tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52774307975958192332024-03-13T11:38:02.717-07:00..::Move Forward::..aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-70244899791592990822011-07-16T08:47:00.001-07:002011-07-16T08:49:01.017-07:00..:Ouch:..<div style="text-align: center;">blogging makin bosan bagi aku..haaiih~ mane semangat ni.. :) i will be positve..<br />n ..<br />bye~bye~ blogging~<br />ehhhhh...<br /><br />:) :) :)<br /></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-19823185342945305662011-05-29T00:20:00.000-07:002011-05-29T00:21:36.070-07:00Happy Birthday =)<p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">Amy lay in her bed, remembering that tomorrow was her birthday. She looked up at the butterflies on her wallpaper. They were all the colours of the rainbow; blues and yellows and reds. Once, Mummy had explained that butterflies all have different names, and they had such lovely ones - Painted Lady, Large Tortoiseshell, Red Admiral, Purple Emperor. But, best of all, she liked the Peacock butterfly. If you looked at it upside-down, it looked like a wise old owl. And the Adonis blue butterfly, Lysandra Bellargus, was the same colour as her turquoise pram. Gran had bought it for her last birthday. She remembered that birthday so well.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">She had been lying on the lawn in the garden, looking up at the butterflies flitting in and out of the bushes; like tiny white, blue and red kites, jumping in the wind. She was just wondering what it felt like to be a butterfly, when her mummy called her from the kitchen.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">"Amy! Gran's here! Come and see what she's got for you."</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">Amy had jumped up quickly and run into the house. She had shown off her new bicycle. Then Gran went out to the car and brought in a large silver parcel, mysteriously wrapped, with a purple ribbon. A pram! Now her dolls had somewhere to sleep.When they all slept on her bed, they would fall off in the middle of the night. Mummy and Gran helped her put Dolly and Molly and Sarah and Clare to bed in their new pram; telling them both to be very careful not to wake her babies up.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">Just then Miss Chief, her blue cat, had strolled into the kitchen. Miss Chief was accustomed to being made a fuss of wherever she went. This time, everyone was ignoring her. Miss Chief was peeved that Amy and Mum and Mum-Mum were too busy looking at some large new shiny object. Even her pitiful mew drew her no sympathy. Amy's new doll's pram was the centre of attention. Pausing only to give her ears a cursory wash, she walked across to the large intruder and jumped into it. The grown-ups laughed, but Amy was cross.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">"Miss Chief! Bad girl! You must not jump in the pram when my babies are in it. It's very dangerous! Pram are for babies." Miss Chief looked up at Amy and narrowed her eyes in submission.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">Amy knew that her cat understood and that she wouldn't do it again.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">She smiled at the memory of her last birthday, and fell asleep.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">*</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">"Amy! Wake up! Happy Birthday! Come and see your presents."</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">Amy sat up in bed. She could hear a funny squeaky noise, coming from her pram in the corner of the bedroom. It couldn't be her babies. She had given them a celebration bath yesterday, ready for her birthday. Mummy had said she could put them all in the airing cupboard, to dry them off and prevent them from catching a chill.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">What was that noise? She had never heard anything so strange. But she remembered that she was a brave girl, so she got out of bed and crept over to the pram. She couldn't believe her eyes.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">Inside the pram, Miss Chief was blinking up at Amy. Cuddled into her tummy were three tiny kittens - all different colours. Cream and blue and black. They were beautiful.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">"Oh! Miss Chief! You are a clever girl. You remembered that the pram is for babies. What a lovely present!"</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">Miss Chief purred, proudly; agreeing with Amy.</span></strong></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;">It was a lovely birthday. </span><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"> <img src="http://www.whimsy.org.uk/prettykitty.gif" height="102" width="150" /></span></strong><b><span style="font-size:78%;">WMC </span></b></p>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-73904307137742453892011-04-15T06:53:00.001-07:002011-04-15T06:58:33.893-07:00"A friend is one who walks in when others walk out"<div style="text-align: center;">Tales and stories about friends are told time and again to kids, in order to let them understand<br /><br /> the true meaning of friendship. Such stories help them know how precious true friends are.