what the?

td aku ngan eyda g blaja kete lg
kli nie abg daus yg ajar
ari nie die ckp nk ajar parking plak
aku plak s'bley2 nk ngelak tp smpai ble la kn..hehe
last2 smpai gak turn aku
nsib bek eyda tman aku dlm kete uh
die tukng ajar aku nk wtpe
thanks eyda
owe u much
haha
wlaupn die sndri x sure pe yg die ajar aku
tp at least aku da reti gakla side parking n x reverse parking cm ngan abg fairuz ari uh
anyway, d'pndekkn cte, pas abes blaja parking ktorg blaja nek bukit plak
slame nie ok jer tp x tw la npe
bley t'ngok ngek plak
haha
mle2 kak ida bwk dlu
okla, bub die bru 1st time
mestyla de slh kn
no one is perfect
pas uh aku
de la few times mati enjin (aiyark...hampeh)
da la pnas, srabut kpale otak
then, last skali turn eyda plak
die ok, lbey bgus dr aku
n pas da bpe kli aku x t'kire da, tetbe jer die ckp nk cte sumthin
aku, abg daus ngan kak ida ngah b'bual time uh so x dgr sgt pe die ckp
pas uh die ckp xpela...then aku suh la die cte
die ckp time die benti kt ats bukit uh die nmpk cm de org pkai bju itam n topi
lalu seblah pntu yg aku dduk n jengukkn kpale seblah abg daus
aku ngan abg daus da seram
bub ktorg x rse pape pn
xde plak mremang
eyda sorg jer yg mremang
die ckp ble die toleh lg skali org uh da ilang
abg fairuz pn de gak mse uh
die dlm kete waja die
kt seat blakang
ngah tdo kot
n die ckp die dgr de org ketuk pntu kete die
msing2 da seram jd abg daus suh blek jer
blek2 jer aku cte kt ayah aku
die ckp tmn sutera uh mmg 'keras'
die da byk dgr cte sal bnde cm uh kt ctu
tp die ckp bnde uh x kcau org
cme lalu lalang jer kt ctu
tgk pe org wt..
skunk nie aku ngan eyda x tw la ktorg brani ke x nk g tmpt uh lg
huhuhu

Alone and lonely

time ngah jln2 kt mlake ari uh akak aku dpt call dr org pos laju
die tnye ble die bley antar surat kt umah
akak aku ckpla pas ktorg blek nnt bub xde org kt umah
dlm ati aku da t'pk mesty surat die dpt keje..huhu
bknnyer aku x hepi utk die tp nnt aku kne tggal sorg2 kt umah skudai uh
klau x pn aku akn ikut parents aku blek snai
tp klau aku de blaja kete cmne?
klau aku nk kuar ngan kwn2 aku?
da la jauh
hurmm...ntahla,aku bntu
arghhh..

dinner kt muara sungai duyung...yummmm

ami asyik mnum air bub cuaca pnas sgguh

ngah tggu ikan bakar x smpai2...hurmm

nyum2...sdapnyer ikan bakar

ayah,abg acap n kak eeza

ikan bakar n udang goreng kunyit

jln2 kt mlake

i found my hero....hik3

ayah jeling awek2 yg lalu..hehe

geli la...hahahaha

sedapnyer duk kt krusi urut..hehe

kak eeza n ami tdo bub kne urut..haha

pro bowlers..pulak haha

loc:mahkota parade

adegan adek nk gigit abg..haha

smpat b'posing dpn mahkota parade..hehe

sje2 ikut pose kt c2..haha

nek menara taming sari..tggi 80 meter
best gler3

peace no war..hehe

aku ngan ezam n kak eeza

nenek,auntie nor n mak

pnatnyer...

cuti rye cine nie aku g mlake
sje2 nk release tnsion
2 jela wt mse nie
daa~


ayah nakal..haha

mak n auntie nor

kak eeza moody bub sume yg die order xde..cian die

tgah mnikmati mkanan kt restoran nasi lemak antarabangsa,dataran pahlawan

'koboi' ngah tggu kuda d'repair...hahaha(ezam)

ezam n ami..my cuz

kt dlm pahlawan mall

mke kepenatan pas abes round heritage plaza...huhuhu

sakitnyer perut...huhuhu

td ktorg g blaja kete lg
tp ngan abg fairuz plak
mle2 pk, abesla klau blaja ngan die
mesty kne nganjing jer..huhu
time uh aku g ngan ahmad n eyda
dr mle2 msuk kete smpai blek asyik gelak jer
pnat ketawe
then, abg daus join ktorg ngan fairuz, kak ida n uteh
abg fairuz ajar aku parking td
pehh...serabut kpale otak nk ingt step2 die
tp, aku wt la gak
skali t'slh reverse n aku msuk parking reverse
bknnyer side parking..haha
nseb bek smpat brek
haha...hmpir2 lggar divider kt blakang
abg fairuz da pgg dada n tarik nafas lega
hehe...aku sengih jer tgk prangai die
klakar gler..tkut kne mrh ngan abg shah la uh
tp xpela, klau da slalu wt mesty reti kn?

