Thursday, November 26, 2009

a poem for a friend..


wow..when through my old blog..and found this poem..very nice..enjoy..=)


poem for a friend
FRENS FOREVA, WRITTEN WITH A PEN, SEALED WIF A KISS,

IF U R MY FREN, PLEASE ANSWER THIS,

ARE WE FRENS OR ARE WE NOT, U TOLD ME ONCE BUT I FORGOT,

SO TEL ME NOW AND TELL ME TRUE, SO I CAN SAY IM HERE FOR YOU,

OF ALL DA PEOPLE THAT I HAVE MET, YOUR THE ONES I WONT FORGET,

AND IF I DIE BEFORE YOU DO, I'LL GO TO HEAVEN AND WAIT FOR U,

SO STAY MY FREN, N ALWAYS DO, SO I CAN SAY THX 2 U,

OUR FRENSHIP MUZ START, CZ U ALL WILL ALYWAYS B IN MY HEART!!! <3
dedicated to the ones in my heart..my friends..^^
READ IT AND WEEP..signing out=P

Saturday, November 7, 2009

aiyoyo..


helo helo blog blog!!!

wel..update life again...sori so long dun write...me very da malas...=P paiseh...will try to write more..=)

wel..da macha's...da so called big indian group of boys in me skul...i reli reli get damn annoyed with dem..haizz. they keep buggin my fren sharmila....as her fren..i reli feel so hurt to see stuff happen to her.=( they do stuff tat are seriously rude and mean. i feel like giving them a tight slap and tellin them how hurtful they are!

so on thurs or wed..im nt sure..we had to hantar our boooks back. so helped out me teacher..and went down. so sharmila n i, along with kishini tanussha and yeeeting sat down 2 rest.. and to my horrow...here came da annoying guys i love to hate..T.T so da so call leader of da gang..whose name i malas to mention.. sat beside sharmila, and grabbed da purse my sis gave her as a bday present..and her money. i got so damn pissed seriously. i was like wat da hell? and dey are total pervs...reli reli..dey reli dare to touch you..even if u are a girl. sometimess..girlschool x seem tat bad..any hu..sharmila tried to fight back n grab her stuff. typical her. n da ass**** leader splashed water on her. that reli pissed me off..i wanted to slap em so bad!

lucky kevin was here...so he asked me to get upstairs wif sharmila b4 dey do worst.. she ran up. but she wanted her money...she should just stop chilling and take care of herself laaa..stuborn..wat cn we do.? so anyways..kevin bein sweet offered to pay back wat the macha's did. so sweet.. so rashvin ask me to wait..cz dey will give the money bak. so i stood on da teacher's office level and w8 wif kevin..

i looked at rashvin...de turned too another direction..and saw dev!! he was waving with his usual smile..kevin asked em to come up..i was tryin to tell em abt da macha's..but he x hear. hahah. so hel ran up. so he asked wassup? so i told em da whole frustratin story. n he asked me to follow em go k class. at da same tym sharmila came down. so dev say jz cum wif em. kevin said no..cz da macha's r dangerous..bt dev x care and he led me down da stairs.. i walked bhind sharmila..hoping they would stop. but once dey reach da pondok bacaan..dey gave her bak money..but wen she took it..dey x let go..she got scared and bent down..(which i tink made it worst..but hey she was scared)..dev grabbed me and said: cn u jz gt out of there n cum? i grabbed sharmila..n she took a separate ways..dev jz held my shoulder and brought me along..he told sharmila to go to keith nw. lucky he was der!! so sharmila told keith da whole story. i turned around n realise dev wen up..=(

den norma came down ans scolded us..so we had to go class.. well.. da next day, we talked to my beloved teacher seyamala...she gave us great advice..i reli reli was so thnkful to her..god bless her..an awesome teacher..

well..that momment wen dev was der...he really seemed like he knew what he was doing. he seemed so cool and calm. i felt so safe when he was theere. like a spark of my hero..cheezy..but yea..its reli true..i felt so warm n lucky to have em der. and tinkin nw...i tink he x scared cz he has a black bellt in karate or taekondo? hahha.. he rocks. i dunno hv to thnk em la. he x mind..but i reli do. i owe him one..=)

well..days are normal. we play games like crazy! it was soooo dammmnnnn funnnn!! ahaha...luv my frens la.. annd at night..kal told me dey wen jj x me..n apologized. well..im reli nt mad at her at all.. but i felt ditched laa. im used to it.. n im nt blaming her at all. haiz..feelin alone sad depress and left out..dunno who my frens are anymore la..

thnkful to da ones who are here..jealously taking over me..and im reli scared to get close to my frens lately...cz..i tink once i gt too close...n dey jz suddenly leave..n go so far..n i just gt hurt..haizz..i have no comments..

read it and weep signin out..(emo..zzz)

to realize the value of time..


to realise the value of one year,

ask a studdent who has failed a final exam,

to realise the value of one month,

ask a mother who has given birth to a premature baby,

to realise the value of one week,

ask an editor of a weekly newspaper,

to realise the value of one hour,

ask the lovers who are waiting to meet,

to realise the value of one minute,

ask the person who has missed the train or bus,

to realise the value of one second,

ask a person who has just survived an accident,


time waits for no one,

treasure everymomment you have...


remember..


yesterday is history,

tommorow is a mystery,

today is a gift,

that's why it is called the present