<br /><br />Some of the stories are timeless and have been told through generations. Others are based on<br /><br />personal experiences and the rest are just somebody's creative imagination! However, one thing<br /><br /> is common in all of them and that is important morals in life. Every story based on friendship<br /><br />tells the fact that true friends are gifts of God. One should not let small disputes and<br /><br />misunderstandings strain friendships.<br /><br />It may be easy to be friends with everyone, but it is hard to find friends who are really true to friendship and would stand by, during the hardships of life. Not everyone is blessed with true friends and if you have even one, consider yourself lucky. In our related section, we have compiled a collection of stories based on friendship. The stories given in the section are categorized into funny, short and inspirational. Although the three stories are different in terms of genre, they carry the real essence of the theme - friendship.</div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-18625579142913947692011-02-18T12:00:00.000-08:002011-02-18T12:11:38.525-08:00..::A Peaceful Nite::..<div style="text-align: center;"><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"><span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">nights</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">with no</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">moon</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">a night</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">without</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">stars</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">often</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">makes</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">me</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">wonder</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">is</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">there</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">a night</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">the moon and</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">stars</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">together</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">..</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">may</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">still</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">have</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">biased</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">the starlight</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">the sky</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">was still</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">bright</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">,</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">is</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">not</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">normal</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">but</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">quite</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">beautiful</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">ash</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">gray</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">sky</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">nights</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">invite</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">co</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">-star</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">fantasy</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">the</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">first</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">bright</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">,</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">beautiful</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">but</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">being b</span><span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">locked</span><span title="Click for alternate translations"> by ashes cloud</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">remove the</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">cloud</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">,</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">O</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">wind</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">!</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">I</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">would like to</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">view</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">him</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">he</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">most beautiful</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">stars</span><span title="Click for alternate translations">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="" lang="en"> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">still</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">keep</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">the story</span><span class="" title="Click for alternate translations">.</span> <span title="Click for alternate translations" class="hps">.