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Masih terduduk sambil meriba laptop tanpa dialaskan bantal yang empuk. Santapan sudah siap dijamah untuk bekalan hari puasa esok. Hanya menunggu masa untuk berlabuh, merehatkan mata yang kian rapuh. Semoga sempat untuk ku bertemu lagi dengan subuh..

P/S: Seandainya lenaku sentiasa dibuai mimpi indah selamanya..............

Cebisan Nukilan Hati

       Kehilangan sesuatu yang disayangi adalah sesuatu perkara yang tidak boleh diterima dalam hidup. Tambah menyedihkan apabila kehilangan itu adalah untuk selama-lamanya. Kita juga sebagai manusia tidak mampu merencanakan kehidupan kita. Tidak semua yang indah dan manis akan berlaku dalam kehidupan ini, kekadang terselit pahit dan duka yang tidak mampu untuk kita mengubahnya. Setiap yang ditakdirkan, ada hikmah yang tersirat di dalamnya yang mampu digali oleh akal fikiran kita sebagai manusia. Ada masanya Tuhan menurunkan bala untuk menyedarkan mereka yang lupa dan alpa, dan tak kurang pula ada yang mendapat nikmat atas usaha dan kesusahan yang pernah mereka alami sebelumnya. Kita juga tidak mampu mengubah dan melawan takdir. Takdir yang ditentukan tersimpan seribu pengajaran yang perlu kita cungkil agar sentiasa maju ke hadapan dan tidak tersesat ke belakang. Kadang-kadang kita terfikir dari penglihatan kita, mengapa mereka yang lalai itu sentiasa bahagia dan kelihatan seperti tidak dilanda musibah, seolah-olah Tuhan merencanakan segala yang baik-baik untuk mereka, tidak ada satu pun kesulitan yang dihadapi, walhal, itu cuma daripada pandangan kasar kita sahaja, tanpa kita tahu kesengsaraan yang bakal diturunkan kepada mereka pada hari mendatang. Mungkin hari ini mereka ketawa dan mungkin juga hari esok mereka pasti menangis. Tidak dinafikan, segelintir daripada kita ada yang terikut-ikut dengan cara kehidupan mereka yang jahil, hanya kerana ingin menjadi seperti mereka, dan mencuba sesuatu yang salah untuk keseronokan diri, dan menyebabkan diri terjerat ke lembah dosa yang mungkin tiada penghujungnya. Oleh itu, sentiasalah berpegang kepada ajaran yang betul dan tidak selamanya terpesong sehingga mengakibatkan hidup sentiasa tanpa arah tujuan. Apa yang kita ada sekarang hanyalah pinjaman sahaja, ilmu dan amalan yang akan dijadikan penghitung untuk kekal bahagia selama-lamanya. Kehilangan yang dirasai mungkin berat untuk dipikul, tetapi mungkin ia tidak sehebat azab yang bakal ditanggung di kemudian nanti.

P/S: Cebisan nukilan di atas dipotretkan bukan untuk semua tapi untuk diri sendiri jua.

Peace, NO WAR!!

Islam is a religion which has set guidelines for everything, in every walk of life. Islam teaches all good things to their believers in order to become a good muslim and a good person. However, many people in the world nowadays has negative impressions about Islam. This is because of the media influences. Western medias and reporters often say that Muslims are terrorists. This become a common image to the world that all Muslims are terrorist. Many incorrect informations about Islam has been spread out all over the world, including news, images, and videos. Myself as a muslim has been taught all good values since childhood time and of course I felt so sad and upset when my religion are labelled that way. I admits that not all people has that kind of negative image on my religion, they probably knows that it is part of ways to make Islam fall and bad through the eyes of the world. A world without hate and a world without war will be a wonderful world to everybody. Does it sounds great huh??

P/S: Only love can conquer hate...

Part of me...

P/S: U cannot always have happiness, but u can always give happiness...

The world isnt safe anymore :(

This is a true story about a woman who has being kidnapped and escaped safely. As I went through the whole story, it is very important for me as a blogger to share it with everybody :) Please read it until end, it might save your life too...

