tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15658403605976670772024-02-07T20:53:06.630+08:00Notasi Farah"Tiada cinta tanpa pengorbanan dan tiada pengorbanan tanpa cinta"......."Cinta akan berjalan lancar jika di iringi oleh rasa saling mempercayai....."Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-91575064925590222792008-09-11T13:35:00.001+08:002008-09-11T14:27:14.015+08:00Update....Its not like i dont want to update my blog... Seem nothing special came out for me...<br />In love with a broken heart....Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-74091954756081110012008-06-16T13:21:00.002+08:002008-06-16T13:23:14.934+08:00iNsAn<strong><span style="color:#663333;">MuNgKiN TuHaN SeNgAjA MaHu kItA BeRjUmPa dEnGaN oRaNg yAnG SaLaH SeBeLuM MeNeMuI InSaN YaNg bEtUl SuPaYa aPaBiLa kItA AkHiRnYa mEnEmUi iNsAn yAnG BeTuL, KiTa aKaN TaHu bAgAiMaNa uNtUk bErSyUkUr dEnGaN NiKmAt PeMbErIaN DaN HiKmAh dI SeBaLiK PeMbErIaN TeRsEbUt. aPaBiLa sAlAh sAtU PiNtU KeBaHaGiAaN TeRtUtUp, YaNg LaIn aKaN TeRbUkA TaPi lAzImNyA KiTa aKaN MeMaNdAnG pInTu yAnG TeLaH TeRtUtUp iTu tErLaLu lAmA HiNgGaKaN kItA TiDaK NaMpAk pInTu lAiN YaNg tElAhPuN DiBuKaKaN UnTuK kItA. </span></strong>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-79901339620064576212008-03-10T11:48:00.000+08:002008-03-10T11:51:39.713+08:00The StoryAll of these lines across my face<br />Tell you the story of who I am<br />So many stories of where I've been<br />And how I got to where I am<br />But these stories don't mean anything<br />When you've got no one to tell them to<br />It's true...I was made for you<br />I climbed across the mountain tops<br />Swam all across the ocean blue<br />I crossed all the lines and I broke all the rules<br />But baby I broke them all for you<br />Because even when I was flat broke<br />You made me feel like a million bucks<br />You doI was made for you<br />You see the smile that's on my mouth<br />It's hiding the words that don't come out<br />And all of my friends who think that I'm blessed<br />They don't know my head is a mess<br />No, they don't know who I really am<br />And they don't know what<br />I've been through like you do<br />And I was made for you...<br />All of these lines across my face<br />Tell you the story of who I am<br />So many stories of where I've been<br />And how I got to where I am<br />But these stories don't mean anything<br />When you've got no one to tell them to<br />It's true...I was made for youFarahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-80731446867077571222008-01-25T08:51:00.000+08:002008-01-25T08:55:03.654+08:00A Poem<div align="center">Around the corner I have a friend, </div><div align="center">In this great city that has no end, </div><div align="center">Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, </div><div align="center">And before I know it, a year is gone. </div><div align="center"><br />And I never see my old friends face, </div><div align="center">For life is a swift and terrible race, </div><div align="center">He knows I like him just as well, </div><div align="center">As in the days when I rang his bell. </div><div align="center"><br />And he rang mine but we were younger then, </div><div align="center">And now we are busy, tired men. </div><div align="center">Tired of playing a foolish game, </div><div align="center">Tired of trying to make a name. </div><div align="center"><br />'Tomorrow' I say! 'I will call on Jim </div><div align="center">Just to show that I'm thinking of him.' </div><div align="center">But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, </div><div align="center">And distance between us grows and grows. </div><div align="center"><br />Around the corner, yet miles away, </div><div align="center">'Here's a telegram sir,' 'Jim died today.' </div><div align="center">And that's what we get and deserve in the end. </div><div align="center">Around the corner, a vanished friend. </div><div align="center"><br />Remember to always say what you mean. </div><div align="center">If you love someone, please tell them. </div><div align="center">Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late. </div><div align="center">Seize the day. Never have regrets. </div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-16130210481764947502008-01-21T15:44:00.000+08:002008-01-21T15:51:20.419+08:00Take responsibility for your feelings.Sooner or later, everyone you know will disappoint you in some way. They'll say something or fail to say something that will hurt you. And they'll do something or fail to do something that will anger you. It's inevitable.