</span></span></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-25386160626755795972011-02-15T16:50:00.000-08:002011-02-15T17:10:47.073-08:00..::Haru::..<div style="text-align: center;">Hye..<br /><br />Baru aku sedar aku hanyalah masalah dan beban bagi dia..<br />Bagi dia, aku mungkin hanya pelesit yang mengganggu fikiran dia..<br /><br />Kenapa la aku yang kecoh sangat..<br />Memang dia ramai peminat kan..<br />Orang macam dia memang takkan pandang aku..<br /><br />sesungguhnya..<br />aku cuba pujuk hati aku untuk menjauhkan diri dari dia..<br />jika itu ialah jalan yang terbaik..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-76382422695938845422011-02-05T08:19:00.000-08:002011-02-05T10:51:03.235-08:00ScallOps ?!<div style="text-align: center;">hye there strangers !<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">hye me !<br />with all my passion..<br />i annouced to u guys,,that i am the SCALLOPSGUY !!!<br /><small>haha<big><br />too much of eating scallops perhaps..xD<br /><br />however,,,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2O-Blxg6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xTR1R-MHa9A/s1600/shell.jpg"><br /></a><br />i definitely,,<br />have no idea what am i eating..<small>gosh!<big><br /></big></small></big></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><big><small><big>physically,,<br />it looks like a retarded scall</big></small></big></small><small><big><small><big>ops..</big></small></big></small><br /><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2L9SlyPII/AAAAAAAAAKA/g4dYB3otehY/s1600/05022011804.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2L9SlyPII/AAAAAAAAAKA/g4dYB3otehY/s200/05022011804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570262199205772418" border="0" /></a></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small><br />okey..<br />normally,,scallops are most likely fan-shaped shells..<br />with their radiating fluted pattern..<br /><small>*this are valued by shell collec</small></big></small></big></small><small><big><small><big><small>tors.hahah ! XD <big><br /><br />but those i ate are wrecklessly different than </big></small></big></small></big></small><small><big><small><big><small><big>what i imag</big></small></big></small></big></small><small><big><small><big><small><big>ined.</big></small></big></small></big></small><small><big><small><big><small><big>.<br /><br />here's a picture of i suppose a scallops..xD<small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2N2J_xrSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uYq1M4b4ohM/s1600/scallop-recipes.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 179px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2N2J_xrSI/AAAAAAAAAKI/uYq1M4b4ohM/s200/scallop-recipes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570264275663039778" border="0" /></a><br />hey..<br />the shape looks a bit(exactly) like a gas company logo..<br />not to mention though..<br />SHELL<br />with<br />HELIX<br />hahax ! xD</big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small><small><big><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2O-Blxg6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xTR1R-MHa9A/s1600/shell.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2O-Blxg6I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/xTR1R-MHa9A/s200/shell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570265510357074850" border="0" /></a></big></small><small><big><br />see !<br />nak same kn..<small>memang same pon..xD<big><br /><br />HAHA..<br />none of those are the topic here..<br /><br />well,,<br />in a sort of time..my uncle,which is a tentera,which is my neighbour,which is not realy my uncle..i mean flesh blood thingy..you know what i mean..xD<br />an uncle for me describes as <span style="font-weight: bold;">a male person who live next door to your house,bungalow,etc..<br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span>yeah !<br /><br />to continue,,he did bring back home buckets of scallops..<br />he asked me to join him for a barbeque with his friends and family..<br />we have a splendid nite togather..chessy ! our belly turn out to be very bumpy<br />after terribly enjoyed all the scallops..<br />haha..xD<br /><br />here's pictures of mine <span style="font-weight: bold;">sucking </span>it !<small>haha<big><br />and a few pictures taken..<small><big><small><big><small><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><small><big><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2StcSftMI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oFRFb-X1opU/s1600/05022011808.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2StcSftMI/AAAAAAAAAKY/oFRFb-X1opU/s200/05022011808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570269623512708290" border="0" /></a><br />the shells are aggresively hot !</big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small></big></small><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2TZldIKJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dOS8sYhJQSQ/s1600/05022011805.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2TZldIKJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dOS8sYhJQSQ/s200/05022011805.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570270381887465618" border="0" /></a><br />lick . .lick . .<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2TZldIKJI/AAAAAAAAAKg/dOS8sYhJQSQ/s1600/05022011805.jpg"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2WCK0jDkI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qkdXEZi2qkI/s1600/05022011807.