 

30 hours ago, I escaped from being kidnapped

by Chin Xin-Ci on Tuesday, May 29, 2012 at 12:39am

As I sit here writing this, I am just so grateful to be alive.

To think that 30 hours ago I had a knife to my throat, face to face with the threat of being kidnapped and raped.

It was a Sunday, at 5.22PM. I was alone, walking towards my boyfriend's car in level B2 of The Curve, Mutiara Damansara. He was not in town, and I was running errands with his car. Just as I was putting my shopping bags in the rear seat, the rear car door was slammed against my back, and a meat cleaver was pressed against my throat. A man covered my mouth with his hand, and whispered not to scream. He then shoved me onto the floor of the backseat of the car and waved the cleaver at me, reminding me not to scream. He was skinny, wearing a baggy turqoise blue t-shirt, had a thick moustache and short curly hair, approx 5'8", mid-30s, and of Indian descent.

At this moment, second man appeared. He was also in his mid-30s. He was wearing a red t-shirt, had a crewcut, and was of Malay descent. He grabbed my car keys and demanded for my parking ticket. I couldn't remember where it was. They shoved me deeper into the car, and the Indian man got into the back seat with me, while the Malay man got into the driver's seat, driving us out of the carpark.

I told them they could take everything, just let me go. But at that point they didn't even ask for money. Instead, the Indian man started to make sexual advances. Then it hit me. "Oh my God. Oh my God. This is really happening. I'm being kidnapped.. and I think I know what they want."



From this moment on, there were a few crucial things that happened that I think is the reason I'm alive today.

1. I managed to get into a position to escape.
When they got into the car, the Indian man had tried to force my body down onto the floor. I knew that the moment I'm on the floor, there would be no chance of escape. So I begged him to let me sit up. I promised him I wouldn't scream or alert anyone's attention. Thankfully, he trusted me, and let me sit up, gripping my arm tightly. Then I told him my arm really hurt and to please not grip it so hard. He loosened his grip.

2. I did not fight for the sake of fighting.
I was in an enclosed space, with no clear escape route. I would never win in a fight with these 2 guys, especially when they have sharp weapons. Had I fought from the get go, I may not have been in a position to escape. I might've even been knocked out cold, and God only knows where I would be right now.

3. I was lucky and sneaky.
I knew that the only way to escape, was to jump out of the car, even if it was moving. They had locked the car doors. So I leaned back, pretended to scratch my hair, and shakily unlocked the door I was leaning against. I'm so lucky they did not see or hear this!

4. I went 'crazy' at the right time.
And then I waited. I knew that the car would have to slow down outside the parking lot, as it exits to merge with the main roads. The moment it slowed down, I opened the car door and tried to make a run for it. I failed. I kicked my legs out of the car, but the Indian man had managed to pull my body back in. From this moment on, everything is a blur. I remember the Malay driver temporarily stopping the car, leaning over from the driver's seat and attempting to close the door and pull my legs in. At that point I remember thinking, "Even if I don't get out now, I need to keep the door open and my legs out the door. At the very least, it should cause a scene, and someone would see me. Or, the door might hit another car and they'll be forced to slow down." So I continued kicking. My right foot pushed against the wide-open car door to keep it open. I recall elbowing, struggling, kicking, and even biting. I lost my glasses, and was struggling blindly for my life. At some point the Malay driver yelled, "BAGI DIA LEPAS! BAGI DIA LEPAS!" (Let her go! Let her go!) and the Indian man loosened his grip. I made a jump out of the still-moving car, and ran for my life.

5. I acted in spite of the fear.
My friends said I was brave. But I didn't feel like it. I was quivering and shaking in fear. I was so afraid. I thought I was going to die. I was weak with fear and deathly afraid. I truly thought "this was it". But I knew I HAD to move. I had to run. Or there would be a worser fate in store for me. While I was quaking in fear, I forced myself to look around and see if there was any way I could escape, or even catch someone's eye.

