tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-72548919697009378282024-03-14T02:53:33.072+08:00When My Heart Tells YouUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254891969700937828.post-26414663905659435722010-12-10T06:44:00.000+08:002010-12-10T06:44:36.791+08:00VIOLET LIMJangan bazirkan masa untuk meratapi kehilangan orang yang kita sayang. Kita perlu sayangkan diri kita lebih daripada kita sayangkan orang lain. Binalah hidup baru.<br />
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Thanks Violet Lim, I'll take note :)<br />
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Dont wasted the time to cry upon (losing) the people we love. We need to love ourselves more than loving other people. Create a new life.<br />
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Sorry, I am not a good translator :)<br />
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Actually I did not cry upon them. I am very motivated. One day, I'll find my happiness like others too!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254891969700937828.post-70753862164833589032010-12-09T00:36:00.000+08:002010-12-09T00:36:30.719+08:00INSHAALLAH<div style="text-align: justify;">I am laughing as if nothing happen. I am listening to InshaAllah, by Maher Zain. InshaAllah means With Allah's willing :) </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Allah is the best companion ever. He is always on my side when I really need someone to listen to me. He gives me a promise that one day, I will find the way to my happiness. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">It is very true that I have financial and relationship problems. But I always wonder, how long could it be for me to cry upon them? Allah will help me to find me a Saviour :) So stop crying. I am not pathetic. I'll find the solutions on my own. Pray for me :) As a Muslim, Allah always love his servants to favour him everything refers to life :) </div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">It happens to me and I sit in front of my lappy just to wipe the tears. I hate the feeling!</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"> This is Tara :) My kitten</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This is Mok. My kitten. He is 7 months old. Big huh? </div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">My kitten with I believe he has a peachy colour is Pinky (dont ask me why his name is Pinky. Mom named him). The other one with a brown stripe on her is Coda (I call her Ular Sawa-Phyton)</div><br />
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Sharing photos :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254891969700937828.post-16844396911764422502010-11-17T20:55:00.000+08:002010-11-17T20:55:12.773+08:00IF YOU DARE TO..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jm5SwbkSAGE/TOPQcXN69TI/AAAAAAAAAjw/bgqOaikf9Tk/s1600/baru.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jm5SwbkSAGE/TOPQcXN69TI/AAAAAAAAAjw/bgqOaikf9Tk/s320/baru.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7254891969700937828.post-61303639482510457922010-11-13T21:23:00.000+08:002010-11-14T23:34:14.997+08:00I USED TO BELIEVE<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">I used to believe, a romantic novel tells the real love. It might happens to some people. But it will never happens to me.Maybe...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">When I was in a secondary school, I would collecting romantic novel (love story) rather than socializing with friends. They would gossiping about boys. But I will just keep quite. I would repeat and repeat reading the love story. The plot will always be the same. A handsome guy, with a good names & charming. They will always believe they are not meant for each other. But, that's what people said, God's faith. The climax: They will find their souls and happily married. I will burst into tears once the handsome prince charming hurts the lovely sweet girl. Everyday will be the same with me. Until I realized, I have multiple my collection.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Now Im working. And I stop believing on love story as I noticed I have very deep and sensitive inside. I will cry on a sad ending love story. Even a happy ending. The facts that I have to face is, My failure in a relationship. I could even link my relationship to a love story that I read. Im a grown up woman. Im not seeking for love anymore. Sorry? I did actually. But I have not intense my feelings towards it. And it doesn't mean Im not falling into guys. I just believe that Allah doesn't show me the path yet :)</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">Do you believe in a love story. Do tell me about your story...</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0