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2WCK0jDkI/AAAAAAAAAKo/qkdXEZi2qkI/s200/05022011807.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570273278135832130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />we sure have a great time afterall..!!<br />hah !<br />tired !<br />dizzy !<br />happiness ! =)<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2WjStKDSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/AzWlBDzvStE/s1600/05022011812.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TU2WjStKDSI/AAAAAAAAAKw/AzWlBDzvStE/s200/05022011812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570273847188000034" border="0" /></a><br />up until now..<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">scallops are fascinating !!! =)</span><br /><br />p/s u should probably asking urself where the heck is my uncle and his relatives aite?<br />well,,they realy did'nt want to be exposed virtualy in the internet..at the moment..<br />s0,<br /><br />later! ~ xD<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-16624436520727491982011-02-04T10:05:00.000-08:002011-02-04T10:37:16.453-08:00MidNite Craze !<div style="text-align: center;">hahaha . .<br />hye me !<br />its been a lo00ng while isn't? :p<br /><br />s0o0o many things happened lately..<br />therefore,,<br />tonite,<br /> i ate sandwiches..<br /><small>whats the point !*<br /><big><br />Sekati ah !<br />hahaha . .<br />my fren said much . .<br />sekati ah !<br />see !<br />i'm infected !<br />:p<br /><br />ouh..<br />take a peek of what i ate . .<br /></big></small></div><div style="text-align: center;"><small><big><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TUxENRO7g-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/4W37Z5UB0M4/s1600/subwaysandwich400a.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TUxENRO7g-I/AAAAAAAAAJw/4W37Z5UB0M4/s200/subwaysandwich400a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569901833905472482" border="0" /></a><br />hehe . .<br />is not kindly like this of course'<br />this sandwiches subways's . . (=<br /><br />those i ate should look like<br />a little bit something like this . .<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TUxE3ZhwboI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LJCfoJi-vO0/s1600/2420185821_f6305faa76_z.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TUxE3ZhwboI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/LJCfoJi-vO0/s200/2420185821_f6305faa76_z.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569902557686427266" border="0" /></a><br />yes !<br />i made it though . .<br />em..<br />its hard to choose the ingredients at the first moment<br /><br />well,,<br />butter,mackerel,tuna,onion,egg!,seasoning,sliced cucumber . .<br /><br />hahah..<br />mix it all !!<br />using only garpu . .<br />gave them no mercy!<br />wink !<br /><br />btw,<br />i'm totally dead if syadus finds out about this . .<br />im strictly on diet, perhaps<br /><br />see ya !<br />see me again !<br />my blog . .<br />sekati ah !!<br />:p<br /></big></small></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-29453814355577856602010-06-14T05:10:00.000-07:002010-06-14T05:35:12.042-07:00. . : : New Tune Old Ep : : . .<div style="text-align: center;">Hye there... =)<br /><br />my ears currently listening to the band's Ep. =D<br /><br />i know this song is not a new hit afterall<br />but,,it would be nice if i can share what i like with others.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">outRAGEus !!</span><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TBYdM3SoYwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xnR7wHH1Y9Y/s1600/outrageus.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TBYdM3SoYwI/AAAAAAAAAJU/xnR7wHH1Y9Y/s200/outrageus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482601703207887618" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">well..here's a bit much info..<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />outRAGEus! was formed after the demise of two successful Missouri bands (Blinded Black and<br /><br />The Broken Hearts Academy). After things fell short with their ex bands, members of each<br /><br />group took time off to pursue other things that could none the less be called "normal."<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Realizing over a year later, that a modern 9-5 just wasn't fulfilling anymore, it became clear. The<br /><br />band was brought together when Nick Rohlmann (guitar) was recording a band at his studio in<br /><br />St. Louis called "The Broken Hearts Academy". After hearing the talent of vocalist Miles Malloy,<br /><br />he quickly relized that fate really did exist. "Miles and I got along from the moment he called me<br /><br />about recording. I could hear the passion and the drive he had. It was all uphill from there," Nick quotes.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />With two members down and needing a full band, they immediately knew Jake<br /><br />Rohlmann(brother) would be set out to rage the drum kit after playing together in previous<br /><br />bands. Enlisted shortly after was Jeff Nizick(Life long friend of Nick and Jake) to rock the guitar<br /><br />and nail those harmonies, and Tyler Hanks to share his incredible bass abilities. Though the true<br /><br />rage Hanks' piercing scream that he showed through previous bands, don't be fooled by the fury<br /><br />that's yet to come.