<br /><br />Unfortunately, you make things worse when you stew over someone's words and deeds. When you dwell on a rude remark or an insensitive action made by another person, you're headed for deeper problems. In fact, the more you dwell on these things, the more bitter you'll get.<br /><br />You'll find your joy, peace and happiness slipping away. And you'll find your productivity slowing down as you spend more and more time thinking about the slight or telling others about it. Eventually, if you don't stop doing it, you'll even get sick.<br /><br />So what should you do the next time someone betrays you?<br /><br />TAKE RESPONSIBILITY FOR YOUR FEELINGS.<br /><br />Even though the other person may be at fault, even though the other person wronged you, you are still responsible for your own feelings. In other words, other people do not "cause" your feelings. You choose them.<br /><br />For example, two different people could be told that their suggestions made at the staff meeting were "stupid and idiotic." One person may "choose" to feel so hurt that he never speaks up at any other meeting again. The other person may "choose" to feel sorry for the critic, sorry that the critic couldn't see the wisdom and necessity of her suggestions.<br /><br />As long as you blame other people for your feelings, as long as you believe other people caused your feelings, you're stuck. You're a helpless victim. But if you recognize the fact that you choose your feelings and you are responsible for your feelings, there's hope.<br /><br />You can take some time to think about your feelings. And you can decide what is the best thing to say or do. Then, you've got to learn to WALK AWAY FROM DISAPPOINTMENT. It's difficult to do, but it's possible.<br /><br />The famous 19th century Scottish historian, Thomas Carlyle, proved that. After working on his multi-volume set of books on "The French Revolution" for six years, Carlyle completed the manuscript and took volume one to his friend John Stuart Mill. He asked Mill to read it. Five days later, Mill's maid accidentally threw the manuscript into the fire.<br /><br />In agony, Mill went to Carlyle's house to tell him that his work has been destroyed. Carlyle did not flinch. With a smile, he said, "That's all right, Mill. These things happen. It is a part of life. I will start over. I can remember most of it, I am sure. Don't worry. It's all here in my mind. Go, my friend! Do not feel bad."<br /><br />As Mill left, Carlyle watched him from the window. Carlyle turned to his wife and said, "I did not want him to see how crushed I am by this misfortune." And with a heavy sigh, he added, "Well the manuscript is gone, so I had better start writing again."<br /><br />Carlyle finally completed the work, which ranks as one of the great classics of all time. He had learned to walk away from his disappointment. After all, what could Carlyle have done about his burnt manuscript? Nothing. Nothing would have resurrected the manuscript. All Carlyle could do was to get bitter or get started.<br /><br />And what can you do about anything once it is over? Not much. You can try to correct it if it is possible, or you can walk away from it if it isn't.<br /><br />Those are your only two choices.<br /><br />Sometimes you've just got to shake it off and step up. Finally, you need to FORGIVE. It's difficult, especially when the other person doesn't deserve your forgiveness or doesn't even seek it. It's difficult when the other person is clearly in the wrong.<br /><br />Part of the difficulty comes from a common misunderstanding of forgiveness. Forgiveness doesn't mean that the other person's behaviour is okay. And forgiveness doesn't mean that the other person is off the hook. He's still responsible for his misbehaviour. Forgiveness is about letting yourself off the emotional hook. It's about releasing your negative emotions, attitudes, and behaviours. It's about letting go of the past so you can go forward to the future.<br /><br />Everyone in your life, everyone on and off the job is going to disappoint you. If you know how to respond to those situations, you'll be way ahead of most people. You'll be able to live above and beyond your circumstances.<br /><br />Am I happier holding on to it? Do I sleep better?Is my life richer, fuller, and better because of my bitterness?"<br /><br />If you find that your bitterness is hurting you, make a decision. Actually decide to let it go. Walk away from the disappointment -- which means you no longer dwell on it or talk about it.Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-7426333130444806772007-12-28T15:52:00.000+08:002007-12-28T15:53:33.213+08:00Feliz Año Nuevo<span style="color:#33ccff;">Pejam celik pejam celik tahun <strong>2007 </strong>hampir ke penghujungnyer dan selamat datang 2008... I am very excited to wait what <strong>2008</strong> about to bring.. Tahun 2007 salah satu azam aku untuk mengurangkan berat badan yang tutt..... For what i can see i'm not achieving what i plan but yet i know if i put effort i can do much more... for the others i don’t put so much hope on that but that’s doesn't mean that I’m not satisfied with it… So many things happened in 2007 sad things, heartbreaks, happy memories, found new friends, lost some friends, etc. all of that makes me who I am now.. dan salah satu azam yang <strong>tak</strong> tercapai dapat <strong>“nuevo novio”</strong> bukan kereta baru tau hahaha…. Argh aku tak punya azam yang banyak untuk tahun nie tapi yang paling pasti aku berazam untuk membeli rumah kalau ada rezeki yang lebih… Hope for you all to pray for the best come to all of us… más prosperidad, más amor, más felicidad and vida larga amin… </span>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-27273423050320664932007-11-29T15:25:00.000+08:002007-11-29T15:28:12.254+08:00Vroom Vroom<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJK1Wb_caCuNT1mSvDrGqhdS2mItsqaoXdM_aoRdfi8LvYjLAwbYiPnZFYW0eACr9lpcSFLIZQUWyiUKz7Bc4_qDTbVHq3zzqqNk4QytUUOHqZEm7U-91rm7QYI1_4gh9Te3TvCbUDcKu/s1600-h/baby.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138160176245540738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqJK1Wb_caCuNT1mSvDrGqhdS2mItsqaoXdM_aoRdfi8LvYjLAwbYiPnZFYW0eACr9lpcSFLIZQUWyiUKz7Bc4_qDTbVHq3zzqqNk4QytUUOHqZEm7U-91rm7QYI1_4gh9Te3TvCbUDcKu/s400/baby.jpg" border="0" /></a>Alhamdullilah received my new baby vroom on 10th November 2007</div><div align="center">Honda Accord 2.4 ViT-L</div><div align="center"><br /><br /></div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-9514260169650973032007-10-05T16:15:00.000+08:002007-10-05T16:21:03.430+08:00Yang Lalu Biarlah Berlalu<div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Yang Lalu Biarlah Berlalu</em></span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Waktu pun terhenti</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Hatiku mencari</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Mataku terpukau pada satu tatapan<br />Membeku langkahku</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Tergetar hatiku</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Terperangkap aku dalam keindahanmu<br />Kau dekati aku</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Kau sentuh tubuhku</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Kau buat diriku terhanyut dalam pelukmu<br />Sejenak kusadar kau bukan cintaku<br />Lepas pelukanmu dariku</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Buang jauh perasaanmu</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Semua tentang kita</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Ingin aku lupakan</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Yang lalu biarlah berlalu</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Jangan lagi ini terjadi</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Biarlah kita jalani</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Cinta dijalan yang berbeda<br />Yang telah terjadi</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Sudahlah lupakan</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Jika terus kau kenang</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Hanya membuat luka dihati<br />Sadarilah aku</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Bukan cintamu</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Sadarilah aku</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Bukan milikmu<br />Yang lalu biarlah berlalu</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Jangan lagi ini terjadi</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Karena ini hanyakan</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Semakin menghancurkan</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Semakin menghanyutkan</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Semakin