6. I remembered the people I love.
The only thing that matters when you're faced with potentially horrendous fate, is the people in your life. When I felt the knife to my neck, the first thing I thought was , "This cannot be happening. I must be dreaming." The second? The people that truly matter to me flashed across my mind. It sounds cliche, but it's true. I thought of my parents. My brother. Khailee. Esther. More people. That's all I could think of for a few moments, before I thought, "Shit. I need to get out of here."


I ran towards the Maybank outlet at the Curve. There were plenty of people milling around. I screamed for help over and over again. I was hysterical. I grabbed an older Malay man by his shoulders and begged for help before practically collapsing at his feet.

I will always remember the relief and liberation I felt, running over Mutiara Damansara's manicured grass and into the crowd.


Today, I found out that the entire ordeal from the moment I left the parking ticket payment machine, to my escape, happened in about 4 minutes. To me, it felt like one long nightmare.

We never think its going to happen to us... and then it does. I used to think that this is something that happens only in the papers and to people far, far removed from me. But then it did happen to me. I moved to PJ/KL 6 years ago, and I've spent countless mornings, afternoons and nights at The Curve. When my friends and I were organizing Rock Up! back in 2008, we were walking around the place at 4AM even. It's been 6 years, and never once did I feel that I was unsafe at The Curve. Until yesterday.

I feel like moving out of the country ASAP. Getting the hell out of this state where you hear of a kidnapping or attempted one every month (remember Nayati?), or a snatch theft every week. And yet I'm fully aware of the fact that in another country with more lax firearm laws, they would've been holding a gun to my head, not a cleaver. And that would've been so, so much worse.

I'm Blessed. By God's grace, I am alive and relatively well. And I will live another day to build another cat iPhone app. It just was not my time to go. And for that, I thank God.
I want to share this story with everyone because cops tell me that they rarely get to hear it from someone who escapes.

Girls, be so very careful. Be vigilant, and please try not to go anywhere alone. If you need to walk to the carpark, and you're alone, get a guard to go with you. I was recently told that it's part of their job description to assist anyone if needed.

Guys, watch out for your girlfriends, wives, mothers, sisters and friends. Walk with them, don't take their paranoia or fear lightly. Watch out for them.

And everyone, just watch out for each other. Take care of each other. These things really DO happen. As I ran out of the car, so many people came to help me. Strangers who didn't know who I was, came forward and offered me tissue paper, water, cellphones, and general comfort.

Malaysians, please care for one another. You already do. Just keep on caring. Keep watching out for each other. Don't worry about being thought of as "busy body" or "overreacting". The world can be a cruel place, but all it takes is for people to care for one another to make all the difference.

 

 

P/S: Always make sure no one following you when u're walking to the car park and make sure u locked ur car as soon as u gets in the car

Hingga Akhir Nanti

 Kau umpama bintang yang menyinari hidupku

Diriku akan rebah tanpa dirimu

Hadirlah selalu, usah kau pergi

Bahagia ku rasakan bersamamu di sisi
 

Usah kau ragu dengan kesetiaan ini

Kau tetap ku cintai hingga akhir nanti

Perlukah aku bersujud dan menangis

Untuk ku buktikan cintaku yang agung ini
 

Biarlah apa pun kata dari mereka

Ku tak kan menyesal dan berpaling

Kerna ku yakin cinta ini akan bersemi

Hingga akhir nanti

Dan kau tetap akan ku nanti

P/S: Sekali sekala bermadah tak salah bukan.. :-)

Mutiara Kata

Orang selalu kata...... 

• Mendung tak semestinya Hujan
• Senyum tak semestinya Bahagia
• Selalu ketawa tak semestinya Tak Pernah Menangis
• Senyap tak semestinya Lupa
• Diam tak semestinya Sombong
• Mendahului x semestinya Menang
• Bertudung x semestinya Baik
• Tua x semestinya Matang
• Muda x semestinya Bujang
• Lembik x semestinya Tak Kuat
• Murah x semestinya Tak Bagus
• Mahal x semestinya Tahan Lama
• Hilang Sebentar tak semestinya Hilang Selama2nya
• Nakal x semestinya Jahat
• Gemuk x semestinya Tak Sihat
• Cantik x semestinya Bijak
• Hensem x semestinya Straight
• Marah x semestinya Benci
• Sayang x semestinya Cinta
• Cinta x semestinya Bersatu

P/S: Never judge a book by its cover

My favourite choco bar :)

Do u recognized this choc box? 