<br /><br />untill nextt.. see ya !<br /><br />btw, this guys had made up video for their Ep<br /><br />u can watch it on youtube....<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oYxgF-Kqiz8">Click Here!!</a><br />or<br />just listen !<br />i have it on my blog.<br />are you listening??<br />.<br />.<br />.<br />good !<br />enjoy !<br /><br />Blame it on the blackout - OutRAGEus!<br /><br /><br />p/s the Ep is not a new release..<br /><br /></div></div></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-33402890367218227282010-06-08T10:03:00.000-07:002010-06-08T11:14:35.808-07:00. . : : Friendship Forever : : . .<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TA58FjZIVpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WZb9aGqW6hY/s1600/Untitled-2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TA58FjZIVpI/AAAAAAAAAJE/WZb9aGqW6hY/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480454231398307474" border="0" /></a>.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.<br />.<br />.<br /></div>Two inseparable friends, Sam and Jason, met with an accident on their way to Boston City.<br /><br />The following morning, Jason woke up blind and Sam was still unconscious. Dr. Berkeley was<br /><br />standing at his bedside looking at his health chart and <span style="font-size:85%;"><a id="KonaLink0" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.theholidayspot.com/friendship/stories/friendship_forever.htm#"><span style="font-weight: 400; position: static; color: rgb(176, 0, 0);font-family:verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" ><span class="kLink" style="font-weight: 400; position: relative; color: rgb(176, 0, 0);font-family:verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" >medications</span></span></a></span> with a thoughtful expression<br /><br />on his face. When he saw Sam awake, he beamed at him and asked." How are you feeling today<br /><br />Sam?" Sam tried to put up a brave face and smiled back saying, "absolutely wonderful Doctor.<br /><br />I am very grateful for all that you have done for me. "Dr Berkeley was moved at Sam's deed.<br /><br />All that he could say was, "You are a very brave man Sam and God will make it up to you in one<br /><br />way or another". While he was moving on to the next patient, Sam called back at him almost<br /><br />pleading, "promise me you won't tell Jason anything".<br /><br />"You know I won't do that. Trust me." and walked away.<br /><br />"Thank you " whispered Sam. He smiled and looked up in prayer.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> Months later when Jason had recuperated considerably, he stopped hanging around with Sam.<br /><br />He felt discouraged and embarrassed to spend time with a disabled person like Sam.<br /><br />Sam was lonely and disheartened ,since he didn't have any body else other than Jason to count<br /><br />on. Things went from bad to worse. And one day Sam died in despair. When Jason was called on<br /><br />his burial, he found a letter waiting for him. Dr Berkeley gave it to him with an expressionless<br /><br />face and said" This is for you Jason. Sam had asked me to give it to you when he was gone".<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> <br />In the letter he had said: " Dear Jason, I have kept my promise in the end to lend you my eyes if<br /><br />anything had happened to them. Now there is nothing more that I can ask from God, than the<br /><br />fact ,that will see the world through my eyes. You will always be my best friend........Sam".<br /><br /> When he had finished reading Dr. Berkeley said " I had promised Sam to keep his sacrifice he<br /><br />made a secret from you. But now I wish I didn't stick it Because I don't think It was worthy it" .<br /><br /> All that was left for Jason while he stood there was tears of regret and memories of Sam for the<br /><br />rest of his life .<br /><br /> <b><br /><br />Lesson of the story:</b> No matter what If we make a friend, we should stick by him till the end. Life is meaningless without a friend.<br /><br /><br /><br />credits to the internet.<br /><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span><a href="http://vozme.com/text2voice.php?lang=en"></a>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-89572602821070409412010-06-04T00:06:00.000-07:002010-06-04T00:51:26.019-07:00New Ride New Joy!!<div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAit6BcRi5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/am2hmCTJsIs/s1600/3795122272_1fc1713ea9dd.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAit6BcRi5I/AAAAAAAAAIs/am2hmCTJsIs/s320/3795122272_1fc1713ea9dd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478820159027252114" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAit_AuZ0YI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HelTs8_FHfQ/s1600/Toyota_Fortuner_Facelift_Thailand_12.jpg"></a><div style="text-align: center;">.<br />.<br />.<br />.<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;">.<br /></span><br />wah!<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />apabila sebuah kenderaan bermotor..<br /><br />Congratz to My cousin..Mohd Nor..<br /><br />after half years of waiting with desires and trust.<br /><br />his New car is on his garage this afternoon! =)<br /><br />i was seriously amaze with the car...almost everything!<br /><br />the heights..<br /><br />the size..<br /><br />the colour..