil menangis sedih
Kawan coba dengar apa jawabnya
Ketika ia ku tanya "Mengapa?"
Bapak ibunya telah lama mati
Ditelan bencana tanah ini
Sesampainya di laut ku khabarkan semuanya
Kepada karang, kepada ombak, kepada matahari
Tetapi semua diam, tetapi semua bisu
Tinggal aku sendiri terpaku menatap langit
Barangkali di sana ada jawabnya
Mengapa di tanahku terjadi bencana
Mungkin Tuhan mulai bosan melihat tingkah kita
Yang selalu salah dan bangga dengan dosa-dosa
Atau alam mulai enggan bersahabat dengan kita
Coba kita bertanya pada rumput yang bergoyang

.salji singgah lagi!

.kami pun akan singgah.sabar ye=)

.united kingdom.

by norma fox mazer;fatin amirrah

At fifteen, Rachel is a worrier. She worries about whether her family understands her, whether her friends like her, and whether she'll get her first kiss before she turns sixteen. And she worries about whether she can handle having a real boyfriend if he does come along.
But it takes a dying old man -- her grandfather -- who has never been easy for anyone to handle, to show Rachel she has very special abilities. With love and compassion, she reaches the heart of an old tyrant who has always been unreachable. And in so doing, she comes to a better understanding of her family,

her friends, and herself.

He could be any man, any respectable, ordinary man.
But he's not.
This man watches the five Herbert girls—Beauty, Mim, Stevie, Fancy, and Autumn—with disturbing fascination.
Unaware of his scrutiny and his increasingly agitated and forbidden thoughts about them, the sisters go on with their ordinary everyday lives—planning, arguing, laughing, and crying—as if nothing bad could ever breach the safety of their family.
In alternating points of view, Norma Fox Mazer manages to interweave the lives of predator and prey in this unforgettable psychological thriller.

One minute, her mother is waking her in the middle of the night to dance with her in the rain. The next, Sarabeth is pulled out of class and told that her mother has died of a heart attack. All of a sudden, Sarabeth faces unanswerable questions:
How could this happen?
Where will she go?
Will she ever find a place she truly belongs?

Vicki's life had been perfect--now it's definitely not. When her father is laid off from his job, her family's familiar comforts slip away. They move to a city apartment, and Vicki has to forge a new path at her urban school. Worst of all, one night her depressed father simply disappears. Vicki soon finds herself living a double life--fine on the outside, anything but fine on the inside--and that leads to a moral dilemma she's ultimately forced to confront. Told through an inventive mix of poems and journal entries, this intimate narrative reveals Vicki's curiosity, spirit, and honesty as she journeys through loss to discover what really matters.

Jessie Wells can't remember her father, James--he left her family when she was very young. Now fifteen, Jessie has a sudden desire to track down the man she always thought of as "the disappearing dude." She calls all the Wellses in the phone book, hoping to speak to someone who knows her father. But will she be prepared when she finally finds him?

Karin Levi's world of family, school, and friends is torn apart when the German army occupies Paris in June of 1940. Karin and her brother, Marc, like Jews all over Europe, find themselves on the run, seeking safety wherever they can find it. When Marc obtains two coveted places aboard a ship bound for the United States, Karin knows that crossing the ocean means she may never see her beloved parents again. Yet she and Marc have little choice if they are to survive. Karin's unforgettable story--revealing the little-known world of a handful of European refugees in World War II America--tells of survival, of growing up, and of love's ability to endure even the most extraordinary circumstances.

Fourteen-year-old Toni has always felt lucky--but her luck begins to change the summer her father suffers a near-fatal heart attack, her best friend moves away, and Toni is sent to New York City stay with her older sister, Martine, who reveals a devastating secret about their family.

Eleven-year-old Joyce lives with her reclusive uncle, Old Dad, who runs the town garbage dump--which is why the kids at school call her the Dump Queen. Her only friend is Mrs. Fish, the new school custodian whose wild outfits and uninhibited personality inspire her nickname, "Crazy Fish." When Mrs. Fish is around, everything in Joyce's life seems okay. So when fiercely independent Old Dad falls ill, Joyce must convince him to accept her friend's help.