That is my favourite chocolate bar during my childhood time. Before I go to school, I used to buy it at a shop nearby from my house while waiting for d bus. During that time, if I`m not mistaken, it only costs me 10cent/per box. Its really yummy and I used to buy 2 or 3 box in 1 time. But, that was around 20years ago.. because few months back, when I go back to my hometown, I went to a shop to buy some groceries, on my way to pay d bills at d counter, I saw a small choc box with pink color, at a front side of d shop, just next to the counter. Myself: Hey, I know U (choc bar)..I was so excited because I haven`t seen it for a very long time, suddenly, my mind flew me away to d moment I was a kid and without thinking I grab that choc bar and bought it becoz I want to taste it and I also wondered if it still has a same taste just like before. Sadly, it doesn`t taste as good as it did during I was a little girl. The taste makes me feel Eeuwwww, why it tastes like this?? I bought dat choc bar in a medium packet which consists around 10packs inside, I ended up giving all of it to my lil cousins. The conclusion of the story, it is proven that everything can change so quickly as the time goes by...

Bye2 my little choc bar ;-(

P/S: Time And Tide Wait For No Man (1 of d gud things I`ve learned in school)

Assalammualaikum n A big hi!

Hi frens.. It's been a long time I didn't write anything here..I'm now in Japan for tourism purposes n at d same time visiting my bro my sis in law here..I will share wit u guys d great experience n d best moment while I'm in here..d very best ting which I will not forget in my life :)

P/S: I've fulfilled 1 of my dream. Do U want to noe which 1 is dat? U can check out my past entries n U will find d answer :)

My top 5 movies when i was a kid

Wut movie did you watch over n over as a kid? I tell u mine n here are my rankings: 

5th

Honey, I Shrunk d Kids



4th

The Terminator

3rd

The Cave of The Golden Rose

2nd

Child`s Play (Part I, II, & III)

1st

Back To The Future (Part I, II, & III)

P/S: I love to watch movie that can make me think, laugh n cry..

Married or not you should read this...

I read this story on d net n m not sure if this is a true story or not but i think its worth to share. Jom baca :))

“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed-dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….
 

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
 
If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

 P/S: We can make a difference :)

LOL

Im nobody, im only me

Imperfect n not too direct

Tell me any funniest things n m sure laughing

Seriously m not kidding coz it is one of d finest thing

I woke up in d morning everyday

Gonna keep my body fresh n get that smell away

Gone to work with my Bumblebee'ing :)

Ure my driving wheel n my darl' ling..

Having a wonderful life is 1 of a gud thing

Never take things for granted n owez keep smiling

Live ur life in ur own way n pls dont forget to pray

U will find sumday, ol gud things will coming ur way

n thats ol i wanted to say.....

P/S: Life is gud, rite??

I Got It Really Bad

   P/S: Dis song doesnt mean anytin much to me n x de kene mengene dgn my life pun but m jez dunno y m kip on loving it..HAH!!

In Search of d Right Path n d TRUTH

I've been suggested dis site from a gud fren of mine n this is a very gud documentary coz there are many hidden secrets u may gain from there. Click d url n enjoy watching. I strongly advise u guys to watch from d beginning episode n u'l hv a clear understanding..Enjoy watching, u`ll hv nuthin to lose :)

         http://www.wakeupproject.com


P/S: Sharing is CARING :)

Adawiyah Iman :)

