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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

harlows,youu!
A post just forr youu. ♥




That's youu.Sumpah annoying but cute.

Youu are always there,Bear.I swear upon my heart.

You're always there for me through both the good times and the bad.
You're always there to laugh with, or to help me when I'm sad.
Down at the mall even though we had no money.
Laughing at anything and everything, yet none of it was funny.
Walking around the void deck, or looking at each other faces all day,
We never really ran out of things to say.
Helping each other through both thin and thick.
You live only two hours away now, but it seems so far.
I wish I could be down there, where you are.
No longer can we stay up late, talking all night long,
Trying to figure out, how things can go so wrong.
Why do two of us which is the best you'll ever know,
Have to be split up, because one is forced to go?
If you ever need to talk, then just pick up the phone,
Beep me.I know right now you feel it, but you're definitly not alone.
Although you may be feeling, somewhat out of touch,
Never forget that your chellam pig,MAII love you very very much. ♥

I will always remember every single moments I spend with youu.I quarrel with youu over the slightest thing when my PMS is being a biatch.Youu kept quiet, swallowing every single thing. Youu hate to see miee sad or feel down nnd youu will quickly try to cheer miee with your nonsense yet sarcastic remarks. Yes, I have to admit that there are other guys who treats miee better butt still I choose youu among all. Youu wondered whyy. Cause youu are simply different from all. All my ex guys or flings or basically some guys friends always called miee bie,baby,sayang,love nnd all the sweet lovey dovey words. Butt he is simply different. We called each other babi,pig,donkey,monkey,sial,setan,iblis,pookey,buto nnd still the love is there. We even communicate AKU,KO nnd not even I,YOUU.Told youu, he is completely a different guy I have ever met. The way he show love to miee is one of a kind. I never feel this way before.I dont even know how am I suppose to explain the feeling in words. Unexplainable. Now, youu will be apart from miee.Dont worry, I swear upon youu that I will be right here waiting forr youu.Nnd youu please please come back quick wokayys?! Atleast forr miee.Dont menggatal with the Malaysians chicks k babi.Sumpah aku sunat kan ko lagi satu kali.HAH!

Now already I am missing your voice.Babi,cepat balek wokayys?! Sumpah aku love ko deep deep nnd miss ko ttm yerr! A few months..I wonder how I will move on with lyfe without youu.Hisaaaaaaaaap.

Till here blog.Goodbye.I hope I have the strength to move on without hym for a few months.Insyaallah uhh k.

muchLURVES,
`Maii




Monday, November 08, 2010

Life isn't about keeping score. It's not about how many people call you and it's not about who you've dated, are dating, or haven't dated at all. It isn't about who you've kissed, what sport you play, or which guy or girl likes you. It's not about your shoes or your hair or the color of your skin or where you live or go to school. In fact, it's not about grades, money, clothes, or colleges that accept you or not. Life isn't about if you have lots of friends, or if you are alone, and it's not about how accepted or unaccepted you are. Life just isn't about that. But life is about who you love and who you hurt. It's about how you feel about yourself. It's about trust, happiness, and compassion. Life is about avoiding jealousy, overcoming ignorance, and building confidence. It's about what you say and what you mean. It's about seeing people for who they are and not what they have. Most of all, it is about choosing to use your life to touch someone else's in a way that could never have been achieved otherwise. These choices are what life's about.

DEFINE LYFE. ♥

I know my blog is so dead.One obvious reason whyy is because I want to be low profile.Trying not to update anymore personal stuffs already.I will maybe start blogging back one fine day!Goodbye!


I never found the words to say, you're the one I think about each day.

You know, one day you look at the person and you see something more than you did the night before. Like a switch has been flicked somewhere. And the person who was just a friend is suddenly the only person you can ever imagine yourself with.






Youu know who youu are.

muchLURVES,
`Maii




Maii
the unique one

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MAII.
Turning 19 on 28 Dec.
Republic Poly.
Not yet taken by anyone. ♥

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