A master at describing family dynamics, Mazer reveals the ups and downs of middle-school friendship, as well. This contemporary addition to her admirable body of work should bring new readers." — Kirkus Reviews
"This entertaining and true-to-life book is an excellent introduction to the world of boys, sibling rivalry, and loyalty. Mazer's telling of age-old struggles will easily find a home with reluctant readers and sisters alike." — School Library Journal
"Like Beverly Cleary before her, Mazer catches the intense love-hate relationship that can develop between siblings in the way they separate and reconnect; she also retains a pitch-perfect ear for the way siblings today speak to each other without incorporating vocabulary that would inevitably date the book. Sprig's generally sunny disposition and interest in her world helps keep the novel fresh and funny despite her woes, and the sisters' reconciliation at the end rings completely true" — Horn Book
"Mazer hits just the right note... A solid choice for an underserved age group" — Booklist
"...the author excels at depicting the complexity of preteens' emotions and relationships, especially sibling relationships; many readers will recognize their own feelings here." — Publishers WeeklyEverything ten year-old Sprig wants, her older sister Dakota already has. Everything Sprig does, Dakota does better. And anytime Sprig complains, Dakota just grins and calls her a baby. It's enough to make a kid wish her sister would disappear.
But in a year when Sprig's father is away, her favorite neighbor is ill, and the class bully is acting almost like, well, a boyfriend, Sprig discovers that allies come in unexpected shapes. Sometimes they're even related to you.

Norma Fox Mazer;INTERVIEW

August 25, 2000 =)

Norma Fox Mazer is a prolific and beloved YA author who has entertained readers of all ages with her realistic and poignant stories. Teenreads.com writer Audrey Marie Danielson, a longtime fan, had the chance to ask the author some questions. Find out about her next book GIRLHEARTS, which is a follow up to the popular SILVER, coming out in Spring 2001, in addition to learning more about Mazer, her writing, and her family of authors.

TBB: What prompted you to write GOOD NIGHT, MAMAM? It's a very different Holocaust story.

NFM: An editor told me about Ft. Oswego and asked if I'd be interested in writing a novel about the historical event. I have lived in northern and central New York State all my life, but I had never heard of these events or the refugees. It was under my nose, and I'd missed it completely! I hadn't had any intention of writing a Holocaust story until then, but this intrigued me, maybe partly because of its close physical connection to the place where I lived.

TBB: In GOOD NIGHT MAMAM was it difficult fitting a fictional character into a true story and still remaining true to the historical facts?

NFM: I think that any historical fiction has this same problem. I had to write this novel over completely at least four times, and this was because I was working out how to balance fiction and history. While writing GOOD NIGHT, MAMAN, I read a fair number of books, most of them memoirs of people who had lived through the Holocaust. What struck me was that despite the numbing universality of that murderous time each person's story, each survivor's story, was unique, individual, distinct. Of course this is an obvious truth, but I needed to be reminded, so that I would remember as I wrote that my intention in writing this book was not to write history, but to write the unique history of an individual, albeit a fictional one.

TBB: Can you tell us about the book that's coming out in August by Arthea J. S. Reed entitled, NORMA FOX MAZER: A WRITER'S WORLD?

NFM: Actually, no, as I haven't seen the text. Dr. Reed [who's better known as Charlie] interviewed me, I supplied her with copies of articles and books I'd written that she was unable to find, and that's about the extent of my knowledge of the book.

TBB: What is it like to collaborate with your husband? Do you ever argue about what should go or stay in a story? Can you estimate a percentage of how many of your books are written separately?

NFM: Last question first. I've published 29 books. Harry has published 20 [I think]. Of those, we wrote three together, THE SOLID GOLD KID, HEARTBEAT, and BRIGHT DAYS, STUPID NIGHTS. In other words, what we do is write separately and then, on rare occasions, write a book together. About working together, yes, of course, we argue. We're very different, our writing styles are very different, and we're both strong minded. Nevertheless, we work together well, and we keep promising ourselves to write another book jointly. Maybe next year.

TBB: In WHEN SHE WAS GOOD, Em Thurkill is quite a character. Is she based on a real person or is she strictly out of your imagination?

NFM: As with almost all my characters, something real is at the core, while everything else is imagined. In this case, the tiny core of Em was a glimpse I had one day of a woman who stopped in to say hello to my mother in her apartment building. That was probably 20 years ago, but there was something about that moment that stayed with me and inflamed my imagination.

