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Thursday, October 21, 2010

FUTURE~~

bile ter fikir psal ms depn memg wat ak takot~
pe ak tau..wat ms nie..ak takot kehilgn kwn2 ak..ak skang final year student.. N taun depn dlm buln 4..
InsyaAllah hbs pengajian ak..
bile fikir grad mmg seronk..yela..xpayh fikir esemen, repot...
test, quiz,,FYP..
tp pe yg x seronk ak pasti akn rindu sume kwn2 ak kat cnie..
but..hidop musti diteroskan~
tp pe yg ak tau.. kalo bole smp bile2 pon xnak lost cntct dgn mereka2 yg berkenaan nie..
rindu berBBQ~
rindu baling TEPONG~
rindu ol my babeh~
rindu pontg claz sesm~
rindu tdo kat suro sesm~
rindu mkn kat lalat sesm~
rindu wat esemen sesm~
rindu wat LAB sesm~
rindu nyanyi kat dlm kete sesm~
rindu jaln2 kat datrn sesm~
rindu amik gambo lompt bersm~
bole dkatakan sbnrnye ak sgt gembeng..ak susa lupebnd yg ak da de..N pe yg ak tau..kenl korg adalh antr memori ak yg sukar dilupekan~

Friendship . . .

. . . is you.
. . . is love.
. . . is shared.
. . . is forgiving.
. . . is understanding.
. . . is shared secrets.
. . . heals many hurts.
. . . is not judgmental.
. . . is shared laughter.
. . . is slow and steady.
. . . can be angry at times.
. . . is dependable and true.
. . . is more precious than silver or gold.
. . . is meant to be savored like fine wine.
. . . is not perfect, much like we are not perfect.
. . . does not hold grudges or demand perfection.
. . . makes all the wrong things in life, right somehow.
. . . is meant to be gulped like lemonade on a hot summer day.
. . . is always there, through times of trial, happy times and hard times.
. . . just happens, but once discovered, needs to be tended like a beautiful   garden.
. . . is a road to be traveled slowly, remembering the sights and sounds.
. . . is strength when you are too weak to notice its there.
. . . is a cherished moment of mutual understanding.
. . . reaches into your heart and grabs a firm hold.
. . . is a refreshing rain on a hot day.
. . . is sunshine through the clouds.
. . . cannot be forced or induced.
. . . is relaxed and comfortable.
. . . is a shoulder to lean on.
. . . is an ear to whine to.
. . . gets better with age.
. . . is shared tears.
. . . is shared pain.
. . . is shared joy.
. . . is shared.
. . . is love.
. . . is you.

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