mematahkan</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff9966;"><em>Hatimu</em></span></div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-58079516312226492182007-09-10T08:05:00.001+08:002007-09-10T08:07:33.200+08:00Sangkut<div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></em> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span></em> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Apa kena padi ku ini</strong></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Sana sangkut sini pun goyang</strong></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Apa kena hati ku ini </strong></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"><strong>Sana sangkut sini pun sayang</strong></span></em></div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-3424708593048637852007-09-05T16:10:00.000+08:002007-09-05T16:14:46.469+08:00Ramadhan<div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;">Saya terlebih dahulu ingin memohon maaf jika saya ada berbuat kesilapan, baik yang tidak di sengaja maupun yang di sengajakan hehehe. Semoga kita semua dapat menjalani ibadah puasa dengan khusyuk, diberkati dan dirahmati Allah S.W.T, insyaallah.<br /> </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Semoga Bergembira Menyambut Ramadhan.<br /></span> </span></div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-88628335231354777272007-08-09T15:45:00.000+08:002007-08-09T15:46:38.660+08:0024:58<div align="center">And not equal are the blind and those who see, </div><div align="center">nor are equal those who believe, </div><div align="center">and do righteous good deeds, </div><div align="center">and those who do evil. </div><div align="center"> </div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-51565788029811605982007-08-09T09:22:00.000+08:002007-08-09T09:24:31.646+08:00Hatinak jaga hati orang....<br />nak jaga hati sendiri....<br />orang tak jaga hati kita....<br />nak jaga periuk nasi orang...<br />nak jaga periuk nasi sendiri.....<br />orang nak tuba lagi periuk nasi kita adalah......Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-26132528051447842282007-07-27T17:39:00.000+08:002007-07-27T17:43:59.462+08:00Seperti Yang Dulu<div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#993399;">Ungu </span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><strong>Seperti Yang Dulu</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><br />Tiada guna kau kembali</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Mengisi ruang hati ini</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Semuanya telah berlalu</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Bersama lukaku</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><br />Tiada guna kau berjanji</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Untuk setia menemani</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Hatiku yang tlah terluka</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Karna dustamu</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><br />Semuanya telah berakhir</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Antara hatiku dan hatimu</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Takkan ada cinta</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Seperti yang dulu</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><br />Semuanya telah berakhir</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Antara diriku dan dirimu</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Takkan ada rindu</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Seperti yang dulu</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;"><br />Semuanya telah berakhir</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#993399;">Semuanya telah berakhir </span></div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-74421585354089999882007-07-27T11:33:00.000+08:002007-07-27T12:03:44.095+08:00Birthday mamaHehehe aku lupa plak nak buat N3 pasal birthday mama 14/7/07 hari tu.... biasa ler hari tu mama tak yah buat keje rumah langsung kasi chance ler dia lepak.... aku masak kan dia nasi briani udang n ayam tandoorii resepi k ros.... mmmm biasa ler kawan2 mama jer datang... pastu auntie aku kat kulai tu pun datang n kakak mama dari singapore.... Tak ler celebrate gila2 selalu bawa makan luar jer tapi takpe lah sekali sekala tunjuk skill masak... sebenar nyer dah lama tak masak kat dapur rumah tu ;p.... cuma mama minta mix fruits cake sahaja dari beli cheese cake ker blueberry cake ker....<br />Up coming event....<br />my brother b'day 30/7 nie....<br />Insya'allah 4/8 nie cuaca sekeluarga n Doktor Is sekeluarga nak kerumah... so boleh ler tunjuk skill masak laksa johor plak hehehe n mama kata dia nak buat nasi ayam jer..... mana lah tahu ada yang tak makan laksa johor..... betul jugak kata dia..... so jgn tak datang plak tau....