TBB: You started off writing pulp fiction. Would you tell us what that was like?

NFM: It was hard work. Harry and I both did this to support our family and live as writers. Every week, for eight years, we each wrote a 5000 word short story. Just coming up with that many ideas, when I think of it now, so many years later, boggles my mind. We worked a 7 day week and every hour we could catch while also caring for 4 kids who, when we began, were all under the age of ten. But we were happy. We learned so much during those years. How to write a story, how not to be afraid of words, how to sit in a chair and face the blank paper [typewriter days], how to draft and not kill yourself because what comes out is not the vision in your mind, and how to revise, revise, revise to get as close as you can to the story you want to tell. All things that have stood us both in good stead through the years of writing novels.

TBB: What made you decide to switch to children's and young adult novels? Can you tell us a little about the transition?

NFM: Well, we always wanted to write novels. The pulp fiction we did was originally out of necessity. We had those four kids to support. Necessity turned out to be a wonderful teacher, but we were both always angling to find time to write a novel. Our then agent told us the children's market was "hungry," so I decided to try that and sold the first novel I wrote. That was a big incentive to write another one!

TBB: Do you write young adult short stories as well as novels? What can you tell us about writing short stories that is different than writing a novel?

NFM: I have published two collections of short stories, DEAR BILL, REMEMBER ME? and SUMMER GIRLS, LOVE BOYS. Both of them are out of print now, and I haven't read the stories in a long time; but they were well received by reviewers and kids. Now I write quite a few short stories for anthologies other people are putting together. I love writing short stories. There are some ideas that don't require a novel, and yet ask the writer to fully imagine the world. That, in itself, is satisfying, but so is the fact that I can write a story in a month or even less. After struggling to complete my new novel over the past three years, you can imagine how lovely it is to get a piece of imaginative writing finished in a month.

TBB: Has your writing changed or evolved through the years?

NFM: I think so. I hope so. I'm always wanting to write better than I have before, to write a novel that will really be terrific. There's so much to think about in writing novels --- the story you're telling, the words you use, how you use them, how you choose them, the effects you hope to create, and so on. Also, I've grown through the years, learned things about life, and I hope some of that comes into my stories.

TBB: You've written a lot of books. Which of them have been the most meaningful for you?

NFM: Every one has meant something to me. At each point that I write a story, I'm attached to it, I'm invested in it. Once I write a book, the attachment is not lost, but loses its power. For three years, I've been working on and constantly thinking about my new novel, GIRLHEARTS. I finished it at the end of June, and I knew it was really done when, overnight, I stopped thinking about it. There's almost a snap when that happens, as if a rubber band has broken.

TBB: Do you have a favorite character?

NFM: Not really. My latest book is usually the one I'm closest to at the moment, so right now Sarabeth Silver from GIRLHEARTS appeals to me very much.

TBB: How involved do you become with your characters?

NFM: As with every aspect of writing a novel, it's a process. I know that's cliche now, but it's true. As I write and rewrite and revise and think and imagine and dream and write again and involve the characters in the story, I become closer and closer to them and know them in a deeper way. There comes a time when I understand my characters so well that I know exactly how they will act and react at any moment, and that's wonderful, exciting; but it's also when I know that I'm just about through with the book.

TBB: How long does it take you to write a book, and do you work on more than one at a time?

NFM: Most of the books I've written have been finished in a year, but some of them have taken two or three years, and a few rare times I wrote books in less than six months. I've never worked on more than one book at a time. I wish I could!

TBB: I understand you've just sold your first picture book. How much different was it writing in this genre? What problems, if any did you encounter? What is the name of the book?

NFM: It was very different writing a picture book, and yet the same. A story is a story is a story. But in a picture book, it's all trimmed down to the essentials, and I work on each word in a much more focused way than I ever have with a novel, which is so much more capacious. The title is HAS ANYONE SEEN MY EMILY GREENE?

TBB: How do you decide exactly what you want to tell in a story? Do you have a preconceived idea, or does it come as you write? Do your characters drive your story?

NFM: I don't decide exactly what I want to tell. I have an idea which I hope can be expressed in a single sentence or paragraph, so that I can always return to the core of what's driving me to write the story. For instance, for TAKING TERRI MUELLER, the core idea was "A girl is kidnapped by her father." That was exactly the words in which the idea for the story came to me. But they don't all work out so neatly. All kinds of things come as I write, all kinds of surprising developments. As for the characters driving the story, character and plot and theme are so interwoven that I always find it a little artificial to talk about any element alone.

