> my first significance...
Ohh well, me really dunnoe wat to do now..but at least i'm uttering sum rubbish here and there in my first so-called blogger..i really dun noe y i'm being born into this world...though sum of my gd frenz..actually hindered me of tinkg like tat in the 1st place...God i'm truly truly sorry 4 askg this...but i noe that You have a main purpose of lettg me born in this undesirable world thru this woman named Habsah Ismail...whom i really adore till now!!! Mum, i've accomplished so far to show to ur not-so favourite dad's side...i've managed to the uni...the point is i'm grateful to God and also Abg faizal...if only he determined to go that far...but to no avail...i've realised how 'they' treated u with hatred and pain...all this while...Frm the beginning of realisation..1st Sep 1972...where u and Dad got married....u knew sum ppl dun like u..juz because ur a villager's 3rd daughter out of 7 kids...though one had passed away to be with the Creator...wateva it is, u've gone thru all the 'malapetaka' in ur life plus Dad's annoyg behaviour till now...hehehe........u've been the best Mum i've eva had...i knew Mother's day had passed...but as for me...it will be everyday...Father's dae around the corner...haven plan actually wat to do for that special dae...it may be a normal dae...i guess...but ur dae will be sumtg more special unlike any other daes!!!! Gosh...i really dun noe wat to do now if both of ya not around anymore...i mite b like a chick juz lost its mum...hehehhehe...translated frm a mly idiom...
Fik and Myra, if ya happen to read this...i'm trully grateful to ya guys...for enduring my irritating nonsenses..if there's such a word...u guys have been my best buds thru out my whole life since sec sch 'days of DannyBoy's life' i'm here not to so-called carry ur 'balls' but me really owe a lot to ya guys....wen i'm down...ur there...wen i'm rejected...ur there...wen i'm bored...ur there too...but i'll never get sick of ur faces....This is the truth nothing but the truth.....i noe typing that sentence mite not b sincere....but it's my heart that have been whisperg those sweet words to my weak birdie brain...u guys always joke bout that....i realise my head was the pimple in between my shoulders....hehehe...geez thanks Fiko.....though i'm always been the fool in our gang....i'll neva take it to heart...unless i really can't stand my limits....so this is a tribute to ya guys...no matter where u wanna go to ur 'dream continents' do remember that tis blur but gd-lookg fren of urs...ehem-ehem....will always cherish those sweet moments we had together....insyaallah...if i've got enuff cash...hahaha...i'll visit u guys....one dae we mite see one another...juz beside our graves....masyaallah....Geez...1st entry...i wrote this much...i need to take a rest now.... :p
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