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I LOVE YOU, YASZMEER :)</div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Entry ni aku nak cerita pasal berbuka semalam. Yaszmeer ajak pergi Sunway AGAIN-.- HAHA. Dia dtg lambat amik aku. Gerak dari hostel pun dah pukul 7.15 mcmtu. Jadinya mmg tak sempat nak sampai Sunway Piramid. Ceritanya, kami berbuka di tepi highway yg menuju ke Sunway Piramid tu (area tol Sunway). Berbukalah dgn sebatang rokok. Air apa semua tak ada. Siap habis rokok, baru teruskan perjalanan pergi Sunway (ecehhh mcm jauh sgt jee).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sampai jee dekat Sunway, terus pergi kios Auntie Anne's lagi. HAHA mcm biasa, aku gila bendalah ni. Yaszmeer pula mcm tahu jee. Dia belikan lah bendalah yg aku suka makan tuuu. Lepas beli, kitorang tak tahu nak makan apa. So Yaszmeer ajak aku lepak dekat pintu blkg Sunway tu (berhadapan dgn Sunway Lagoon). Lepak situ makan Aunti Anne's tuuu. Dah fikir-2, aku ajak dia makan Hot & Roll sbb dia kata dah kenyang makan Aunti Anne's tu.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sampai dekat kios Hot & Roll, aku order fav aku mcm biasa. Yaszmeer pula suruh aku orderkan paratha yg pernah aku orderkan utk dia dulu. Aku pun order lah Black Pepper Beef yg crispy wrap untuk aku and utk dia aku orderkan Chicken & Cheese paratha wrap. Sedap tau Hot & Roll ni sebenarnya and harga dia tak lah mahal. Tak lebih rm6 pun. Dekat bwh ni aku letak senarai yg ada and harga dia. Ohh gambar semua ni aku amik dari Google :)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Lepas makan, Yaszmeer ajak aku beli barang masak utk aku sahur. Aku call Asna, tanya dia nak makan apa utk sahur. Fikir punya fikir aku ckp nak masak mihun tomyam. Aku pun carilah bahan nak masak mihun tomyam ni. Siap semua, Yaszmeer ajak aku balik hostel sbb takut lambat masuk. Sampai hostel, mcm biasa aku dgn dia lepak minum dulu dekat kedai bwh hostel aku ni.</span></div>
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<span style="color: yellow;">*THANKS FOR EVERYTHING, SAYANG. And sorry pasal apa yang eby cakapkan pagi tuu. I love you, honey!</span>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Entry ni nak cerita pasal berbuka dengan ice-cream. Okay rasanya kelmarin kot aku cakap dekat Yaszmeer yg aku rasa nak makan eskem. So alkisahnya bermula bila Asna berbuka luar harini dengan abang sayang dia. Jadinya aku sorang. Aku pun nak masak nasi untuk masak. Tiba-2 Yaszmeer meseg and ckp tak payah masak. Dia ajak berbuka luar. Dia tnya aku nak mkn Mcd tak, sbb aku ni gila <span style="color: red;">Mcd</span>. Aku pun okay jelah. Yaszmeer sampai pukul 7. So terus pergi Mcd Puchong Gateway ni. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sampai jee dekat situ, orang ramai. Mcm tak ada table dah nak duduk. Orang tgh line utk order pun panjang. So fikir punya fikir, Yaszmeer kata kita beli eskem dulu makan utk berbuka. Nnt Mcd dah kurang orang baru kita makan Mcd. Aku pun setuju jee. Beli eskem tu dkt Petronas (sebelah Mcd je). Belilah eskem dua. Aku amik <span style="color: red;">Cornetto Double Chop Chip</span> tu sbb aku mmg gila yg ni. Yaszmeer pula amik <span style="color: red;">Drumstick Kit Kat. </span>Time beli ni mmg dah nak buka. So kitorang lepak tepi Petronas tu. Berbukalah kami dgn eskem :D HAHA mcm tak nak sweet lagi je kan.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Dah pukul 8, kitorang gerak pergi Mcd. Yaszmeer makan, dia orderkan <span style="color: red;">Chicken Foldover</span> tu utk aku tp aku dah kenyang makan eskem tadi. Dia dah habis makan, kitorang borak-2. Dah pukul 9, aku buat kerja gila 'Sunway tutup pukul berapa? Sempat lagi tak nak pergi?'. Tulah soalan aku. So Yaszmeer fhmlah yg aku nak pergi Sunway sbb nak beli <span style="color: red;">Auntie Anne's</span> semata-mata. Makanya pergilah kami ke Sunway Piramid utk beli bendalah tuu. Dah beli je, teman Yaszmeer tgk kasut bola dia dkt Studio R and Al-Ikhsan. Dah tengok-2, Yaszmeer hntr aku balik tp tak balik pun. Lepak lagi dkt kedai makan bwh hostel. Kebetulan Asna baru balik time tu, so ajaklah dia lepak sekali. Act apa yg aku dpt harini semua fav aku. Hehe <span style="color: red;">thanks sayang!</span></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: red;">*Yahoooo! Dpt baju bau sayang :)</span></i></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-16948805181017265742012-08-07T14:51:00.002-07:002012-08-07T15:06:30.275-07:00I had found a new friend :)<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: x-small;">Ohh yeahh, yg pakai tudung kelabu tu Anjang. Dia tak lama dgn kitorang, sbb sambung stdy dkt poli.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">HELLO! Entry ni nak cerita psl kengkawan baru pulaaa. Okayy, aku dah masuk stdy bulan 4haritu lebih kurang seminggu lps result SPM keluar. Aku sambung dekat Bandar Puteri jee, area Puchong juga. Dkt je kan? Almaklum lah, nak ddk bwk ketiak mak baba lagi. Tp aku amik hostel sbb malas nak ulang alik ke college. So yeahh, ddk hostel. Hostel aku jauh sikit dari college. Hostel aku dkt Bndr Bukit Puchong. Ohh aku amik course</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Haha promote pula :D Risk management ni, course baruu. College aku first college yg ada course ni dlm Malaysia and Asia apa entah :D Aku akan stdy psl finance, business math, law, forensic and bla bla bla. Insyaallah. Cuma aku risau sbb aku ni tak pandai math sebenarnya. Haih entahlah. Tawakal jelahh.