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MINDS are like parachutes - They only function when they are OPEN

I thought there couldn't be anything as complicated as the universe until I started reading about the cell.

"Ukhwah itu bukan terletak pada pertemuan, bukan pada manisnya ucapan di bibir tapi terletak pada ingatan seseorang terhadap saudaranya di dalam doanya." Al-Ghazali.


About Me

Location Malaysia
Profile 24 Female
Work It - Related.
Addiction Lavender;shoes;bags;spa(different from actual definition);facial
Therapies Shopping,"cooking" browsing thru magazine
Passions Music, Books,ME time







a few drops here.. - -



Wednesday, May 12, 2004

2:39 PM
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The leaves are brown, came tumbling down, remember
That september, in the rain
The sun went out just like a dying ember
That september, in the rain

To every word of love I've heard you whisper
All the raindrops seem to play a sweet refrain
Though spring is here, to me it's still september
That september, in the rain
That september, in the rain




2:11 PM
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It has been a while since I last write.

Feeling kind of cranky>>---all Adam fault! (fyi Adam is question number 2 essay in my business final paper just now *grin).Tronoh temperature was and still boiling hot.Huh..panas giler.One funny things I discover lately..semua semut-semut yang bermastautin dekat rumah kitaorg keluar dari koloni diaorg.In search of water.Gula tumpah atau air manis-manis semua diaorg tak endah.Cari air kosong jer.Banyak semut dekat toilet.. especially in the shower room.Even ants feels dehydrated.Me? Even worst.
My friend was complaining Umah aku kat Kelantan sampai 40 darjah celsius..panas oo kat umah..sini lagi panas aku rase berape darjah celsius nie?
40++? Global warming ke nie?



Monday, May 10, 2004

5:23 PM
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The prettiest thing

The prettiest thing
I ever did see
Was lightning from the top of a cloud
Moving through the dark a million miles an hour
With somewhere to be

So why does it seem
Like a picture
Hanging up on someone else's wall
Lately I just haven't been myself at all
It's heavy on my mind

I'm dreamin' again
Like I've always been
And way down low
I know

The prettiest thing
I ever did see
Was dusty as the handle on the door
Rusty as a nail stuck in the old pine floor
Looks like home to me

I'm dreamin' again
Like I've always been
And way down low
I'm thinkin' of the prettiest thing

one of the prettiest song from Norah Jones,touching me deep down inside.
herm...I'm thinkin' of the prettiest thing *wink