<br /><br />the application..HAH! =p<br /><br />the manual..<br /><br />the deshbod thing org ckp dlm mlayu..<br /><br />the rim tayar..<br /><br />almost all the THE!<br /><br />haha..<br /><br />i obviously can't tell you by words how xcited i am!..*my eyes is gazing around wuu~<br /><br />krrrrr!<br /><br />omg!<br /><br />and the next day..i mean tomorow..my cehvrolet camaro!!<br /><br />will be in MY GARAGE! annnnnddd..thats is totally fake..gotcha'!<br /><br />ouh2..theres a bit info my cousin's new gizmoride..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAit_AuZ0YI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HelTs8_FHfQ/s1600/Toyota_Fortuner_Facelift_Thailand_12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAit_AuZ0YI/AAAAAAAAAI0/HelTs8_FHfQ/s320/Toyota_Fortuner_Facelift_Thailand_12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478820244734202242" border="0" /></a><br />TOYOTA FORTUNER TRD SPORTIVO 2.7<br /><br />suspension<br /><br />how fast<br />bla..<br />bla..<br />bla..<br />bla..<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAiuFZy_y8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/BYQYu3jrGok/s1600/800px-Toyota_Fortuner_facenew.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAiuFZy_y8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/BYQYu3jrGok/s320/800px-Toyota_Fortuner_facenew.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478820354543569858" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Toyota Fortuner<br /><br />Manufacturer Toyota<br />Also called Toyota Hilux SW4<br />Production 2005—present<br /><div style="text-align: left;">Assembly Samut Prakan, Thailand<br /></div>Predecessor Toyota Hilux Sport Rider<br />Class sport utility vehicle<br />Body style(s) 5-door SUV<br />Layout Front engine, rear-wheel drive / four-wheel drive<br />Platform IMV / N platform<br />Engine(s) 2.7 VVT-i<br />Wheelbase 2,750 mm (108.3 in)<br />Length 4,695 mm (184.8 in)<br />Width 1,840 mm (72.4 in)<br />Height 1,790 mm (70.5 in) (without roof rail)<br />Curb weight approx. 1,800 kg<br /></div><br />ouh..now i get the other THE,<br /><br />i get the ummph! of loving super cars!<br /><br />hoh0~<br /><br />tll next! see ya. =)<br /></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-13445736335763575492010-06-03T06:03:00.000-07:002010-06-03T06:07:49.630-07:00No Offense!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAeofNQC7xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/lvxm0crmxDk/s1600/sad+sad.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/TAeofNQC7xI/AAAAAAAAAHk/lvxm0crmxDk/s200/sad+sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478532725805870866" border="0" /></a>Suasana hari ini..berbeza..<br />hurmm2.....<br /><br />wonder why??<br /><br />ouh2..sungguh malas untuk blogging hari ni..<br /><small>ahahaha =)<br /><br /><big><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/user2010/Desktop/uitm%20sani/blogger/family%20violence.jpg" alt="" /></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-89497781987543035612010-06-02T09:49:00.000-07:002010-06-02T10:01:13.848-07:00Assalamualaikum<div style="text-align: center;">Diriku masih tidak matang dalam pembikinan blog..<br /><br />walaubagaimanapun..blog2 yang di update rakan2 telah<br /><br />memberikan rangsangan positif kepada diriku ini..<br /><br />akan aku cuba untuk memperluas pengalaman dan memperbaiki<br />kosa kataku.<br /><br /><small>agak susah untuk berbahasa baku haha*<br /><br /><big>tapi..<br />apa-apa sekalipun..<br />aku tetap akan<br />cari cara nak ubah blog ni..<br />mungkin..<br /><br />dengan cara<br />1. guna ayat yg lebeh bagus dan menarik dan x jemu di baca (boleh ke)<br /><br />2.guna gambar2 yang bersesuaian dan menarik<br /><br />3.........................plot! reka plot..haha..maybe<br /><br />ouh..<br /><br />suma ni perlukan MASA!<br /><br />INSYAALLAH...aku nak buat jugak blog ini setaraf dengan blog2 lain.<br /><small>semangat je lebih ni =p<br /> <br /><br /><big>apa-apa pun..<br />credits to blog abg joe,mokhzani,ilman dan yang lain2..<br />yang telah secara tidak langsung..<br />menaikkan semangat seorang hamba ini<br />untuk lebih peka dengan blog.<br />terima kasih =)<br /></small></small></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-86782756154685434562010-01-27T06:55:00.000-08:002010-06-02T10:15:25.989-07:00Stupid Or Not Prepare?<small><small><big>oowhh.<small><big><big><br /><br />rely sux! dude..<br /><br />........................ aku rasa teruk sangat hari ni.(takdela teruk sangat pun)<br />weyh, bisnes yg aku buat. profit x byk,, sdey aa..<br />tawula first time....<br /><br />hurm...hurm..<br /><br />lepas ni nak kena wat budget spent,,pasni aku ley identify semua barang yang dibeli..ahaha.(sapa yg stupid ney..;p)<br /><br />jual 4 helai baju, dapat 20 ringgit..waa,,<br />frust menonggeng aku.(lagi 13 ringgit tataw hilang mana..<small> yaa dataw spa stupid.ha3<br /><br /><big>hahaha..<br />next time la kn..aku akan prepare3!<br /><br />dan..<br />aku bkn stupid,<br />cuma clumsy sket ja.hak3(tawupun)<br /><br />later~</big></small></big></big></big></small><big><big></big></big></small>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-63899174008430045202009-12-20T06:36:00.000-08:002010-06-02T10:17:31.944-07:00Its been a while..<small><big>hye..</small><div><small><br /></small></div><div><small>so,</small></div><div><small>kinda miss my blog..</small></div><div><small>yea..