Thursday, September 23

Good Luck


Trials is finally here , I mean like tomorrow . For god sick is first paper will be HISTORY . why ? Why ? WHYY on the earth the subject that we hate the most on the first day of trials . Never mind , Let's all just hope nothing gonna happen and just calm to take the test . I don't get it , why other schools (among all the school ) had 2 or 3times of trials but ours like once , wtf man ? not fair la anyways just wanna wish GOOD LUCK to all the form 5 and let's suffer maybe stress together . SEJARAH is killing me right now .

gonna ciao now , nights everyone . Gonna suffer with my sejarah books right now
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P/S : People , please wish all the form 5 luck , I NEED IT .

Sunday, September 19

TRIAL REWARDS

MULBERRY BROWN ALEXA OVERSIZED LEATHER BAG.
IPHONE 4 with 3 cover .
A PUPPY .

Saturday, September 18

Between The Miles


Because existence can become severe
in one day,
just sense me and I'll be there.
In the minds eye,
I'm not so far away.
If you hold out your hand,
in the whispers,
I'll become the zephyr.
and besiege you.
If your eye's upon the stars,
in the crystalline darkness,
I'll become the moon.
And the light shall guide you.
If you rest upon the ground,
in the warmth,
I'll become the grass.
And embrace you.
If you turn outside,
in the wetness,
I'll become the rain.
An upon your forehead, kiss you.
If you free the air,
in the light of day,
I'll become the sun.
And smile for you.

Between the miles-
if you need me.
If you need a friend.
Let me be the friend, I want to be.

Friendship isn't the pretty .


Friendship isn't always easily described .The Eskimos , they say , have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.
Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.
Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life.
Let the countdown begin.