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">So hostel kitorang merupakan apartment or condo pun bolehlah kot. Entahh, aku tk pandai nak describe bangunan-2 ni. So satu rumah ada 8orang. Aku dpt master bedroom yg share dgn 3org lagi so termasuk aku 4org lah bilik ni. Roomates aku Rashidah Rasid, Eyqaa Rosli, and Leyha Azmi. Boleh search dkt fb kalau nak ;D housemates yg lain Junniana, Dyla, Hidayah and 2org lagi ex housemates iaitu Atiqah and Nurul Amira. Kitorang ada nama masing-2 start dari Along (Atikah), Angah (Hidayah), Uda (Eyqaa) Alang (Aku), Ateh (Junniana), Acik (Dyla), Andak (Rashidah) and Ucu (Leyha).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sem 1 baru habis. Kitorang baru habis final exam. Semalam pergi college balik utk register sem 2. So pagi nanti, semua housemates aku akan balik ke ruamh masing-2. Dorang semua warga Johor. Roomates aku yg 3org si Eyqaa, Leyha and Shida ni orang Kota Tinggi. Jun orang Tiram. Acik and Angah orang Kluang kot kalau tak silap. Jadinya, aku sedih sbb dorang semua dah nak balik and tinggalkan aku. Lps raya tarikh 28 ni baru naik sem 2. Barulah jumpa balik. Uwaaa :(</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Sayangggg. Ingat lagi mcm mana kita kenal? Eby selalu ingat :) sebab cara kita kenal tu LAIN MACAM jee. Kita kenal dekat Golden Screen Cinema, IOI Mall Puchong :D</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Eby strt kerja 1.1.2012. Masuk kerja dengan Bella and Shifa. Eby concession. Tak kenal sesiapa pun melainkan Apiz Steward. Sebab dia yg bawa masuk. Then mula rapat dengan Zetty and Acap. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Ingat lagi mula-mula dulu. Zetty dgn Acap kan couple, so time nak break Zetty ajak aku teman dia. Kebetulan Acap rapat dengan sorang budak B.O yg sangat poyo. Namanya? Tak perlulah sebut sekarang. Nanti tahu juga :D Budak ni bila nmpk aku dengan Zetty, dia tak nak ikut. Padahal Acap dah paksa kemain lagi. Dengan selamba haruan budak tu smoke dlm lif. Dalam hati aku ckp 'ehh bajet-2 hebat mamat ni'. Then pergi break dekat Pelita. Aku mmg tak senang betul mamat ni ada. Semak hidup je. Dahlah poyo nak mampos. Time dkt Pelita, boleh pula aku ddk bdepan dengan dia. Erghhh! Nasib baik Ya Allah, geng dia dtg then dia pindah meja. Tak kuasa aku nak mengadap muka mamat poyo tu.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aku kerja mcm biasa. Nak masuk bulan ketiga tu, entahlah dengan kuasa Allah kot. Mcm mana aku boleh nak btegur dengan mamat ni pun aku tak tahu. Aku selalu smoke dekat tangga GSC sorang. Bila nak masuk, sekali dia ada. Sanggup aku tak smoke dekat situ. Menyampah punya pasal. Tp dah byk kali sgt, asal aku smoke dia ada, dah malu aku nak lari. So aku pun smoke dkt tangga tu. Dia ada situ, sorang. Dia tgh hisap rokok dengan penuh feel. Entah apa feel sgt. Aku pun tak tahu kenapa aku benci dia sgt. Mybe sbb muka dia poyo je pndg perempuan. Padahal dia romeo GSC! Tp dgn aku je dia ni buat poyo. Then entah mcm mana aku rasa nak tegur dia sbb kerja dah nak masuk 3bulan tp mamat ni je aku tak pernah btegur or dia tegur aku. So dgn was-was aku tegur dia. Ayat first aku 'err kau 18 juha ke?'. Haa nak tahu apa dia jawab? Dgn penuh poyo dia jwb 'ehh tak ah, aku atas dari kau'. Wahh dlm hati aku ckp, sah mamat ni poyo. Nyesal aku tegur kau!</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Aku kerja mcm biasa lagi tanpa ingat sesiapa termasuk mamat poyo tu. Sbb dia mmg tak ada makna apa dlm hidup aku pun time tu. Sampai satu hari aku smoke lagi dht tangga tu. And dia ada. Dia pegang walkie talkie. Aku tegur dia. Dia ckp dia jd CL harini sbb CL B.O semua tak ada. Aku pun yee kan ajeee. Aku ajak dia break sekali sbb memikirkan yg aku sorang sbb Bella and Shifa dah benti. Dia kata okayy jee. Smpi nak break aku cari dia. Dia boleh kata yg dia tak dpt break sekali sbb ada kerja. Aku pun mcm ohh okay. Sbb aku tk kisah pun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Dah lama dah lama. Kerja mcm biasa juga. Jadi ceritanya yg sebenar-benar lg sahih ialah pd suatu malam tu. Aku buat OT. Time tu aku jaga old wing. Nak naik new wing utk punch out balik. Time tgh jln, aku nmpk dia keluar dari pintu office tu. Dia cmm nak dtg ke arah aku, so aku pun stop tgh jln tu tggu dia dtg sbb aku ingat dia nak ckp apa-2. Aku pun tggu lah dia smpi dpn aku. Ya Allah, perbuatan dia malam tulah yg dah ubah segalanya. Nak tahu apa dia buat? Dia dtg btl-2 dpn aku, dia cubit pipi aku mcm baby, then terus dia blah. Aku terpinga-pinga. Aku terkejut kemain lagi. Motif dia? Strt malam tulah berubah segala perasaan ni. Boleh korang espect tak, org yg korang tak kenal rapat, ckp jarang-2 tp tetiba dtg and buat mcmtu?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Strt tu kitorang rapat. Dari mula dia ego dengan perempuan or dlm bahasa kasar dia just melayan perempuan yg datang dkt dia tanpa sebarang perasaan. Barulah aku tahu cerita hidup dia dengan ex dia. Aku dah dpt agak yg dlm gelak tawa dia happy kan kwn-2 dia tu, tp dlm mata dia aku tahu dia simpan sesuatu. Sesuatu yg cuma dia jee tahu. Yg dia pendam. Menunggu seseorang bertahun kot. Sampailah akhirnya dia btl-2 dpt terima yg ex dia dah ada orang lain. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Lama kitorang berkawan. Smpilah betul-2 aku sedia utk terima dia pd tarikh 12.4.2012. Byk dugaan hidup kitorang. Strt dari mula kenal smpi sekarang. Tp biarlah kitorang jee tahu and simpan semua ni. Pahit manis perit, bergaduh, semua ada. Terlalu banyak sangat dugaan sampai aku dah give up byk kali. Tp dia tetap sabar and bg aku semangat and yakinkan aku utk teruskan hubungan tuu.</span></div>
