tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41898908114212079992024-03-13T08:30:51.943-07:00WanieHafiidzLover'smummy precious story :pWanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-44258115527575672252009-08-07T21:11:00.000-07:002009-08-07T21:12:25.807-07:00happy birthday sista!tday my sister birthdy.<br />so,sista wish u happy birthday.happy always.<br /><br />love u much,<br />xoxo.WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-41284428050798117972009-08-07T20:55:00.000-07:002009-08-07T21:09:10.815-07:00lelaki vs perempuan<span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" >kata perempuan :</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />kisah buruk dan hodohnya makluk bergelar lelaki telah lama dipukul canang.<br />lelaki sering di cemuh jhat,zalim dan apa jua identiti buruk adalah dilabel mutlak sejati lelaki.<br /><br />jahat sangatkah lelaki wahai perempuan2?<br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" >kata lelaki : </span><br />lemah nya perempuan kerana selalu menjadi mangsa.<br />lembik nya perempuan sbb selalu di aniaya.<br />meluat nye perempuan krn terlalu manja.<br />silap sikit menangis,ingkar sikit merajuk.<br /><br />apakah semua perempuan begitu wahai lelaki2?<br /><br /><br />p/s : sy tidak mahu komen,sy hny menulis apa yg sy dengar.sorry jika tersalah,krn sy juga seorg perempuan.tp apa kata anda?<br /><br />sumber : teman2,haha..<br /><br /></span></span>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-8342602497568057142009-08-07T20:53:00.000-07:002009-08-07T20:55:17.349-07:00love<span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" >Love is <span style="font-size:85%;">missing </span>someone whenever you're apart, but some how feeling warm inside .</span>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-90570394684600037082009-08-07T20:36:00.000-07:002009-08-07T20:52:39.408-07:00dear<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKn5Pe05y3_04U1Up9AAvTRJH2uUltyzkSCzhnmSS7m8ro6DIFbIlft3kuwx2UvGCbQSPeTFTmAV559kwNfCM0fAKvClFdINiyRgoGh3BYXqGlQtXTdz5XitPt93N9enPeQTP7B6J8Q4k/s1600-h/b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKn5Pe05y3_04U1Up9AAvTRJH2uUltyzkSCzhnmSS7m8ro6DIFbIlft3kuwx2UvGCbQSPeTFTmAV559kwNfCM0fAKvClFdINiyRgoGh3BYXqGlQtXTdz5XitPt93N9enPeQTP7B6J8Q4k/s320/b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367435286891490194" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: times new roman; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:Courier;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;" ><strong>I wish that you were here or that I were there, or that we were together anywhere!</strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong><span><strong></strong></span><strong></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:Courier;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;" ><strong><p align="left">When I miss you, sometimes I listen to music or look at pictures of you, not to remind me of you but to make me feel as if I'm with you.</p></strong></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" >It makes me forget the distance and capture you.</span></div><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;" ><strong></strong></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" > No matter how far you are, no matter how long I'm gone, you will always be with me. </span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman; font-weight: bold;font-family:Courier;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;" ><strong></strong></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" >I will see you always as clear as day, for our love knows no boundaries and never will, because you see... our hearts are one, and mine is always home.<br /><br />i love u baby,and yes,yes i miss u much.</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: times new roman;font-family:Courier;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;" ><strong></strong></span></div>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-65818624162511759922009-07-24T04:13:00.000-07:002009-07-24T04:18:06.248-07:00borink.aku borinkkkkkkk!!!!WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-35436809228878295432009-07-23T22:10:00.000-07:002009-07-23T22:42:09.933-07:00THIS FOR YOU<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">thinking of you -</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:130%;" >C</span>omparisons are easily done,<br />once You've had a taste of perfection,<br />like an apple hanging from a tree,<br />i picked the ripest one,<br />i still got the seed,<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">U</span> said move on,<br />where do i go,<br />i guess second best,<br />is all i will know,<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">C</span>ause when i'm with him,<br />i'm thinking of you,<br />thinking of you,<br />what you would do if,<br />you were the one,<br />who was spending the night,<br />ouh i wish that i was looking into ur eyes.