<br />N rinduu KL....<br />sebenar nyer byk benda yang aku rinduu.... isk isk isk nak makan kat Williamsssss SS22... nak g makan kat Fatty Crab.... nak makan ikan bakar..... nak lepak ngan kawan2 lepas kan perasaan... nak makan durian udang merah.... nak makan kat Sri Viangmai Bukit Bintang.... nak g buat bleaching, waXXXg, treading n macam2 lah...... nak nak nak..... nak karaoke..... uwaaaaaaa kat sini tak sama.............Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-56813525761361131262007-07-23T07:53:00.000+08:002007-07-23T07:58:28.794+08:00CintaCinta.......<br />Mungkin kah ia akan datang lagi???<br />Atau telah hilang rasa itu......Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-84954278327544772482007-07-05T16:22:00.000+08:002007-07-05T16:35:36.768+08:00Orang Tamak Selalu Rugimanusia yang tamak memang akan rugi.... Tak sedar kah diri sekarang rasakan ketulahan..... ingat dengan cakap yang diri nyer sudah pun terima balasan akan ada orang yang akan lembut hati...... mungkin... tapi lebih pada kesian, simpati dengan raut wajah yang sungguh sadis itu dan bukan kerana lembut hati...... Hari ini kata maaf esok terjadi lagi.... Hari ini mengadu domba esok buat lagi..... penat, letih, lelah, tak kisah, itu semua sudah jadi ruji makanan aku sekarang... aku dah tak mampu menerima nyer lagi.....Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-60224546165946601852007-07-04T08:52:00.001+08:002007-07-04T08:52:50.684+08:00kisah yang tiada akhirnya.....<div align="justify"><span style="color:#cc66cc;">aku, dia punya cerita yang sama tapi mungkin penyampaian yag berbeza.. sudah hampir dua tahun aku mengenali dia... setahun lebih aku menjadi kekasih dia... harapan, sayang, cinta, suka, benci, sedih, duka argh perasaan yang sukar dimengertikan... aku telah memilih untuk mengakhiri tapi tiada nokhtah yang sebenar nya.... apakah aku harus menangis lagi?? apakah aku harus terima segala nya lagi?? apakah aku harus diam lagi??? </span></div><div align="justify"><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">aku yang memilih jalan yang sebegini aku juga harus terima segala apa yang datang.. tetapi 29/607 adalah hari berakhir nyer sebuah penantian.... berakhir nyer segala2nya... harapan, cinta, sayang, suka semua nya hancur....meskipun ia bertaut kembali ia tak akan sama dan tidak mungkin sama... segala apa yang berlaku dulu akan aku jadikan sebagai satu kenangan yang terindah yang pernah aku lalui... kerana aku percaya semua yang pahit akan jadi manis jua akhir nya.....<br /></span> </div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-25145956706119384962007-07-04T08:16:00.000+08:002007-07-04T08:18:22.429+08:00Sedih........<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"><em>29/6/2007 Berakhir nyer sebuah penantian........</em></span></div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-4133810690911660172007-06-13T08:47:00.000+08:002007-06-13T08:50:18.024+08:00Happy Father's Day<div align="center">happy father's day to all father... and to my dad hope you happy always and will be appreciated more by us.... love you dad........ </div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075344378385261298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKbL1_cwrLk2TfXPKi3CbHdynVUmz2dezHUbUtF2XoRrvpkApxgsjsiFw06yn8qrjHKa1XcmtQXQj2XRAWHZNbC7gBv5AbsaI3p7WXHGwQtRo2Wdau3NfHVjoLu5_8wZMVyY9dTd-oC3bT/s400/wafer_happy_fathers_day.jpg" border="0" />Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-7670435414957530442007-06-04T15:43:00.000+08:002007-06-04T16:25:35.390+08:00Yang TerdalamKulepas semua yang kuinginkan<br />Tak akan kuulangi<br />Maafkan jika kau kusayangi<br />Dan bila kumenanti<br /><br />Pernahkah engkau coba mengerti<br />Lihatlah ku disini<br />Mungkinkah jika aku bermimpi<br />Salahkah tuk menanti<br /><br />Takkan lelah aku menanti<br />Takkan hilang cintaku ini<br />Hingga saat kau tak kembali<br />Kan kukenang di hati saja<br /><br />Kau telah tinggalkan hati yang terdalam<br />Hingga tiada cinta yang tersisa<br />Di jiwa<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lR1sgHFSH2Q"></a>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-59451039150351325122007-05-25T16:01:00.000+08:002007-05-25T16:04:04.571+08:00Happy Anniversary<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAFSupkvucSQjs7te5_GmBtCREFbKnUH15m7ZvhlMtCHM07RAt38helUsKtQAlJFxxaHlE4plMF2tm1t-WK9laXj4LC2AC5WLIagxlEmLcrhd5VU4bA-9f4yRi0cnJ-PrV2Ow0EtkVDVBG/s1600-h/Anniversary.