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This is not exactly a love story, but more about learning how to respect love ....

To My Friends Who Are...MARRIED
Love is not about "it's your fault", but "I'm sorry", not "where are you' but "I'm right here", not "how could you" but "I understand", not "I wish you were", but "I'm thankful you are."

To My Friends Who Are...ENGAGED
The true measure of compatibility is not the years spent together but how good you are for each other.

To My Friends Who Are...NOT SO SINGLE
Love isn't about becoming somebody else's "perfect person." It's about finding someone who helps you become the best person you can be.

To My Friends Who Are...HEARTBROKEN
Heartbreaks last as long as you want and cut deep as you allow them to go. The challenge is not how to survive heartbreaks but to learn from them.

To My Friends Who Are...NAIVE
How to be in love: Fall but don't stumble, be consistent but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, and get hurt but never keep the pain.

To My Friends Who Are...SEARCHING
True love cannot be found where it does not truly exist, nor can it be hidden where it truly does. Love is magic. The more we hide it, the more it shows; the more you suppress it, the more it grows.

To My Friends Who Are...PLAYBOY/GIRL TYPE
Never say I love if you don't care. Never talk about feelings if they aren't there. Never touch a life if you mean to break a heart. Never look in the eye when what you do is lie. The cruelest thing a guy can do to a girl is to let her fall in love when he doesn't intend to catch her fall.

To My Friends Who Are...POSSESSIVE
It breaks your heart to see the one you love happy with someone else but it's more painful to know that the one you love is unhappy with you.

To My Friends Who Are...AFRAID TO CONFESS
Love hurts when you break up with someone. It hurts even more when someone breaks up with you. But love hurts the most when the person you love has no idea how you feel.

To My Friends Who Are...STILL HOLDING ON
A sad thing about life is that when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never bound to be and we just have to let go.

To My Friends Who Are...SINGLE
Love is like a butterfly. The more you chase it, the more it eludes you. But if you just let it fly, it would come to you when you least expect it. Love can make you happy but often times it hurts, but love's only special when you give it to someone who is worth it. So take your time and choose the best!

Three things never return:the past, the neglected opportunity, and the spoken word

duh PLKN?

just give me a break. later on, I'm goin to push my efforts to decorate this blog. we can wait for that right? later on. is not that i'm a freak on doing this thingies. *sigh* I thought I would never received that letter. luck was just not in my path for the mean time. stupid program. why do the governments need to spend OUR money on this stupid thing. seriously. It can be accepted if the program receives tonnes of positive feedbacks. but nope. what? patriotism is not something that we can instill within the short period of 3 months. I mean. come on. are they so desperate to create a patriotic generations up to the extent that they had to do this program. fine. I'm not that patriotic too, but still I love my country. I knew, I'm going to protect islam, my family, therefore I HAVE to protect my country. patriotic is a matterof how we had grew with it. How we were born with it. This program just pissed me off. Seriously, I can't participate in it. I had sent a letter of exemption from the program with a very-very-very reasonable REASONS, but it came to no avail. I hate it. I WAS crushed. and scared. hey, How do they pick the people? That question is lingering inside me. It scared me till death, imagining how my life is going to be in SABAH. Yeah it is a compulsory-participation AND they throw me dead at the end of Malaysia. Hey, I seriously need my life back. One month at home is not enough for me after a very-very-very tiring journey at LANGKAWI. duh. I guess, I have no rights to say anything.

To make it short, yeah, I was angry. When ummi told me I had got the letter, it was like, I've just been slapped hard at my face. I was tensed up. And they posted it using POS LAJU. What's that supposed to be? They were just wasting their money to inform me? Later, I talked about it with my friend. A good one. It has been so long since I last chatted with him. He was kind. I admired the his willingness to read all my whinings... basically. and the he comforted and covinced me to go there in every single way. yeah. thnx and I owed him thousands of apologies for suffocating his head with my whinings. But still I don't want to go. I can't. Seriously, I'm not going to survive. BELIEVE ME.

Apasallah,dlm byk2 manusia, kat MRSM Langkawi, saya jugak dipilih. Saya pon tidak faham. Sedangkan di maktab saya itu. TERLALU BANYAK CALON LELAKI yang layak untuk menyertainya. Whom really deserve to participate in this stupid program.

kb

erk. whaat? fine. it had been for about a week i created dis blog but i still don't have any idea how to decorate it. I guess computer is really not my experties :). watever. owh. I just came back from Kelantan yesterday. tired adding the confusion and the relieveness. but something big was missing from my life. really big. first day. as usual as it had been expected. boring? yeah a bit. My cousins were there and I can't deny the fact that I'm happy to see them. Akir? mu gelenyah.. sokmo lagu tu. haha. muiz? shut up you freak, stop calling me GIANT. mardhiah? chemical engineer to be..cool.munzir? erk, don't know him that much, but the most calm-headed person in his family. mursyid? park-ji soo future son-in-law. haha? amir, farhan, aiman, nadia? haha, I thought they are suppose to be alike like us. I mean my siblings because our father is the twins! but wrong. the recessive allele becoming the dominant one. haha. fahmi and diana? haha, one is full of jokes and another is quiet yet trying to mix with others. You know. I've lots of aunts and uncles. I mean not that lots, but my father is a sibling for 8 people. that's mean I've lots of cousins. seriously. but the truth is, I never know them that close. sometimes I do think like we are like outsiders when we met because we don't know what to say with each other. I tried to keep in contact with them, but no reply. sometimes i do feel like a fool trying to make those contacts. we are families. a big one. a family suppose to know each other very well. at least we know their latest development, but I was far behind from it. I rarely meet them. Sometimes just once a year. can you imagine that? how faraway we are but yet we were families. I love them. i mean it. anything happen to my parents, I've nowhere to turn except them.

my grandfather had just passed away a month ago. I was at the school. I cried, although I was not that close with him. I went to visit his grave later on the second day, and there I am stnding in front of the soil, reciting yaasin. It was sad. someone whom I knew for about 17 years now had gone forever from my eyes. when I went to Kota Bharu every year, I'll be always expecting a visit to Pendek to see him. But now, I can only recite yaasin for him in front of his grave. I can no longer see him. I can no longer see him sitting on the wheelchair while eating the nasi kerabu, or laksam. people comes and goes everyday. how close we are with death.

night. tahlil for my late grandpa. and it was sucks. how come only 10 PEOPLE came by. I mean we cooked for 100 persons and the people coming to the tahlil was just a nick of it. what happened? uhhhh. with nenek's health worsen that night. and the friction that was happening between my parents and my uncles and aunts, I just wanted to go back to KL immediately. I'm to small to understand all this things. I'm not reaching adult yet. adults are complicated and I don't want to be adult. to stress. can't stand it.

uh?

uh? can I know what's this all about. god, I really need not some helps but many helps. how can I change this thing?

duh wat is this. god, help me. how can I change all this thingssssss!