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" >Y</span>ou're like an indian summer,<br />in the middle of a winter,<br />like a hard candy,<br />with a surprise center,<br />how do i get better.<br />once i've had the best<br />you said there's<br />tons of fish in the water<br />so the water's i will test<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" >H</span>e kiss my lips<br />i taste ur mouth<br />he pulled me in<br />i was disgusted with myself<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" >C</span>ause when i'm with him,<br />i'm thinking of you,<br />thinking of you,<br />what you would do if,<br />you were the one,<br />who was spending the night,<br />ouh i wish that i<br />was looking into<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">Y</span>ou're the best<br />and yes i do regret<br />how i could let myself<br />let you go<br />now the lesson's learned<br />i touched it i was burned<br />oh i think you should know<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">C</span></span>ause when i'm with him,<br />i'm thinking of you,<br />thinking of you,<br />what you would do if,<br />you were the one,<br />who was spending the night,<br />ouh i wish that i was looking into ur eyes<br />looking into your eyes<br />oh won't you walk through<br />and bust in the door<br />and take me away<br />oh no more mistake<br />cause in your eyes i would like to stay.<br /></div>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-85382102513183037672009-07-23T21:42:00.001-07:002009-07-23T21:49:19.489-07:00selamat pagi cinta<span style="font-size:100%;">hri ni bngn bkn main nk awal..haish.<br />call bf x angkat,ntah2 x pegi keje kot mamat tu..<br />wutever la dia..</span>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-46262197518074168892009-07-23T21:42:00.000-07:002009-07-23T21:47:04.502-07:00selamat pagi cinta<span style="font-size:100%;">hri ni bngn bkn main nk awal..haish.<br />call bf x angkat,ntah2 x pegi keje kot mamat tu..<br />wutever la dia..</span>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-83548078807501308472009-07-23T11:51:00.000-07:002009-07-23T12:12:26.301-07:00haihh mtk maaf..<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14pg8sg5LHc6sF7lFU4_SUOMAPqT3VHWXghPB5ooH-QqnQWKkz5biI15Fw2DmKBglbFQL47PqSDDZnNwId0J7g7EowLPXOPJa2lmA_FFK1qrQIs7qgW_pRJuqlvUPKHMRYYUZCTFm_7k/s1600-h/16072009007_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg14pg8sg5LHc6sF7lFU4_SUOMAPqT3VHWXghPB5ooH-QqnQWKkz5biI15Fw2DmKBglbFQL47PqSDDZnNwId0J7g7EowLPXOPJa2lmA_FFK1qrQIs7qgW_pRJuqlvUPKHMRYYUZCTFm_7k/s400/16072009007_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361731010780670178" border="0" /></a><br />haihh lama dah x conteng2..x ada msa,,ehh bukan.lupa PASSWORD..haha..dah lma x updated..<br />soryy sgt2 ya blogku..<br />haha..bz skit skg nih,lgpn l;aptop hri tuh rosak..<br />hurmm..ni plak xbole tdr..<br />xtaw la knp kn..byk bnda yg dah tjadi..<br />tp cm mlas nk cerita lg..haha..<br />gudnite.WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-16843599137330177252009-02-26T09:03:00.000-08:002009-02-26T09:14:45.866-08:002009<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBy9iQjjkSmEUaJ7J5SCDTQhQHsNbGz8XuaWtjgD6Q1-7wDqMNZZea32waQNq8t-jq2zOnbxa69pny3R2Inem8ZjThi9hRXnt7Slv2N9uw1M7qexj60C3-M9t_LX7uaP2KKa7Ja5gFQ2E/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBy9iQjjkSmEUaJ7J5SCDTQhQHsNbGz8XuaWtjgD6Q1-7wDqMNZZea32waQNq8t-jq2zOnbxa69pny3R2Inem8ZjThi9hRXnt7Slv2N9uw1M7qexj60C3-M9t_LX7uaP2KKa7Ja5gFQ2E/s400/DSC00265.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307155401010254450" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">wahh..da lma x tulis2..</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">huhu..actually,xde pape pn nk tulis nih..sje suka2,haha..</span> <span style="font-family:arial;">ohh oh i skg kt</span></span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">INDONESIA</span>,<span style="font-size:85%;">at President University.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">bt ape??erm,dah 3hri kt sni..sje jln2..ehh x lah,nih ada psal stdy lah..<br /><br />ni nk tnaikan azam 2009,nk stdy lah.mls dah main2..<br /><br />eh taw kn 11feb hari ape??haaha<br />dan2,disini jgk nk says thanks 4 all my friends yg hri tu ingat birthday hamba ini yea..<br />tp kn kn,syg lah,xde present pown wehh..<br />haha.</span><br /><br />ni <span style="font-size:85%;">msalah skg x bole nk tido,xtaw la knp ehh..aduyaiii..<br />si minah[kezen saya] tu dah tidur.<br /><br />ape mengarut nih ehh..<br />haha..xpelahh,sje je..<br />:p<br /><br /></span><br />ok la,gudnite smua..