</small></div><div><small><br /></small></div><div><small>ha3..</small></div><div><small>da lme x open seyh..</small></div><div><small>rse nk meng-edit2</small></div><div><small><br /></small></div><div><small>well..</small></div><div><small> i luv myself..</small></div><div><small>ha3..</small></div><div><small><br /></small></div><div><small>shuld tke gud cre of him..</small></div><div><small><br /></small></div><div><small>well,,</small></div><div><small>and i luv not only me..</small></div><div><small>lots of thing..</small></div><div><small>u bet i can list it..</small></div><div><small>no way!</small></div><div><small><br /></small></div><div><small>load of iy..</small></div><div><small>ha2</small></div><div><small><br /></small></div><div><small>well again,</small></div><div><small>see ya !<small><big></small></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-66952959053675202662009-06-02T02:59:00.000-07:002010-06-02T10:07:56.878-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SiT8nu-eEcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/I0zEbh0htLs/s1600-h/spaceballaa.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 1px; height: 1px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SiT8nu-eEcI/AAAAAAAAAHI/I0zEbh0htLs/s200/spaceballaa.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342672817523397058" border="0" /></a><br /><big>||telor||<div><br /></div><div>penuh dengan makna kepadaku..setelah genap purnama ke 5 tahun ini dan di tambah dengan beberapa belas hari..</div><div>umurku telah mencecah 17 tahun secara teknikalnya...</div><div>tetapi,,,di campur dengan umurku semasa di dalam perut ibuku,,uhmmmm,,ntah la..</div><div>serabut bila difikirkan..</div><div>apa-apa sekalipun..</div><div>telor ialah antara perkara utama semasa aku menyambut hari ulang tahun aku yang ke tujuh belas...</div><div><br /></div><div>(bm bako) ha3 wink2!</div><div><br /></div><div>malam tu stat macam ni......</div><div><br /></div><div>lebeh kurang pkul 12 malam besday aku..</div><div>aku punya la sembunyi dari kwn2 aku...jadiiiii...nak sembunyi pya psai,,,aku pi cari port nak lena sat kat bilik freshie form 4...freshie tu pelajar yang baru masuk...aku pun lepak kat situ..</div><div>tiba-tiba! jeng3...</div><div>hafiz @ chick,kawan aku,,dok ikut aku dr tadi lg...</div><div>dari sebelum aku msuk bilik freshie..</div><div>aduyai...aku ingat kan dia tak terlibat dalam kegiatan-kegiatan camni...</div><div>dok tak dok dia keluaq pi kat koridor n then tempik "roger,roger! abornd!","roger! pakku!,,roger! deweh!,,roger etc......."</div><div>waktu tu aku dah rasa tak sedap ati dah..kalau nak di ikut kan,,sepatutnya kegiatan tersebut tak dia buat pada malam tu..</div><div>sebabnyaaaaa..esok tu exam,..tapi..</div><div>andaian aku silap...</div><div>haha...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>maka,,</div><div>turunlah segala bala tentera asputra 05 09...hampir semua la..</div><div>menghampiri aku..suma kawan2 wish...</div><div>aku hepi wktu tu..</div><div>aaaaaaa...</div><div>frens! i luv u allll...</div><div>lbey2 gurl...</div><div>yah!</div><div>ha3....</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>in a time after that la kan..</div><div>aku di'jemput' untuk naik ke tingkat tiga..</div><div>aku di placed kan kaaaat tengah2..kat laluan dari blok a ostel putera ke blok b ostel..</div><div>ermm,,,</div><div>if u wanto noe la kan..</div><div>sebelum2 ni..if ada besday membe2..i am de one yg slalu bikin havoc dgn alunan suara merdu..</div><div>ha3..</div><div>sejurus selapas lagu yg sepatutnya di nyanyikan aku dialih suarakan kt membe aku..</div><div>mr.fart..</div><div>hahaha</div><div><br /></div><div>so,,</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>to be continued..</div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-1107305552626186012009-05-01T22:58:00.001-07:002009-05-01T23:09:30.374-07:00boring post<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SfvjGtJEDwI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Fgza9mCr4Ww/s1600-h/IMG_0174.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SfvjGtJEDwI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Fgza9mCr4Ww/s320/IMG_0174.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331104288259444482" /></a><br />yaya...<div><br /></div><div>=} sum1 ask me to update me blog..</div><div><br /></div><div>yep..</div><div><br /></div><div>ha2</div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-59455388462009530252009-01-31T01:19:00.001-08:002009-01-31T01:41:18.247-08:00:::hoh0,,hepiy chinese neiw yiear!:::<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SYQaNo5MIQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_JH2n007IMg/s1600-h/off+were+go%21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SYQaNo5MIQI/AAAAAAAAAGo/_JH2n007IMg/s320/off+were+go%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297387883312455938" border="0" /></a><br />its been stu perjalanan yang panjang buat aku..<br />dah lama x update blogger neh,,<br /><br />so, sucks!! if holiday tade vacation..<br />(baik x yah cuti,,)<br /><br />tp bgus jgk klu x jln2,,<br />omwek dpt di perabehkan dengan aman dan tenteram..<br />jd,,,sye memilih jlan yg x tenteram...<br /><br /><br />ak dengan ibu dengan kakak dengan adik...<br />pgi visit kawasan rumah lama kitorg,,<br />uuuuu~<br />5 tahun da x mlawat..<br />yg mne hutan tu,,suma da jadi batu..<br />blkng rumah ak yg dlu skang da ada shpping mall yg besaq,,<br />hoh0...