     D day we`ve all been patiently waiting for already came on 24th august when my lovely, cuttie niece was born in dis world. Her name is Adawiyah Iman, born in a holy month of Ramadhan and in Japan. She is d first grandchildren to my family, that`s y her arrival is sumting that we cant really wait and it is sumting special. She looks alike my bro and my mum oso said she looks so much like my bro when my bro was a small little baby. Her nose is just like my bro n my mum, she has a pair of beautiful eyes, and she looks very smart in her own way. I also think my wonderful mother was just like adawiyah as a child. When m thinking about her, I always watching videos of her thru d net n downloading ol of it in my lappy so i can watch how cute she is together with my mum. My mum oso ask me to put adawiyah`s pic as a wallpaper in her phone, so she can see n kiss her grandchildren every single day n she`s still doing it until now. She wil b back to malaysia in dis early october together with her nanny, my bro and my sis in law. We have planned sumting, an aqiqah, sumting like a feast for adawiyah after she's back to malaysia and my mum wanted it to be grand n remembered since she is the only grandchildren of her for now. Yes, her birth is indeed one of d greatest tings happened in our life and in our family. I hope that she will be a wonderful daughter to her parent, a very gud person, and a good leader. Adawiyah Iman, a beautiful name as her and it definitely has a beautiful meaning as well and may ol d beauty always colors d life of urs. We luv u so much.. xoxo.. :-)

P/S: A beautiful song for a beautiful baby girl like u :-)
http://youtu.be/1MwjX4dG72s

E.P.I.L.O.G II

Langit yang tinggi terlalu sukar untuk ku gapai..
Sinar matahari dan bulan memberi cahaya untuk ku berlari dalam kegelapan..
Hujan yang turun bagaikan emas yang menaburi ke seluruh pelosok mahligai..
Dan pelangi petang yang datang merungkai rahsia simbolik 'Oh! indahnya sungguh ciptaan tuhan'..

Di hari siang yang tenang, termanggu ku sendirian...
Memikirkan episod demi episod baru yang bakal mendatang..
Adakah hari esok bakal memberikan satu lagi kedamaian yang berpanjangan..
Harapan yang menggunung adakalanya menyiksakan..
Penantian demi penantian yang berakhir dengan kekecewaan..
Terlalu berat menanggung bebanan memori pahit yang kian usang..
Terasa sunnguh penat menanti sang arjuna yang masih tidak kunjung datang..

Jika pun kau hadir hanyalah sementara sebagai peneman di kala hati kekosongan..
Syukur ku masih ku panjatkan kerana aku tahu aku tidak kesepian..
Untuk ku menempuh ranjau hidup sambil disulami kisah cinta puitis, ilusi atau khayalan..
Biarpun ku tahu hadirmu pasti memberi satu lagi episod baru penuh kelukaan.......


P/S: Dalam panas ku menadah gerimis.......

Newborn~~~

So excited and m very gratefully indeed d moment i heard my very-close-kuz (along)'s wife oredi delivered a baby boy on saturday, 20th March ard 12pm. Abt 1 n half week before his delivery, his mum admitted to hospital for a several times due to sum complications on her pregnancy. Pergh, so happening beb..at 1st, thought baby nak kuar dah coz ikutkan bln 3 memang dah due, so anytime je baby leh kuar, tp x jadi.. Doc suruh balik umah coz according to him, the time (delivery) hasnt come yet. Then, baby ni wat gempak lagi kali ke-2 n d result is stil d same, makes everyone around get panic n kip waiting..n finally the moment that we are waiting for has come n m fel not okay coz m not there to celebrate..Distance is one of d reason, sum more i hv to attend a wedding on that day..Nak blk hari ahad mcm x best plak sbb x kan nk blk melaka jez for a day. So i decide to go bck to my hometown a week later which is on dis friday..So i hv two extra more days with Mohd Amin..that is his name..n also two extra more days with my other relatives including my atuk n nenek..Pity my bro, cannot go back dis wik with me n my mum coz nk attend kursus kawen, but he already bought sumting for baby amin n m really cant wait to c him n hold him. Hm..How he looks like? When i received his picture from his father through mms, a day after his delivery, i cant described my feeling, he is so cute (well, baby mana yg x cute, haha) he look alike his father, hidung terpatuk, quite long eye brow, n bile tgk pic die, in ur heart says, budak ni cerdik la..everybody says dat, n so my mum..n to end dis entry, my quick message to u baby amin:>> We welcome u to dis world with happy heart. I wish n pray for all the good things comes into ur life..Ur born is a one of a proud to ur dad`s family n one of a joy in our descendant. Meet me dis friday, ur Busu mai (",)

P/S: Jom layan lagu bwh, 1 of my favourite song before dis band (creed) split dgn vokalis die..Sedih  beb..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1HdGUNm6-qI

Pieces of Me...