<br />syg korg..muwahhxx..WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-25937275165887130482008-11-30T21:23:00.000-08:002008-11-30T22:05:44.131-08:00my bestfriend - QUESHA-<span class="text"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;">this time posting bout my <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">best friend</span> ever..<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFdQhbk5-DA-v-vJ51Y-9KfCa4QHXjqsJAz1i8DY5rUTlcPq_CRLUcxeyYJv4QwWizvHMdMm_HYIe262CaOu3_Yml5ra1R5I0WSBH7WXKcq3GsmqqxFbpofq51tmnOgua0MyW6f4HHz5A/s1600-h/m_f1f557b6a9d4821d05fd3f83a17017cc.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 226px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFdQhbk5-DA-v-vJ51Y-9KfCa4QHXjqsJAz1i8DY5rUTlcPq_CRLUcxeyYJv4QwWizvHMdMm_HYIe262CaOu3_Yml5ra1R5I0WSBH7WXKcq3GsmqqxFbpofq51tmnOgua0MyW6f4HHz5A/s400/m_f1f557b6a9d4821d05fd3f83a17017cc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274690795909674594" border="0" /></a>her name is :<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);">QUESHA DANISYA</span>.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" >ohh dia sgt lawa kn..<br /><br />1st of all.let me introduce her..haha<br />this is my besty..quesha ank tan sri salleh.haha..<br />she 9teen,currently lives in bukit antarabangsa..<br /><br />last 1 week ago she goin to scotland and melbourne for holidays.<br />omg i misses her damn much..<br /><br />hurmm,shopping adalah perkara yg kami hbskn bersama almost everyweek.<br />i love her bcoz she the one whom always be here right me whenever i need her to share everything and gossiping..haha..</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;" class="text"> i love her </span><span class="text">bcoz </span><span style="font-style: italic;" class="text">she is someone who leads me when i hav a problem.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;" class="text">makes me laugh and cry. someone who likes to fight with me everyday. the one who stands with me in all my ups and downs. makes me remember who i'm really are. sometimes makes me cry when she are very sad. someone who is always there for me through all the laughter and tears.<br /><br /></span></span>everyone can see that she is damn pretty woman,kind,sweet,and much more..<br />i love the way u are quesh..<br /><br />4 this time,i cant wait to meet u,hugs u titely,hang out,shopping and stuff..<br /><br />so my princess quesha,love y.<br />hugs,<br />loves wanie :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><span class="text"><br /></span>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-76251876773699015242008-11-29T09:24:00.000-08:002008-11-29T10:07:25.711-08:00about me<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxQHsLw2ebU__AfgMKbkbVVqwguoUrav593CNm9fmd5CRqMXnv7H0Jmf_MeUr4j2XCTftA3sjRt5gyymmk6syn1X7OzndYlXJBhdZEZCix41_pBSQhvvvpIDnO1vRRrnPZ3hHBjVPHyn4/s1600-h/Image117-1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxQHsLw2ebU__AfgMKbkbVVqwguoUrav593CNm9fmd5CRqMXnv7H0Jmf_MeUr4j2XCTftA3sjRt5gyymmk6syn1X7OzndYlXJBhdZEZCix41_pBSQhvvvpIDnO1vRRrnPZ3hHBjVPHyn4/s400/Image117-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274132910913495810" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" >I WAS BORN TO BE LUCKY</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a><span style="color:blue;"> </span></a></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a><span style="color:blue;">It goes by the name that have been given</span></a></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;">,nur syazwani bt mohdsaid</span>; <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">nineteen</span></span>.<span style="font-size:85%;"><a><span style="color:blue;">i blow candles for every 11st of FEBRUARY</span></a></span>.<span class="text">i was born in Terengganu.</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a><span style="color:blue;">i am nineteen. mix blooded -malay+indonesia+bugis-</span></a></span>.<span class="text">sect7 shah alam is where i live , nearby my granny's home && i love her to death</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="text">I am a person that makes choices.they change and i change.thats life.yes,i curse ALOT.my life is full with ups and downs its hard to say who i am but im working on myself and making improvements,ouh well im not too sure about myself so i doubt you'll be either.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="text">my mood swings a lot.i can be nice and mean at the same time.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="text">i hate to be judge by someone.like wtf?did they do nothing wrong in life?<br /></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><a><span style="color:blue;">i dont care about what people think ABOUT ME cause all i know is doing something that make myself feel good.</span></a></span><span class="text">if you dont know me, dont judge me .