<br />shopping sakan la jwebnyer..<br />(yay! credit cards pay evrythin'~)<br /><br />kwn2 yg msih kt sne pun ktorg kmpa jgak..<br />mula2,,pegi rumah kwn2 ibu,,pastu kwn ak ngan kakak ak,,<br />waaa,,suma da tnggi da...yg dulu comel da lawa,,sgt lawa..<br />hee~<br /><br />ape lg yek..??<br />oouh..<br />dok mlepak duo tiga pat hari kt hotel kt klang pstu,,<br />balik to perlieh!<br />yay!!<br /><br />missukwn2akusgt2...<br />smgabjyadlmhidup!~aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-48116447850151759612008-12-26T22:38:00.000-08:002008-12-26T22:44:54.572-08:00weh,,nah!<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SVXN49gqoqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/U98c_03qT6k/s1600-h/adam.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284356116257088162" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SVXN49gqoqI/AAAAAAAAAGg/U98c_03qT6k/s400/adam.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-40438228937308232872008-11-14T08:26:00.002-08:002008-11-14T08:27:44.947-08:00cuti lagi..kali ni cuti panjang sikit...<div>nuthin is planned yet...</div><div>..</div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-86107579953257937682008-11-14T08:26:00.001-08:002008-11-14T08:26:57.666-08:00cuti lagi..aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-71015549859541201912008-09-30T05:18:00.000-07:002008-09-30T05:21:19.294-07:00RayaRaYaRaYARaya dah wei..<div><br /></div><div>esok aku takdak kat rumah..</div><div><br /></div><div>sambut raya kat rumah atok sebelah mak aku..</div><div><br /></div><div>rumah ekat aja..</div><div><br /></div><div>ptg pi gial!!!</div><div><br /></div><div>family overthere...</div><div><br /></div><div>wait3 4 me...</div><div><br /></div><div>i will come after i settle with family overhere..</div><div>huaaaa...</div><div><br /></div><div>luv u all la...</div><div><br /></div><div>n then..malam baru ada kat rumah balik...</div><div><br /></div><div>later..</div>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-6766384538366641812008-09-26T21:09:00.000-07:002008-09-26T21:33:54.571-07:00KEPULANGANKU MENYAMBUT AIDILFITRI DI RUMAH<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SN23qkxSgDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9sGW4FLVtPM/s1600-h/cresent_moon.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_me1I73qlM84/SN23qkxSgDI/AAAAAAAAAGM/9sGW4FLVtPM/s400/cresent_moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250554682636664882" border="0" /></a><br />KIAMULAIL<br /><br />satu ibadah yg baik untuk dilakukan..kalau boleh lakukan secara berjemaah..<br />(tok imam)<br /><br />haha..<br />bgun 0230 tak tidoq smpai time berbuka..memang waaah!.<br />keguguran rambut turut terasa keheningan embun menghilangkan rasa dahaga..<br />ada khusyuk ada tidak...lembik lutut2 kuh..<br /><br />tak kisah la kan hidup di asrama..<br /><br />yang tak tahannye..<br />boy ke gurl ke..semua kena sembahyang atas tar..<br />tapak perhimpunan siot...<br />yang mana bernasib baik..<br />dapatlah tikar mengkuang...<br />aku hanya...menandukkan dahi<br />batu2 di kepala ku..<br /><br />waah! ada junior..<br />dengan kuasa seniorrr akan menghukummu..<br />oouh daku menikmati kesedapan tikar mengkuang..<br />not taking2 from bdak tu na..<br />sharing is caring...<br /><br />huahaha..aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-58235485973266946652008-09-16T08:19:00.000-07:002008-09-16T08:23:34.105-07:00SENAKKEPALAPENINGPERUT!tengah bulan puasa tekak aku sakit..<br /><br />aku....<br /><br />rasa cam nak buakak puasa...<br /><br />ha3..<br /><br />tahan la beb sikit saja..<br /><br />perit jugak la duatigapatharini...<br /><br />alhamdllah nak lega dah..<br /><br />tekak stl dok melolong..<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />"sakit bai...~tonsel!" bak kata blackaby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-65936023194016745612008-08-31T11:22:00.000-07:002008-08-31T11:24:06.886-07:00Ramadhan Muncul!Puasa!Puasa!Puasa!..<br /><br />Puasa & Merdeka...aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5277430797595819233.post-3538299654916026352008-08-31T11:05:00.000-07:002008-08-31T11:21:53.143-07:00SEMPOI!Hari seterusnya..<br /><br />Di sebelah petang..<br /><br />Sedang aku dengan Black asyik membelek skrin...<br /><br />saudara kedeweh call henset Black..<br /><br />"Black! aku nak cakap dengan aby...abyyyy...aku ada dekat depan sekolah L***k &*%#$.."<br /><br />"tooot"<br /><br />aku...<br /><br />cepat2 amik kunci kere....hehe..moto<br /><br />pi amik saudara kedeweh...<br /><br />bla..bla..n bla..<br /><br />kedeweh tak mai sorg dia mai sekali dengan abornd,,mat sunway,,shahrul,,pand,,<br /><br />dok tak dok..<br /><br />mai lagi tiga..<br /><br />hanapi,,pa'din,,pak long,,<br /><br />segsah makan maggi aku masak...<br /><br />ha3<br /><br />xpa2..<br />aku tak kesah..<br /><br />makan laa..<br /><br />bukan nya banyak pun..<br /><br />huuu~..<br /><br />kedeweh ada keja nak buat tu yang dia mai kat rmah...<br /><br />jumapa aci dia..<br /><br />kami yang len duduk nyembang..<br /><br />RAJA kantoi..<br />yg paham....paham laa..<br /><br />abehhh...<br /><br />maleh nak tulih,,,<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">*maaf terbitan kali ini dalam slang utare...*</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">mmg stiap kali cmni kot..ha3</span>aby saniyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14504337621274430032noreply@blogger.com0