aku ngan eyda..ktorg BFF..hehe

nie kak ida..die sporting gler..hehe

the best day of my life...hahaha

smlm aku ngan akak aku yg 2nd ngan parents aku g kl
bub akak aku nk g bangunan kementerian pelajaran kt putrajaya
nk amek sijil SPM die yg ilang
haha...sengal
ntah papela akak aku sorang uh
anyway, pas da selesai uh ktorg g KLCC
akak aku kne dftar dri utk btw petronas die da abes blaja
aku ngan parents aku tggu la kt bwh
kt c2 de kete F1
aku ngan ayah aku g tgk
mak aku g toilet jap
tp aku tgk kete uh cm kete mainan jer..haha (whateva)
pas uh ktorg g plaza low yatt (men hentam jer ejaan)
haha
b'pusing2 ktorg cri
ingtkn jauh lg
skali tetbe jer da msuk tmpt parking
terer gak ktorg cri jln (banggela tul..haha)
then jln2 kt dlm uh
mak aku nk cri laptop
byk tul kt c2
sume murah2
then mak aku ckp die nk cri ps3 skali
utk b'day present aku ngan akak aku (sharing is caring..yeah right)
pusing2 ktorg jmpe ps3 kt satu kdai nie
hrga die pling murahla
RM10xx (teka la sndri ye..hehe)
da siap byr pe sume tetbe akak aku tnye hrga nintendo Wii
ktorg mmg klau bley nk Wii
tp aku de jmpe kt danga bay hrga de RM3xxx
opsss...mhalnyer
skali jmpe kt plaza uh hrga bru RM8xx
tmbh2 aksesori sume de la dlm sribu lbey
aku ngan akak aku da xcited bub dpt Wii
da lme ktorg tggu sbnrnye..hehe
yayy!!!! at last dpt gak..haha
gmbr nnt aku upload ye
skunk ngah pki laptop akak
x bley cucuk pndrive
ok la, 2 jer kot wt mse nie
daa~

a really really touching story

At a fund raising dinner for a school that serves children with learning disabilities, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

'When not interfered with outside influences, everything nature does, is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. Where is the natural of things in my son?'

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. 'I believe that when a child like Shay, who was mentally and physically disabled comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes in the way other people treat that child.'

Then he told the following story:

Shay and I had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball.
Shay asked, 'Do you think they'll let me play?' I knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but as a father, I also understood that if my son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

I approached one of the boys on the field and asked (not expecting much) if Shay could play. The boy looked around for guidance and said, 'We're losing by six runs and the game is in the eighth inning. I guess he can be in our team and we'll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.'

Shay struggled over to the team's bench and, with a broad smile, put on a team shirt. I watched with a small tear in my eye and warmth in my heart. The boys saw my joy at my son being accepted.

In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay's team scored a few runs but was still behind by three.

In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as I waved him from the stands.

In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay's team scored again..

Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game?

Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible because Shay didn't even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up the plate, the pitcher, recognizing that the other team was putting winning aside for this moment in Shay's life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least make contact.

The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back at the pitcher. The game would now be over. The pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball back to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the first baseman's head, out of reach of his team mates. Everyone on the stands and both teams started yelling, 'Shay, run to first! Run to first!'

Never in his life had Shay run that far, but he made it to the first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide eyed and startled. Everyone yelled, 'Run to second, run to second!'

Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to the base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball. The smallest guy on their team who now had his first chance to be the hero for his team.

He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher's intentions so he, too, intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman's head.

Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home. All were screaming, 'Shay, Shay, Shay, all the way Shay'

Shay reached the third base because the opposing shortstop ran to help him by turning him in the direction of the third base, and shouted, 'Run to third! Shay, run to third!'

As Shay rounded the third, the boys from both teams, the spectators, were on their feet screaming, 'Shay, run home! Run home!'

Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the grand slam and won the game for his team.

'That day', said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, 'the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world'.

Shay didn't make it to another summer. He died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making me so happy and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

erkkk..pe da jd???

ok,pg td aku g blaja bwk kete ngan ayah aku
die ckp nk ajar aku so aku x kekok sgt ble on d road nnt..haha
so,die ajar aku kt tmn sutera
ayah aku ckp aku da improve ckit
tp blr kne tgur ckit jer...aiyark...hancuss
huhuhu
so,aku try lg n lme2 aku pn da t'biase bwk kete ngan b'hemah..(what eva)
hahaha
n tetbe...
jeng jeng jeng
de kete polis ngah ronda kt area uh
nsib bek polis uh x sman ayah aku
die bg warning jer
fuhhh...(lap peluh)
hahaha
anyway,pas nie aku da x bley blaja ngan ayah aku lg
thanks dad
at least aku smpat gk blaja ckit ngan die

chumel weyh...haaah

kim bum

kim so eun

kim joon

yoon eun hye

kim jeong hoon

kim hyun joong

lee min ho

malunyer...hik3

last week g blaja bwk kete..
huhu...x twla nk ckp pe
it was really BAD!!!
hahaha
seriously,mmg truk gler
smpaikm abg yg ajar ktorg(abg daus) pn bosn
die siap bukak tingkap n kluarkn kpale
aku nie lampi(lmbt pickup) tul...haha
well,nk wt cmne kn,bru 1st time bwk kete
nsib bek gear,seatbelt sume knal
klau x pyah la...hak3
tp rsenye overall aku wt ok la
at least aku x panik aw..haha
xpe2,still de lg 12 jam utk blaja
ptg nie ayah aku plak nk ajar
hopefully x lggar papela..
hehe..chaiyok~