TBB: When did you decide to become a writer?

NFM: When I was 13.

TBB: Was there a particular author or teacher that made you decide to write?

NFM: No. I've always loved to read. I taught myself to read when I was 4 or 5 and read voraciously from then on. The love of reading and of stories perhaps led to my want to be a writer. I've never known exactly why at the age of 13 I knew that this was what I wanted out of life.

TBB: What is your favorite young adult novel? Who are your favorite contemporary authors?

NFM: Impossible questions to answer. I have no single favorite book or favorite author. I live in a house filled with books in every room. I think there are more fine young adult books today than ever before.

TBB: What words of advice or encouragement would you give a teenager who wants to become a writer?

NFM: Read and write. Read all the time. Read anything. Read everything. Keep a journal, keep it informal, keep it for yourself. Write something in it every day. It doesn't have to be long or "good" or "important," although it can be any or all of those. What counts is getting the habit of writing, of observing and noting. Don't be impatient. As you write, as you read, as you observe, as you live each day, you're preparing yourself to be a writer.

TBB: Are you currently working on a new book? If so, can you tell us a little about it and what the anticipated publication date will be?

NFM: I mentioned above the new book and its title, but I'm glad to say it again. GIRLHEARTS will be published in spring 2001. It picks up the story of Sarabeth Silver from SILVER. Her young mother dies, and she's left alone in the world.

TBB: Is there anything else that you would like our teenager readers to know about you, your family or your writing life?

NFM: My husband, Harry Mazer, and my oldest daughter, Anne Mazer, both write for children and young adults --- wonderful, although very different books. Anne has written picture books --- a lot of people know SALAMANDER ROOM --- middle grade fiction, young adult books, and also edited a number of terrific anthologies for young adults. Right now she's writing a series called THE AMAZING DAYS OF ABBY HAYES.

she said one of us...

guess who?

cerdik

Saya teringat satu kisah yang menimpa seorang ulama sewaktu dia dalam penerbangan. Apabila tiba waktu solat, dia pun pergilah ke tandas untuk berwuduk. Al maklum, tandas di dalam kapal terbang memang sempit, maka dia pun terpaksalah membuka pintu tandas itu ketika berwuduk. Tatkala dia sedang mengangkat salah satu daripada kakinya ke sinki (washing basin), seorang pramugari telah ternampak perbuatan ulama itu dan segera menegurnya.

Pramugari: (Dengan suara dikeraskan) Tuan tak boleh memasukkan kaki ke dalam sinki itu.

Ulama: Mengapa?

Pramugari: Kotorlah sinki itu nanti.

Ulama: Tapi tidak disediakan gayung untuk saya mencuci kaki di mangkuk tandas.

Pramugari: Itu bukan alasan membasuh kaki di dalam sinki

Ulama: Habis, kalau saya hendak membasuh kaki di mana harus saya membasuhnya?

Pramugari: Tak perlu mencuci kaki ketika menaiki kapal terbang.

Ulama: (Dengan suara lembut dan penuh rendah diri) Berapa kali saudari mencuci muka saudari dalam satu hari?

Pramugari: Tuan, orang macam saya paling tidak cuci muka sekali atau dua kali sehari. Takkan tuan tak tahu pramugari macam kami perlu jaga penampilan wajah. Kami kena rawat wajah kami setiap masa. Kami kena pastikan orang puas hati walau hanya dengan melihat wajah kami.

Ulama: Saya mencuci kaki saya lima kali dalam sehari, satu kali cuci tiga kali berturut-turut, bererti kaki saya lebih bersih dari muka saudari.

Jawapan seperti ini bukanlah pula hendak merendah-rendahkan orang lain tetapi sekadar membuat perbandingan ciri orang beriman bersama bukti dengan orang beriman tanpa bukti. Orang yang beriman bersama bukti, walau apa pun keadaannya dia akan lakukan semua kewajipan biarpun susah, sebaliknya orang beriman tanpa bukti berpegang teguh pada suara hati tetapi tidak sanggup atau kecundang tatakala diberikan sedikit ujian.