<br />you dont friggin know who the hell i am;</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><a><span style="color:green;">i'm the one who live my life unperfectly and im proud to be me.</span></a></span><br /><br /><span class="text" style="font-size:85%;">i'm also a camera whore && fucking love to watch keeping up with the kardashians . people often talk shit about me . i am who i am && nobody can change that .<br /></span><span class="text" style="font-size:85%;"> i have two cats and no longer have my kitten since my mom gave it to my aunt .</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><span class="text" style="font-size:85%;">i'm not much a talkative person so deal with it cz i'm not here to please you .<br /></span><span class="text" style="font-size:85%;">i'm far beyond what you expect me to look like . i love my friends especially quesha.<br /><br />my family is everything for me..<br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;">My angel is beautiful, she is so special and like no other. I love her, for my angel is my mother.<br />siblings is the most important thing to me..</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgagb1qqRh9nAuC9A7HqnSu4Zh1DKzHFsfYzHQ5A9nhkxoN2qbG-wPeIjrtV4mWZyyTyl579W7N_D7nZzTrBV6B0O0Ul4V9rU670WE6CZBHQfrQQaS3LR_ATZ0-dy1w_89X_XHf9fwFcM/s1600-h/Image185-4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 396px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjgagb1qqRh9nAuC9A7HqnSu4Zh1DKzHFsfYzHQ5A9nhkxoN2qbG-wPeIjrtV4mWZyyTyl579W7N_D7nZzTrBV6B0O0Ul4V9rU670WE6CZBHQfrQQaS3LR_ATZ0-dy1w_89X_XHf9fwFcM/s400/Image185-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274141056076925106" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><span class="text"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:100%;" >my craziest sister..<br /></span><br />A sister is someone who leads you when you are having a problem. makes you laugh and cry. someone who likes to fight with you. the one who stands with you in all your ups and downs. makes you remember who you really are. sometimes makes you cry when they are very sad. someone who is always there for you through all the laughter and tears. they are real and never will pretend. A sister is someone like them whom I treasure everyday in my heart. </span></span>nadya my bestsister ever.<br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" ><a><span style="color:green;"><br />currently "NOT" that arrogant cause i'm just being me and no one can change it.</span></a></span><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><a><span style="color:green;">lastly,entertain me well and ill paid double ;) cheers. mama's little girl but i still love my daddy and oh my name is WANIE.fullstop</span></a><br /></span><span class="text"><br /><br /></span>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-27381428311188587262008-11-29T08:06:00.000-08:002008-11-29T08:51:44.697-08:00nda ada papa nieh..bosan jak..<span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">My top 5 favorite food.</span><br />- spaghetti meat ball.<br />- laksa penang of coz<br />- ayam goreng<br />- mee goreng basah 1 mamak!<br />-my mum pny nsi lemak.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">10 Things I love doing</span><br />- surfing the net<br />- screaming in my toilet<br />- editing pic<br />- hangout with my besties.<br />- myspace for sure.<br />- chatting<br />- make my bf angry.<br />- window shopping<br />- wash and blow my hair..thats wut woman do.<br />- make my mummy screaming at 8 a.m in the morning..sorry mummy.<br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">5 Things I love doing when I'm feeling down</span><br />- cry<br />- listen to my iPhone.<br />- screaming under my pillow.<br />- singing the whole day..<br />- keep silent for sure.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;">5 Things I love doing when I'm happy</span><br />- myspace<br />- shopping<br />- eat a lot like fat people do.<br />- curse..haha.<br />- disturb my bf.<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >5 Things I wish it could happen soon</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />- boss wannabe..haha..<br />- lots of money,and my beloved bf..peiiiwitt.. :p<br />- have minicooper.<br />- go to LAS VEGAS<br />- 1stly actually make my mum n dad happy.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" >My top 10 recently most addicted song</span><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />- i'm not really addicted with song..<br />i'm camera addicted..haha..<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br />p/s : angan2 dlam sedar dan tidak..haha..