In dis entry, nak share sumting abt one of my interests..>>Music<< Y so?? coz m so addicted into music..Every types of music i layan je except dangdut..huhu..n d best part here, I love to listen songs dat most gurls hate most>>>ROCK<<< Bands like Muse, SOAD, Nirvana, Metallica, Audioslave these bands are my favourite..Honestly i dun really listen to ol their songs, m oso dun buy their CD-s, i just download lagu dieorg yg i betul2 minat kt iMesh n Limewire..free lagi..huhu..n one ting,,i hv a very bad habit when m on d road, suke pasang lagu kuat2 smp rase leh pecah speaker..tu yg everytime anta keta utk service, speaker mst ade prob..huhu..but i oly do tat when im all alone in my car..m oso interested into slow music played by dido, celine dion, lenka, n the cranberries,,well i luv them much much n much..when im into problems or i hv nuthing to do, my ears will start working..pity them..hehe..Below are my top 10 list, so u guys better check it out...

• The Cranberries - Linger, Dreams, Ode To My Family
• Dido - Here With Me, White Flag
• Nirvana - The Man Who Sold The World, Smells Like Teen Spirit
• Audioslave - Like A Stone, I Am The Highway
• Muse - Starlight, Unintended, New Born
• My Chemical Romance - Disenchanted, The Black Parade, I Dont Love You, Cancer
• SOAD - Atwa, Chop Suey
• Celine Dion - I Love You
• Metallica - The Unforgiven
• Lenka - Trouble is A Friend, The Show

2010, Welcome to d Year of New Vision and New Exploration...

Previous year, I was one of d unhappiest lads in my town..I hd tough time with my job, my finances sucks...I despised my gr8 motto coz I failed to accomplish ol of them..Back to that year,everyday afta finished working, I came home each nite with a bad headache-fed by dissapointment, worry, bitterness, n rebellion..I was rebelling bcoz d pressure dat I brought from d office. M totally wired with my job at dat point of time. So I made my final decision..I QUIT!!! coz I think dis decision wil completely altered my future. I knew i hd everyting to gain n nuthin 2 lose by giving up d job i despised. I was once interested in making a lot of money, but I wasn`t interested in making a lot of living..n now I`ve realised dat money doesn`t give me d happiness tat I wan in life..I`m so blessed dat m still breathing until now n I always seek 4 guidance n pray to the almighty ALLAH for me to be a better person for every single day..n from now on, m oredi made a plan..In dis year of 2010, I hv sum gud plans tat pops in my head n m gonna get it done no matter what..I m d master of myself, so I`ll do what I wanna do as long as it gives me strength, joy, confident n etc..I welcome dis new year of 2010 as a year of New Vision n Exploration n its time to say gudbye to d year of frustration n depression..Live d life to d fullest before it is too late. Well,,,,it is never too late............

P/S: Take d power to choose wat u wanna do n do it well, take d power to luv wat u wan in life n luv  it honestly n take d power to make ur life happy..This life is urs n it begins every single day...... (",)

After so long..

Im sorry my bucuk coz I didnt write on ur wall for a long time. Dis is due to my unlimited time on the net. Im miss U so much n I promise U that I`ll be here very soon n I`ll write on ur wall more often. M so sleepy rite now and Im so sorry coz I`ve to go to bed now dear. 2moro I`ve to wake up early coz I dun want to get myself stuck in the heavy traffic. So I`ll be back in a few days time n within that time pls be good ok. Dun let any viruses attacks U coz I dun want U to fall sick. Da......Mmuaahhh...

P/S: Above message is dedicated to my blog. Well,they have feelings too...Huahuahua..