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<i><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">Aby, thnks sayang. Thnks sbb sudi terima diri ni. Thnks sbb faham, tahan, sabar, dengan perangai eby. Thnks sbb gelak smaa-2 eby. Thnks sbb marah eby. Thnks sbb tegur eby. Thnks fr everything, aby. And sorry juga sbb terlalu byk salah eby dekat sayang. Tp aby tetap terima eby. Thnks sayang. Walau dari mula eby tanya aby, kenapa sayang eby, tp aby tak penah jwb. Tak apa, simpanlah sebab tu sayang. Eby tak nak tanya smpi lah aby betul-2 nak jwb. I love you with all my heart.</span></i></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-22387963388977550742012-05-04T07:18:00.000-07:002012-06-30T04:18:24.741-07:00Mohamad Yaszmeer Bin Yahya.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">There never was anyone else. I only wanted you.</span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-76965172994303357842011-04-10T04:15:00.000-07:002012-08-07T04:42:27.055-07:00My lil cute beby :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">okayyy budak ni. haih comel kk. act dia ni girlfie kepada si Syamil, pengerusi kelab Pengakap. aku macam tak percaya Syamil dah ada girlfie, comel pula niii. so start bahan2 Syamil. dari situlah kenal si Eyraa yg comel nii. umur dia baru 14tahun, kecik lagikan? amboii Syamil gatai nak budak lower form je kan :P tak kisahlah kan sebab bila hati dah berkenan, umur tak jadi masalah. Eyraa sweet je kk, macam <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">'girl next door'</span> jee. I doakan hubungan you dengan Syamil k :') ehh harap dapat jumpa you satu hari nanti kk, InsyaAllah. jadi adik sayang I kk? lep chuu <3</span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-14199588621253438902011-04-08T09:16:00.000-07:002011-04-08T09:22:40.088-07:00Why should I care what other people think of me? I am who I am. And who I wanna be.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfP7GeU4QAMMSGX1Ah1jDWxWu2rtXftsbSOZ01H3Z9ESVQKffg0K-tXWaNIDbs9nE52V8M0mB934Y_EmHi99l_EDFoOFSlravSNCayV0ySkOurv-wM63-kmv8K5zsJm-yZIjA1WiuIWnA/s1600/tumblr_lh9ep0M0Fk1qbpx6lo1_400.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="260" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfP7GeU4QAMMSGX1Ah1jDWxWu2rtXftsbSOZ01H3Z9ESVQKffg0K-tXWaNIDbs9nE52V8M0mB934Y_EmHi99l_EDFoOFSlravSNCayV0ySkOurv-wM63-kmv8K5zsJm-yZIjA1WiuIWnA/s320/tumblr_lh9ep0M0Fk1qbpx6lo1_400.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF-Kn17tEj2h-DW8xacu59besnZ8-dBrAPMS8j7vCLhhpFHsvr_I7HNsAuoTYtPSBQ9gYS8BM4xWr7tSdVNfUI3LeaF_tqXdlKS7yry8NuTX_YQjky2ejhpkfRpaijgEls2ugyum-9ATY/s1600/tumblr_li8gl2zEvl1qbpx6lo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiF-Kn17tEj2h-DW8xacu59besnZ8-dBrAPMS8j7vCLhhpFHsvr_I7HNsAuoTYtPSBQ9gYS8BM4xWr7tSdVNfUI3LeaF_tqXdlKS7yry8NuTX_YQjky2ejhpkfRpaijgEls2ugyum-9ATY/s320/tumblr_li8gl2zEvl1qbpx6lo1_400.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;">okayyy dah cukup comel dah nak jadi girlpreng aku.</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">would you be my girlpreng</span>? :P</span> </div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-54373514332502768472011-04-08T09:04:00.000-07:002011-04-08T09:04:38.072-07:00A friend is someone who knows all about you and still loves you.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Qs1VMNwUDpwBr_fcSbanPNOjzwYroaWHrVbH6bZbbl-d8KBvvKZ_VGUIqPUohKNHxsWT_cm2350nlnphOsaoYNWsNjQl3qw61y6vJqmKubid1sSwZY96ZyafsSPAZ5Pa1do_r7RHAbg/s1600/tumblr_lij1nsGlb41qd28soo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9Qs1VMNwUDpwBr_fcSbanPNOjzwYroaWHrVbH6bZbbl-d8KBvvKZ_VGUIqPUohKNHxsWT_cm2350nlnphOsaoYNWsNjQl3qw61y6vJqmKubid1sSwZY96ZyafsSPAZ5Pa1do_r7RHAbg/s1600/tumblr_lij1nsGlb41qd28soo1_400.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">baru2 ni mmg buat aku panas sangat. dorang dah pandai cari pasal dgn orang. aku cakap dah pandai sebab dorang berdua ni budak baru. baru masuk last year. gaduh pun pasal benda bodoh jee. si H, Mira mmg banyak sgt benda nak ckp, byk yg Mira pendam tapi Mira tahan. tapi sekarang ni dah tak dpt tahan tengok perangai awak H, rasa tak salah kalau Mira tegurkan. tapi setiap kali nak settle masalah or nak luahkan isi hati ni, awak mengelak. ada jee. busy dengaan boyfriend hmm. entah ah. rasa terkilan dengan sikap awak lately. jauh berbeza dgn H yg Mira kenal dulu. sangat berbeza. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">si E, tolong jgn jadi blur sangat. aku tak suka. benda simple pun kau tak dpt nak tangkap. and kadang2 perangai kau yg mcm budak2 tu buat aku jadi geram sangat. aku penah cakapkan? yee manusia tak perfect tapi benda mcmni boleh ubahkan. aku cuma tak nak sikap blur tu akan makan diri kau balik nanti. fikirlah. aku sayang korang. sayang sangat. jadilah macam perangai korang yg mula2 korang datang sini dulu. jgn ikut dengan perubahan budak2 sini wehh. nanti aku dgn yg lain juga yg kena, nanti orang akan ckp kitorang yg hasut and ajar korang bukan2. fikir samalahhh.