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068405723388496866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAFSupkvucSQjs7te5_GmBtCREFbKnUH15m7ZvhlMtCHM07RAt38helUsKtQAlJFxxaHlE4plMF2tm1t-WK9laXj4LC2AC5WLIagxlEmLcrhd5VU4bA-9f4yRi0cnJ-PrV2Ow0EtkVDVBG/s400/Anniversary.jpg" border="0" /></a> happy anniversary to me on 20/05/2007....<br /><br /></div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-60235882661890066552007-05-17T11:50:00.000+08:002007-05-17T16:58:53.623+08:00Perfect Day Part II - Dear Diarysatu hari lagi berlalu dimana aku masih lagi tidak mempertikaikan siapakah wanita itu... aku tahu sebelum dan sejak kami berkahwin banyak sudah rintangan yang kami lalui.. betapa susah dan rumit nyer untuk kami berumahtangga dan walaupun aku sendiri tahu dan mengerti bahawa dahulu aku adalah wanita itu.. umur perkahwinan kami tidak cecah setahun jagung tetapi abang sudah punya wanita lain.... apa kah makna kalau wanita lain meminta izin untuk keluar bersama teman dengan abang?? itu lah soalan yang berlegar2 difikiran ku... apakah yang harus aku lakukan.... nak mengadu pada orang lain??? aku malu.... memang benar orang katakan 'what's goes around come around'.... apakah ini balasan nyer dan ia sangat pahit sekali untuk ditelan.... dahulu aku tidak faham... hidup nie macam roda sekejap kita diatas sekejap kita dibawah... dahulu aku tidak memikirkan apakah perasaan apabila hak kita diambil orang.... aku masih boleh hidup berdasarkan retaknyer hati wanita lain tapi sekarang?? aku rasa sungguh bodoh....bodoh dengan diri aku sendiri kerana aku sendiri tidak tahu apakah aku layak mempertikai kan nyer atau tidak..... aku masih sayang hubungan yang baru ku bina.... aku masih belum boleh terima seandai nya abang ada wanita lain di dalam hidup nyer..... aku tidak salahkan wanita itu kerana masakan berbunyi kalau kita bertepuk sebelah tangan.... tapi......mmmmmmmm<br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#660000;"><strong>apa pendapat atau nasihat blogger untuk isteri pertama, kedua dan wanita ketiga....</strong></span></em>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-80326605417843279032007-05-17T09:03:00.000+08:002007-05-17T09:57:19.907+08:00Growing Old<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3Yf-9BHRWgSotk34rrbosQBAKqCi081CnGcJYLASgXLEozSFk5zpz5T8zeUcJrqnwldcAaPG9kmKBpjVunyHd2fMt8GFvBCyzF04PPJ8jBMsPzZHu_E4FAGf-Vuhtaf1hisXj_3-dLQV/s1600-h/old.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065342423863970770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgd3Yf-9BHRWgSotk34rrbosQBAKqCi081CnGcJYLASgXLEozSFk5zpz5T8zeUcJrqnwldcAaPG9kmKBpjVunyHd2fMt8GFvBCyzF04PPJ8jBMsPzZHu_E4FAGf-Vuhtaf1hisXj_3-dLQV/s400/old.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><div>In April, Maya Angelou was interviewed by Oprah on her 70+ birthday. Oprah asked her what she thought of growing older. And, there on television, she said it was "exciting." Regarding body changes, she said there were many, occurring every day...like her breasts. They seem to be in a race to see which will reach her waist, first. The audience laughed so hard they cried. She is such a simple and honest woman, with so much wisdom in her words! Maya Angelou said this: "I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow." "I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights." "I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life." "I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as "making a life." "I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance." "I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw some things back." "I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision." "I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one." "I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back." "I've learned that I still have a lot to learn." "I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel." </div><div> </div><div><em><span style="color:#330000;"><strong>Thanks k elha for this lovely text to me... people intend to be afraid of aging... they try everything to prevent it especially woman some of the things that we fearful of such as weight gain and the loss of identity, youthful looks, attractiveness, freedom, style and personality (especially around becoming a mother hahahaha). ... There is so much growth or things that happens as we age especially in the emotional, spiritual and physical and for myself i try to slow down the process not to prevent it from happening... ;) i'm not afraid just there is so many things that i haven't done...