</span><br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="font-weight: bold;"></span></span>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-85660846791713344142008-11-28T13:20:00.001-08:002008-11-28T13:35:38.146-08:00the best things.. :p<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiThYni-ftBuRJHOjLAjiYBn2MNtsEoMiqHXE8-Ygid_dnwiBx-qJl01lx2NQdurzO5OpQTTqEYr87M20zVtNwLQCWiKkNaX5Dyk4V3ZdVXHL33FkP5rVTD3Wnvr-J__5hUxJl5sx0RWfE/s1600-h/1.png"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiThYni-ftBuRJHOjLAjiYBn2MNtsEoMiqHXE8-Ygid_dnwiBx-qJl01lx2NQdurzO5OpQTTqEYr87M20zVtNwLQCWiKkNaX5Dyk4V3ZdVXHL33FkP5rVTD3Wnvr-J__5hUxJl5sx0RWfE/s320/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273823350656366530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span><span><a>MY BOYFRIEND</a></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span><span><span><a>to me, you are the best thing that ever happened to my life. to me, you are everything that i had ever needed.</a></span></span></span> </span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span><a>Somewhere between all our laughs, long talks, stupid little fights, and all our </a></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span><a>jokes I fell in love with you syg.<br /><br /><br /></a></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP3Sl2u1cQywu2y6HVAliDMZ8SgCnqRgvH9rbWjOH7NGngXvgfc1kzYDO3XhuARoI2B3a2mxVrpTqIoruUl_-OKlPLTp3oW-8e3g9lw4RiF19Ee4u9bXaXTkq1i70JpyTusMBK3SeNHY8/s1600-h/v.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 127px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhP3Sl2u1cQywu2y6HVAliDMZ8SgCnqRgvH9rbWjOH7NGngXvgfc1kzYDO3XhuARoI2B3a2mxVrpTqIoruUl_-OKlPLTp3oW-8e3g9lw4RiF19Ee4u9bXaXTkq1i70JpyTusMBK3SeNHY8/s320/v.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273824074259554914" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">there's my sweeties friends..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">always be there 4 me..even we are so far away..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);">bby..i love all of u..even i never say it at all,but i truly love all of u..</span><br /></div><span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" > </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">cant wait to see u this 22nd dec..</span></span><br /></div>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4189890811421207999.post-83207722199403771702008-11-28T12:04:00.000-08:002008-11-28T12:22:48.410-08:0026th november<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_l6AzVeXJDnmqkjv6NPki3tgqcFHrY_FNRULs0wXNSWnLpqKAfp5jzej_uGTzb4-lVTYgHNXltmbSONbAl3XpOWwrlzLlIlBPDH9CvOZ97dFTaP-irSkGdADQqR3kUqip1YYUgpvSjD4/s1600-h/him.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 266px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_l6AzVeXJDnmqkjv6NPki3tgqcFHrY_FNRULs0wXNSWnLpqKAfp5jzej_uGTzb4-lVTYgHNXltmbSONbAl3XpOWwrlzLlIlBPDH9CvOZ97dFTaP-irSkGdADQqR3kUqip1YYUgpvSjD4/s320/him.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273806285429825218" border="0" /></a><br />26 nov 2006,<br /><br />hafiidz..<br /><span class="text">which is my <b style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">MAJOR</b> factor of life .</span><br /><span class="text">one person on top of everything that's important to me && the person is my boyfriend , of course.</span><br />he my everything after my family..<br />he's complete my life even we fight evryday.<br /><span class="text">i changed for better because of him && i know i cant survive without him .<br /></span><span class="text">we've been thru a lot && we've been 2gther for 2 year on 26 nov 08 , (: yeayy ! i'm happy each time he's around && i'm very proud to be his girl .</span><br /><span class="text">he understands me , kind && always be the one who take a good care of me .<br /></span><span class="text">i've never been happier in my entire life even though there are a lot of people who didnt want us to be 2gther .<br />yet nobody understands && made up stories about us ! which build the bad impression of people toward us but we're not going to give up .<br />whoever wants our relationship not to go on then you're wrong , ;pp no one has something special like he does .<br />he wrote a song for me && i love it a lot ! it has been my favorite song ever since on top of my favorites .<br />i know what it's feels like to have someone special since he walked into my life . i love him no matter what comes in our way .<br />there's an incident where people told an untrue story about me but yet here we are , still together .<br />some people would say our story is exciting , some of them said that it's sad . and in the end they'll look at us with full of respect .<br />to my sayang <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">MOHD ABD HAFIIDZ</span>; i love you very2 much && nothing else matters to me except you , (: </span>WanieSajahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17962956198610139872noreply@blogger.com