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; word-wrap: break-word;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px;">I tak patut buat macamni kan yee I tahu but I have to. tempat ni je yg boleh I luahkan segala apa yg ada dalam hati ni. kenapa sayang? setiap kali kita dah berbaik, ada jee punca lain yg buat kita gaduh balik? I penat. I sayang you. I hancur bila dapat tahu benda2 macamnii. kenapa? you still contact lagi kan dengan dia kan. yee I tahu. hmm dari you terus sakitkan hati I sama ada sengaja atau tak macamni, lebih baik you bunuh I jee. I dah tak sangg</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; line-height: 14px;">up nak tengok sang tanggung semua ni. sampai bila I nak tahan? sampai bila I nak nangis? please sayang, selesaikan semua benda nii. I ingat balik dari Redang, semua ni dah habis rupanya tak pun. hmm tolonglah I. kesiankan lah I. do something pleaseee :'(</span></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":"msg"}" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-align: center; word-wrap: break-word;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">mood harini mmg sangat c-i-b-a-i. pagi2 lagi orang dah buat aku 'panas'. dahlah cuaca mmg panas. hmm. apa jadi harini? macam2. shifa dgn masalah dia, shila pula time2 nilah dok bagitahu kebenaran, ayu dgn masalah dia, haih macam ah penat nak taip bgtahu semua.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">JA. I rindu you, sayang you, cinta you. nampak macam I tak kisahkan tp tu tak betul sebenarnya. I belajar utk tak tunjuk and bgtahu perasaan I. I simpan je. I rindu you sangat, b. lagu yg I bagi dekat wall tu, I nak you faham yg I mmg tak nak ada orang lain antara kita. Its not about I dah ada org lain. ni tentang I, you and F atau sesiapa je. I cuma nak kita berdua. tak ada orang lain, tak boleh ke? I lepaskan you dulu sbb I sendiri tak tahu apa you nak. and bila dah jadi mcmni, I dgn you tak ada apa2 lagi buat I takut and macam2. I tak nak hilang you. I akan mati bila you ada orang lain or pengganti I. sebab I mmg tak boleh nak terima hakikat tu. hmm entahlah. patut ke kita together balik or kita patut jadi mcmni je? mcmni mcm simpan je perasaan yg ada ni. penat ah mcmtu nak crush2 pula. hmm. I rindu you :'(</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">entah ah kadang2 rasa mcm free je bila tak ada boypreng, hidup pun tak serabut sangat tapi kadang2 rasa mcm nak disayangi. entah ah entah ah. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">amira go to die!</span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-25427709974476503352011-03-28T00:22:00.000-07:002011-03-28T00:31:34.383-07:00I won't ever leave you, even though you're always leaving me.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5y8UUlC9IocUOXw2eVzpraVZ03o868ikA9FRQPuep7WyedV1hT6RAi7GMweA90gG31kec2zKBzSBMZE9N5WOXRiRwjmkiiV1BCv_bkBgO_54kFz98R1r9gQQEqaWwYOR6CYD24uhkPAo/s1600/tumblr_lgk8i3y3nu1qfqmkwo1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5y8UUlC9IocUOXw2eVzpraVZ03o868ikA9FRQPuep7WyedV1hT6RAi7GMweA90gG31kec2zKBzSBMZE9N5WOXRiRwjmkiiV1BCv_bkBgO_54kFz98R1r9gQQEqaWwYOR6CYD24uhkPAo/s400/tumblr_lgk8i3y3nu1qfqmkwo1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">hmm. 20.03.2011-25.03.2011. sekejap jee kan? yeeee sekejap sgt! entah ah aku pun tak tahu asal jd mcmnii. dua2 fikiran serabot. yeee aku yg suruh dia pergi sbb aku tak sanggup tgk dia mcm tak tentu arah, baikkan aku? cehhhh baik ke? hmm. entahlah. walaupun couple kejap jee, tp you tahukan mcm mana I sayang you, dr dulu? hmm. tak apa kk. I yang nak semua ni kan, so I akan hadapinya okayy. I minta you pergi bukan sbb tak sayang you or bla bla bla. just nak you dapat apa yg you nak. I tak suka paksa and I tak suka orang terpaksa buat something tuu. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I buat cool je, buat watlek mcm tak ada apa perasaan pun, tp dlm hati? entah ah. try buat something yg boleh buat aku lupa semua ni. hmm sasarannya, rumah Shifa! asal aku break jee, mesti tidur rumah dia. sebab? sebab rumah dia ada swimming pool, senang tension terus terjun! and lagi sebab malam2 jd mcm perompak. nak tahu kenapa aku ckp mcmni? hmm, bila malam aku dgn Shifa sneak out ah. keluar ikut tingkap and masuk pun begitulah. HAHA kan pengalaman tuu? kerja bodoh. ehhh manusiakan mmg suka buat kerja2 yg dorang tak pernah buat? HAHA dah byk kali juga keluar masuk ikut tingkap rumah dia bila parents dia tidur, kami pun keluar ah! pasang radio kuat2 kononnya ada orang ah, padahal yang adoooo! okay tapi time tidur baru2 ni tak dpt nak buat kerja bodoh nii, sebab malaun tuu dah membuta awal -.