</strong></span></em></div></div></div>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-39223783758436724092007-05-16T14:48:00.000+08:002007-05-16T14:52:49.917+08:00Perfect Day Part II<span style="color:#999999;">tauke: ya cari apa barang moi??</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">aku : cari gula lah tauke</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">tauke: ada ada lu mau brapa kilo??</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">aku : saya mau dua kilo...</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">tauke: boleh boleh...</span><br /><br />aku ikut sekali pegi tempat gula... tgk2 dia ceduk gula dari satu tempat besar...<br /><br /><span style="color:#999999;">aku : paket punya takde ker tauke??</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">auke: haiya nie gula sama saja....</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">aku : mmmmm takpe lah tauke... i cari barang2 lain sajer</span><br /><br />memang ler sama tapi mana tau dia tak tutup gula tu banyak ler binatang yang boleh berlari2 kat atas gula tu...eeeeeeeeee geli geleman aku... penyudah nyer aku cari jer lah brg2 dapur yang lain.... mmm terpaksa lah aku cari kat 7eleven ker pam minyak ker gula tu..... biarlah lambat sikit ambil abang asal gula ada dari kena bebel... kadang2 kita akan tahan bila dileter tapi ada masa2 nye yang kita sendiri perlukan ruang untuk berfikir sendiri.. kadang2 aku pun pelik kalau perempuan tu biasa lah kan dah memang sejak azali lagi kuat membebel.... sedangkan aku lebih suka berdiam diri dan pendam saja apa yang berbuku dihati... dah jodoh katakan aku redha...<br />biasalah orang perempuan bila dah sampai ke rumah bukan nyer boleh duduk sambil pegang remote TV. aku masukkan sabun kedalam washing machine sambil mengemas barang2 dapur yang aku telah beli sambil keluarkan udang dari freezer.... walaupun kami berdua aku lebih suka memasak sendiri dari makan diluar bukan hendak berjimat tapi air tangan isteri lagi berkat....<br /><br /><span style="color:#999999;">abang: ayang telefon abang berbunyi ya?? tolong tgk kan msg aper abang tgh mandi nie....</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">aku : Lokman tanya abang kat mana?? nak jawab balik tak??</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">abang: tak payah lah nanti abang call dia balik..</span><br /><br />aku bukan seorang isteri yang akan sentiasa membaca kesemua sms di telefon dia tetapi aku tidak tahu kenapa hari ini aku terlihat satu msg yang sungguh mencurigakan... isteri mana yang tak terdetik hati nyer apabila melihat sms yang berdasarkan gurauan antara suami nyer dengan wanita2 lain.... kita manusia biasa punya rasa syak wasangka, curiga, dan bermacam2 lagi airmata ku berjujuran aku tak pasti apa yang aku rasa sekarang... pelan ku letakkan kembali telefon abang dan aku kembali kedapur... airmata masih lagi mengalir..<br /><br /><span style="color:#999999;">abang: ayang dah siap masak ker?? (sambil memeluk ku dari belakang)</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">aku : dah siap nie tengah tunggu ikan goreng abang jer masak... (tidak sedarkanh dia yang aku menangis...sambil mengangkat ikan dan memanggil abang makan)</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">abang: sikit sangat nasi ayang....</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">aku : tadi dah makan dah...</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">abang: tak ckap abang pun...</span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">aku : mmmm sorry lah lapar sgt td sambil beli brg dapur g beli roti</span><br /><br />bohongan yang perlu aku buat untuk tidak mengeruhkan keadaan... sudah jam 9.30 malam sekarang masih ada baju untuk aku sidai...aku hanya menjalankan tanggungjawab ku sebagai seorang isteri dan hari nie satu hari lagi yang cukup sempurna aku telah jalankan tiada pergaduhan kecil tiada perselisihan pendapat.. sempurnakan hari ku ini....sebuah perkahwinan tak semua nyer indah, tak semua nyer sama ngan apa yang kita impikan.. ermmmm korang pernah tanya tak apa yg korang nak sebenarnye dlm hidup nih??? aku sendiri kadang2 tidak terjawab dengan persoalan itu.... serious beb.. ye lah alam berubah kerana manusia dan manusia sendiri berubah kerana manusia..