Oleh Dr Tuah Iskandar Al-Haj=)

...take all my pain and mix it up with water,i am the wanderer's wandering daughter...

if u dating with one of us,raise ur glass if not,raise ur standrards

p/s:tq

boy : I know I was out of line
girl : you were way out of your mind
boy : wrapped up in my reveries
girl : causing all this misery
boy : hear me out ,if ever there's a chance in heaven
girl : or in hell
boy : to slowly forget the past and the bandage
girl : be careful you fool, there are certain rules even for a fellow like you
boy : but don't be alarmed, no one gets harmed.I will never go, babe, hell no
girl : maybe but why'd you have to steal my heart?
boy : well, I didn't plan to go berserk
girl : baby, you were such a jerk

haji mabrur

Kisah ini diceritakan oleh Abu Abdullah Al-Jauhari r.a. Kisah ini berlaku pada musim haji pada satu tahun iaitu ketika para jemaah haji sedang berkumpul di padang Arafah.Ketika para jemaah haji sedang bersiap sedia untuk ke Muzdalifah pada ketika itu hari sudah mulai malam. Semasa Abu Abdullah sedang berehat, tiba-tiba dia terlena.

Pada masa itu dia bermimpi dua malaikat turun ke bumi dan salah satu daripada malaikat itu berkata "Berapa ramaikan jemaah haji pada tahun ini" Jawab malaikat satu lagi "Enam ratus ribu" Malaikat pertama berkata "Enam ratus ribu?, tetapi sayang hanya enam orang sahaja yang diterima oleh Allah kerana telah mendapat haji mabrur" Mendengar kata-kata malaikat tersebut Abu Abdullah menampar-nampar muka kerana khuatir bahawa dia tidak termasuk dalam kumpulan enam orang itu.

Malailat pertama berkata "Apa yang terjadi dengan yang selebihnya" Malaikat kedua berkata bahawa Allah Maha Pengasih dan sudah pasti tidak mensia-siakan mereka" Malaikat pertama berkata bahawa Allah telah menerima mereka disebabkan enam orang telah mendapat haji mabrur, setiap seorang boleh mengampun satu ratus ribu orang" sambut malaikat kedua "Ini bermakna enam orang boleh mengampunkan seramai enam ratus ribu".

Abu Abdullah merasa lega mendengar penjelasan malaikat itu dan kini fahamlah dia bahawa dia telah termasuk dalam kumpulan ramai yang telah diterima haji mereka disebabkan enam orang yang telah mendapat haji mabrur.

Forgivness is The ultimate sacrifice.Eloquence belongs,To the conqueror.

brilliant ballerina,

now she is the queen of the dancing floor.This is the moment she's waited for Just like Cinderella, who would ever think she could be this way.This is the part that she likes to play.But she knows the fun would go away If she would play it every day.

see us blow our own shadow...

... we just missed our last conversation...

fitrah nasuha mustafa

start living.

.Don't let your head rule you heart.Don't let your world be torn apart.Don't keep it all to yourself .Just let all your emotions run free .That's the way it should be.I know Its hard when you're feeling down To lift your feet up off the ground.We make mistakes .do everybody.You don't always have to agree with someone like they.That's the way it should be.We know the story so far what you want and who you are.What you want and who you are.

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.with my friends, friends to the end is where I wanna be with my friends, friends to the end is where I wanna be .I don't need to but I want to sing with you 'cause I miss you I don't need to but I want to sing with you 'cause I miss you.

Dahulu terasa indah .Tak ingin lupakan .Bermesraan selalu jadi Satu kenangan manis Tiada yang salah Hanya aku manusia bodoh Yang biarkan semua ini permainkanku Berulang ulang kali
Mencoba bertahan sekuat hati Layaknya karang yang dihempas sang ombak Jalani hidup dalam buai belaka Serahkan cinta tulus di dalam takdir Tapi sampai kapankah kuharus Menanggungnya kutukan ini Bersemayam dalam kalbu Tak ayal tingkah lakumu Buatku putus asa Kadang akal sehat ini Belum cukup membendungnya Hanya kepedihan Yang selalu datang menertawakanku Engkau belahan jiwa Tega menari indah di atas tangisanku Semua kisah pasti ada akhir Yang harus dilalui Begitu juga akhir kisah ini Yakinku indah

...u asked what was wrong and i smile and said nothing then i walk away and wishpered everything...

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we are difference. in shape and character
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