-</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and si B! thanks sbb kita kawan balik. and text kau malam td buat aku mcm rasa tak pijak bumi, HAHA 1st time kot kau sent meseg mcmtuuu :)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and you, hmm. I tak boleh lupakan you. entah ah. rasa semua buat jd tak betul, tak ada semangat tapi I gagahkan juga badan nii. malam I tidur rumah Shifa tuu, patutnya kita jumpakan? you nak dtg sini tapi tak ada transport, so tak apa :) hmm. sayang, you buat apa pun dekat I, I akan tetap sayang you kk, sbb I jenis bila dah sayang bukan senang nak benci or bla bla, melainkan org tuu mmg buat taik gila2 dekat I. hmm I sayang you, I tak boleh lupakan you, I rindu you. you ckp you akan dtg balik dekat I bila dh ready kan? kita akan together balikkan? I tggu kk, yee I tggu. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: inherit;"><i>*kalau boleh pakai ah rantai tuuu sepanjang masa au. hmm, I rindu you :')</i></span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-52103630274572578192011-03-23T07:57:00.000-07:002011-03-23T07:57:00.792-07:00I didn't ever want to lose you.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUg0R9VMdRCcL6qo1vZCMsnk-AKUV4a2D_3IKrauF8vA24VguUuFps2Fs0ry7IOmbILeRrqn4D0hlVYK58YGROY-XwC5qernknUswePaU7n9m6_zdRlfFAc09cN0J59Yl8MrYLVrt2ps/s1600/Snapshot_20110323_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPUg0R9VMdRCcL6qo1vZCMsnk-AKUV4a2D_3IKrauF8vA24VguUuFps2Fs0ry7IOmbILeRrqn4D0hlVYK58YGROY-XwC5qernknUswePaU7n9m6_zdRlfFAc09cN0J59Yl8MrYLVrt2ps/s400/Snapshot_20110323_2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long. I will stay with you. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until I die. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">I’m here, and I love you. I have always loved you, and I will always love you. I was thinking of you, seeing your face in my mind, every second that I was away.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">I love you. I am who I am because of you. You are every reason, every hope, and every dream I've ever had, and no matter what happens to us in the future, everyday we are together is the greatest day of my life. I will always be yours.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">You are my best friend as well as my lover, and I do not know which side of you I enjoy the most. I treasure each side, just as I have treasured our life together.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">You are a song, a dream, a whisper, and I don't know how I could have lived without you for as long as I have. Thanks for being mine, b.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span">*</span>You are mine, Jay, and I am yours. </i></span></span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 33px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">Y</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;">ou may be sure of this. You've been locked inside my heart, the key has been thrown away, within it, </span></i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;">you must always stay</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #181818;">.</span></i></span></span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">hm ni semua you kena tahu. datang dari hati I. you datang dlm hidup I tanpa I sedar. and tanpa sedar tuu juga perasaan sayang pada you tiba2 ada. hm, kita jadi rapat bila kita kongsi cerita kita. makin lama, hm I makin tak boleh ddk senang bila you tak ada. tapi..kenapa I rasa mcm ada somethng yg tak kena? entahlah. b, you sayang dia lagikan? you cinta dia lagikan? tak payah jawab, I dah tahu :') yes you are, b! setiap benda I buat jd tak kena. setiap masa I fikir tentang kita. sebenarnya I sendiri tak tahu apa yg tengah jadi antara kita. I jadi confused. you said 'i love you, i miss you'. tapi ada makna ke semua tu? kalau betul cinta, kenapa kita still tak bersama? sebab apa? yee salah I kan sebab tak tanya apa makna cinta you tu kan? sorry to say, tapi kadang2 I rasa you macam gunakan I. you macam mainkan perasaan I. macam mana I nak hidup if mcmni? </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">sayang, I tak nak org cakap I yg terhegeh dekat you. sebabtu I watlek je tentang perasaan ni. I tak cerita pun dekat sesiapa. I simpan sorang, tahan sorang, nangis sorang. yess, setiap malam I nangis fikirkan kita. apa sebenarnya kita ni? hm I cubakan nak tinggalkan you tp I tak boleh. kenapa? sayang, tunggu dia if you betul2 nak dia kk? I tahu you sayang dia kan? biar I mengalah k. I dah biasa buat mcmni. tinggalkan orang yg I sayang sangat sebab nak tengok dorang happy. and kali ni I buat untuk you. tunggulah dia. I akan pergi k. jangan risau, I akan okay. lupakan semua kata2 I and semua yang jadi antara kita k? anggap je yang tak pernah ada apa cerita antara kita. I rela demi you, sayang.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">-kau datang bagaikan mimpi, kau hadir tak ku sedari.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">segalanya ku nanti kau disini. mungkin kehendak Ilahi, segalanya ku jalani.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">biar lelap tidurmu dipelukku. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">cinta ini ku persembahkan, setulus hati kasih kepadamu. seandainya engkau mengerti, hanya kau yang kumiliki dalam hidupku.