<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;">(Crita diatas tiada kena mengena dengan saya...apatah lagi orang lain sama ada hidup atau mati...crita ini juga adalah rekaan semata-mata daripada penulis nyer...jadi jangan lah membuat spekulasi...sekian)</span></em>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1565840360597667077.post-24859994654784920192007-05-15T17:44:00.000+08:002007-05-15T17:48:17.601+08:00Perfect Day Part I<span style="font-family:georgia;">hari hujan macam malas jer nak bangun walaupun jam dah menunjukkan pukul 6.30pagi... abang still tido lagi kat sebelah..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : abang dah 6.30 dah nie bgn ler kita dah lambat dah nie...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: ayang g lah mandi dulu..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : mmm</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">aku pun mandi dan bersiap.. aku jeling di katil dia masih tido sambil kutip baju2 kotor untuk dibasuh aku kejutkan lagi dia supaya sempat aku mengemaskan katil..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: ayang buatkan kopi untuk abang ye sambil mencapai towel...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : abang gula abang beli tak semalam??</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: ya Allah abang lupa lah..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : ayang buat nescafe 3in1 jer lah ye..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: kita breakfast diluar jer lah..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : sempat ker bang..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: takpe lah kita masuk lambat hari nie.... sekali sekala takpe lah jangan selalu plak</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">aku terus kemas tempat beradu kami.. selepas bersiap kami pun keluar rumah..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: kunci kereta mana yang..?? </span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : ler mana ler ayang tahu abang kan yang kuar semalam kunci keta abang letak mana??abang: abang letak kat tempat kunci ler nape ayang tak amik..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : ler bukan ayang yang nak drive..(sambil aku jalan menuju ker lift...dalam hati aku berkata aku ker yang salah? mmm entah apa yang difikirkan nyer. aku tahu muka dia pun dah berubah daripada menjadi2 baik aku yang pergi ambil kunci kereta)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">jalan hari nie sungguh sesak biasalah hari hujan begini jam menunjukkan jam 7.45pagi kami masih tidak sampai ke kedai mamak berhampiran ofis kami...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : sempat ker abang kita nak breakfast nie??</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: tah ler macam pantat jer jem nie tak gerak langsung... sial..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : tak payah ler maki2 tak baik pepagi nie..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">bang: ye lah ye lah... ayang nanti amik kereta nie parking kat ofis ayang lah abang dah lambat nie...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : mmmm nanti petang kalau dah nak balik ayang telefon abang ye...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: ye lah jgn lambat sangat na..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">dah ler parking lots penuh mrasalah tawaf bebanyak kali.. sesampai kat ofis plak byk pulak keje nak buat...atas meja sampai ke atas kerusi bebudak nie letak documents..takpe lah buat pelan2 nanti habis jugak....tepat jam 3.00petang kat office nie takde electric.. macam selalu lah boss akan tunggu setengah jam kalau macam macam tu jugak dia akan berkemas dan balik... kalau boss pun dah balik yang lain pun apa lagi berkemas ler...biasalahkan tikus kucing dah takde apa lagi menari2 lah kan... aku bukan nyer boleh balik nak tunggu abang lagi.... apa lagi aku ambil kesempatan untuk beli sedikit barang dapur..</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : hello abang ayang dah boleh balik nie..</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: kata banyak keje tadi??</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : takde electric nie boss pun dah balik... ayang nak g beli barang dapur boleh??</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: kat mana??</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">aku : dekat2 area sini je lah nanti g jauh2 jem plak...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#999999;">abang: ok.. bebaik na...</span><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#999999;">aku : ok<br /></span><br />bersambung............</span>Farahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13094627087145933457noreply@blogger.com2