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: inherit;">*no matter what happen, I'll always love you, b. takecare. bye love :')</span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-78547455479505460022011-03-19T10:12:00.000-07:002011-03-19T10:12:21.364-07:00Face It, Amira :/<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbCZRBHJuttCNRJ8y6a2fONNh2FTIcSNbTzo0lk-9AAySxbo5YQDmc925u_QjwGVJnCQcbRNbeguEoHDpk7DIkh6wXJGFKTqCV8ayH5pcO9OMXy2Awepn90tGDjjp0nGmk_4wGuuJh99U/s1600/tumblr_lg3gd3QgQQ1qbdzito1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbCZRBHJuttCNRJ8y6a2fONNh2FTIcSNbTzo0lk-9AAySxbo5YQDmc925u_QjwGVJnCQcbRNbeguEoHDpk7DIkh6wXJGFKTqCV8ayH5pcO9OMXy2Awepn90tGDjjp0nGmk_4wGuuJh99U/s1600/tumblr_lg3gd3QgQQ1qbdzito1_500.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">keluar library, cari dia. okay jumpa dah dia nun dekat tempat pengantin buat photoshoot. gedik dia tak nak dtg dekat aku hujan nnt demam katanya -.- ohh yeah dia dtg juga akhirnya. hm jumpa dia kejap je. bebudak ni dah nak balik. dia dgn kawan dia ikut sekali pegi jamek. dia amik train lain dan begitulah aku. hm. haa dlm bus time baik, ishh geram dgn pakcik driver bus tu. hm tak respect org langsung, budi bahasa tak ada. dah ah bawak mcm kereta lumba F1, geram betul dgn pakcik ni -..- okay sampai rumah nak dekat 7.15. masuk je rumah, phone aku buat hal. dekat screen phone terpampang 'no.network coverage', wakluuuuuuuuu! habis selama ni elok je. aku jalan satu rumah still tak ada, err geramnya! rasa nak nangis pun ada hm. amik phone Nana, pinjam jap ah sementara nak tggu phone gampang ni elok. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">ONLINE! yeahhh siap tukar baju aku online. hm. profile pertama yg aku tengok bila dah online ialah profile si dia tapi hm. dia kata dekat semua org yg dia tak keluar td. habis td yg aku jumpa siapa? hm aku tak mampu nak buat apa. aku diam je. yeah hati sakitlah juga tp, ehh amira ni chill lah, dia bukan kau punya boyf kan? ohh okay baru aku tersedar hm. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">mak dgn baba bertengkar tak baik lagi. jadinya harini tak makan dekat luar. biasa hari sabtu memang makan dekat luar. ni dah jadi mcmni hm. lapar! mak dah tidur, baba buat bodoh je then dia tidur, Loloy tak ada dkt rumah, Effa tidur, Nana kerja. Hm. yeahh aku menangis bila dgr kata2 baba. apa yg dia cakap? tak perlulah aku nak taip dekat sini. hm. aku ber-IM dgn Teera. Cerita dekat dia apa yg jadi. Teera nak minta abg dia hantarkan pizza dekat aku. aku tak nak ah. tp dia nak juga, last aku ckp kalau betul nak hantar, hantar maggie goreng mamak dah cukup. Teera call abg dia, yeah abg dia tk dpt nak buat apa sebab abg dia tak ada duit. *tak apa Teera, kau usaha sampai mcmtu pun dah cukup buat aku terharu sampai basah baju aku ni :')</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">dia. dia tahu aku lapar juga. dia nak dtg sini, nak hantar mknn ah kot takpun nak bawa aku pergi makan ke apa ke entah ah. tapii bahayakan malam mcmnii plus dia nak naik motor pula plus dia tak tahu pun rumah aku kan, nnt apa2 jadi kan susah. hmm. dia nak dtg juga. aku terpaksa cakap yg aku dah buat air nescafe nak cicah biskut. and terpaksa juga cakaap yg Nana balik bawa makanan. sayang, maafkan I. I terpaksa tipu you. sebab I tak nak susahkan you. I tak nak apa2 jaid dekat you. if apa2 jadi nanti, I akaan jadi orang paling menyesal tahu tak. maaf sebab I tipuuu :/ tak apa kk, I akan tahan juga sakit perut ni. gastrik je pun, tak bawa mati pun kan? tak apa, I kuat ni :) MAAF SAYANG.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;">*awak, simpan rantai tu elok2 au, tak nak pakai pun tak apa, cukup if awak simpan jee elok2 :')</span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-77056735220888790392011-03-17T06:56:00.000-07:002011-03-17T06:56:02.265-07:00MOM & DAD<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAp6rAqZHA6Ya6DkuA8vrgX8__jMcLeLZ2BaVdWIR-GXnSEGnwdmYGBdJGH9eUep73k3Zg4Zr1SpNfi8w8asfFVta5sGL52i03ygbHYcpofuzEAzmH4xZtcT-5q4Htze85X3IlT7iRA0/s1600/My+hero+n+heroin+akuh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSAp6rAqZHA6Ya6DkuA8vrgX8__jMcLeLZ2BaVdWIR-GXnSEGnwdmYGBdJGH9eUep73k3Zg4Zr1SpNfi8w8asfFVta5sGL52i03ygbHYcpofuzEAzmH4xZtcT-5q4Htze85X3IlT7iRA0/s400/My+hero+n+heroin+akuh.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Sorry mom and dad, for doing wrong instead of right.<br />
Sorry mom and dad that I had gotten into all those fight.<br />
Sorry mom and dad, for lying instead of the truth.<br />
Sorry mom and dad, for being really rude.<br />
Sorry mom and dad, for getting bad grades.<br />
Sorry mom and dad, for serving all those detention days.<br />
Sorry mom and dad, for seeing me home for the suspension days.<br />
Sorry mom and dad, for talking back.<br />
Sorry mom and dad, I just wish I could take it ALL back!</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-34446850822022616792011-03-17T06:43:00.000-07:002011-03-17T06:44:44.940-07:00I WISH<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">I wish I can fly t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">han maybe I would be left alone. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">Alone and set free. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">Free to do whatever I like and be me. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">I wish I can speak my mind, t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">han maybe I wont be that stressful, u</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">nhappy, worried, and alone. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">I wish I can face my fears, t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">han maybe I wont be afraid. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">Than I can tell you how much you are hurting me a</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">nd how I want to be set free. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">I wish everybody could just leave me alone. </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">Let me just blend in, w</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">ithout worrying what people would say or think. Yeahh, </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;">I wish!</span></span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-6490175563161844442011-03-17T06:31:00.000-07:002011-03-17T06:33:04.229-07:00WHAT A TRUE FRIEND DOES.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5xV3pJTKrWs3kjq70XQWZXrdhOwLE4QHU8THdQmusp3assjNqnnupiGAz6mbbCK81r__713jVtbr1cbHCR-_umrROduLsVtkQPHsmhWFmsYrAzCPI0PCziNkeA_PerUJF6OoQ4IfEXE/s1600/tumblr_lf1uz7spJI1qb62c4o1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="267" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC5xV3pJTKrWs3kjq70XQWZXrdhOwLE4QHU8THdQmusp3assjNqnnupiGAz6mbbCK81r__713jVtbr1cbHCR-_umrROduLsVtkQPHsmhWFmsYrAzCPI0PCziNkeA_PerUJF6OoQ4IfEXE/s400/tumblr_lf1uz7spJI1qb62c4o1_500.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">but instead simply stands next to you</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">And when you angery or mad</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">They don’t need to ask but simply just know</span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Even when we fight and say stuff like</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">“WE WILL NEVER BE FRIENDS AGAIN!” & ” I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!”</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Once we forgive each other a true friend says</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Never say never</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Because here we are together forever best friends no matter what and even though we foght and said never,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">here we are together forever.</span></div></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; margin-bottom: 8px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">True friends will tell each other when they are right or wrong</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">True friends listen to their problems without casting judgment</div><div style="text-align: center;">True friends are never afraid to tell you like it is</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend knows when to say no</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend will never flop you</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend will be supportive of all you do</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend will be there to dry your weeping eyes</div></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A true friend will lend a shoulder for you to cry on</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend cares how you are doing</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend cares about your day-to-day life</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend always calls and checks up on you</div></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A true friend gives of himself/herself without asking for anything in return</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend would not lend you money but give you whatever they can</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend may argue, fuss, and fight with you but will always be there for you</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend forgives you for your shortcomings</div></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">A true friend will come to your aid no matter what time of day it is</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend doesn’t wait to hear from you to make the first call</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend just calls to chitchat with you</div><div style="text-align: center;">A true friend is like a Godsend in times of perils</div></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 8px;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Teera. Kawan sekelas dari form4. Hmm. Kenal dia dah lama start form2 tapi tak kawan. Dulu tak suka Teera *teera jujur ni haha. Tapi betullah pepatah tu, 'don't judge a book by it's cover'. Mula rapat dgn dia time akhir 2010. Banyak juga ah kongsi cerita and perasaan dgn dia. Yg buat aku sayang Teera ni, setiap kali aku post status atau apa je dekat fb yang aku menyatakan bahawasanya aku tkd mood, Teera mesti akan IM aku and tanya, 'mira, are you okay?' hehe sweet kan Teera. Yeahhh. Teera baik. Selalu mcm pandang aku dgn renungan tajam bila aku malas nak belajar, haha. Aku yang takut ni cepat2 ah buat2 rajin. Penah sekali aku tidur dlm kelas, Teera kejutkan aku suruh dgr cikgu cakap, subjek apa entah ah time tu tapi subjek yg struggle ah sebabtu dia nak aku focus. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Selalu ah juga lepak dgn dia. Teera suka suruh aku dgr lagu lagu2 Avril & Big Bang. Teera fanatik kot dgn Avril & Taeyang ofcourseee ;p Teera penah bagi aku lagu Avril - Complicated. Aku tanya ah kenapa lagu ni? Dia cakap lagu ni sesuai dgn aku haha. Paling sweet, pasal redang. Aku risau bila ramai tak pergi, then Teera cakap, 'aku janji aku pergi k'. Ada tuu, aku cakap ah, aku takut nanti dia pun tak pergi, then Teera cakap, 'tah ah, kan aku dah janji aku pergi'. Aww sweetnya. Rasa nak nangis time tuu.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Teera tak byk cakap sgt bila dlm class. Tapi bila tggl kita-kita je, haa amik kau byk pulak mulut dia potpet potpet haha. Suka buat aku gelak. Suka merepek. Tapi Teera ni bila dia tgh tak ada mood, memang aku tak berani tegur, aku diam je mcm org tak penah kenal dgn dia. Nak tahu kenapa? Sbb Teera ni bila dia tak ada mood, mak aii mcm singa lapar. Seram aku tengok so aku prefer diam diri jee. Nanti bila dia dah okay, dia sendiri bgtahu apa sebab dia jd mcmtuu. Teera minat Arts. Yeah Teera ada darah seni macam aku *haha perasan babi. Yeahh aku sayang Teera sangat. Dia dah mcm jadi mak numb 2 aku. HAHA. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Nur Athirah Bt Rosli,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> lap you kk :)</span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-73843692797170349572011-03-14T06:31:00.000-07:002011-03-14T06:31:12.499-07:00BLACK HEART.<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;">KENAPA LAH LATELY RASA MALAS JEE NAK UPDATE BLOG? -..-</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: x-large;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">entahlahh taktahu nak buat apa. patut ke pergi dr hidup awak? entah. saya tk sanggup. tak sanggup tengok awak bermesra dgn orang lain. awak pun tak faham and sesiapa pun tak kan faham. biarlah terus mcmnii. bermain dengan api. bermain dengan bayang-bayang. biarlahhhh ;'(</span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7743016020395252213.post-84296850110915358522011-03-06T07:53:00.000-08:002011-03-06T07:54:57.393-08:00KALAULAH AKU BOLEH TOLONG -.-<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">entry kali nii pasal kawan lagi. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">ika. gastrik dia teruk. aku, maya and ika sama jee ada gastrik. kitorang semua penah tak pegi sekolah sebab masalah sakit nii. gastrik memang sakit bila dah teruk. aku penah rasa sakit yg paling sakit. memang rasa mcm senak sgt perut nii. ika gastrik dia dlm tahap yg teruk sekarang. dia kena biat rawatan scope. entahlahh. tak ada satu penyakit yg tak sakit dan tak ada satu rawatan yg tak sakit. so aku harap ika kuat kk. bila nak sihat memang kena tahan sakit sikit k sayang :) ika kan kuat. tak apa ika, tak ada lagi pun aku dgr orang meninggal sebab gastrik so take it easy kk. tuu semua dugaan dr DIA jee. tahan and doa selalu. DIA sentiasa ada dekat sisi hamba-hambanya ;')</span></div><div><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">semalam time lawan netball, timah terlanggar dinding. dia nak tangkap bola, bola tu ketepi tapi dia still juga nak tangkap bola tuu. maybe sebab dia tk dpt agak yg bola tuu akan out, padahal kitorang semua dah agak yg bola tuu out. hmm. bunyi memang kuat gila time timah langgar tuu. dia terus terjatuh. semua kerumun dia. game pun jadi stop. aku tak pegi dekat timah sebab mcm tak sampai hati time tu nak tengok. aku still dekat tempat duduk aku. perhati dari jauh jee. bella jerit suruh budak yg main, masuk court. yg lain semua masuk. sebelum tu dorang dah bawak timah pegi duduk dekat sebaris dgn aku. aku pandang timah, aku buat bodoh lagi. tiba time game dah start, baru aku bangun pegi dekat dia. timah nangis esak-esak. yeahh tima luar keras tapi dia tak tahan sakit. aku tak sampai hati tengok dia nangis. aku tahan jee air mata yg dah merayu ni utk keluar. aku tak nak nmpk lemah. budak bndr sunway dtg bwk ais. aku amik, tuam kan dekat timah. mula-mula timah tak nak. dia cakap sakit. shifa marah timah. baru timah nak. tu pun dia mengelak byk. aku paksa juga timah. mula2 aku tuam biasa. lepastuu aku try cara yg lagi radikal. aku amik beg letak dekat peha, tehn letak ais then suruh timah baring, muka yg kena tu bg letak atas ais. bila dah lama, aku tukar kpd cara yg lebih radikal. aku suruh timah baring arah bertentangan pula. aku tuamkan muak dia lagi. timah dah berhenti nangis. bila aku ckp somethng tuu, dia nangis balik. ya allah, timah. kau tahu aku mcm mana, kenapalah kau nangis sampai mcmtu? atas peha aku pula tu? hmm. timah memang kadang-kadang perangai kau buat aku geram tapi entahlahh. tangisan kau time tuu buat hati aku tersentuh sangat. kesian aku tengok anak yg tak ber-ayah tuu. terasa tanggungjawab aku sebagai kawan utk tolong kau. tumpah juga air mata yg aku tahan dr semalam time taip entry nii. aku tak tahulah kenapa tapi kejadian semalam tu memang buat hati aku tersentuh. kesian tengok kau kena marah dengan bella walaupun aku tahu bella tkd niat nak marah kau. apa pun, semua tu akan jd kenangan utk kita semua kk ;')</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><i>yeahh byk kesalahan ejaan. lantaklahh malas nak betulkan balik.</i></span></div>Amira Zamhurihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07510539365940042546noreply@blogger.com