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Diyah, I falling in love (8)
written on Tuesday, May 29, 2012 @ 5:39:00 PM ✈
Owh...soo..betul la apa yang Zaim rasa selama ni...hurmm
Zaim ? Dia rasa apa ?
Dia kata awak asyik tengok dia..stalk dia dari jauh..yang si Wafia cakap awak stalk saya...hurm..saya yang perasan..sorry :[
awak...saya stalk awak selama ni..saya suka awak saya cinta awak..awak la cinta pandang pertama saya...I LOVE YOU MUHAMMAD HAMIZAN..
Pesanan ringkas itu dipadam. Syadiyah biarkan pesanan ringkas itu tidak dibalas walaupun Hamizan missed call berkali kali. Syadiyah melayan perasaan sehingga terlena. Cuti sekolah telah tamat. Wafia yang baru mendapat cerita panas terus berlari ke kelas Hamizan. “Mizan !” Mizan keluar kelas untuk bertemu Wafia. “Asal kau ni? Berlari first day sekolah..rindu aku erk?” Mizan bergurau. “Bukan..Kau tahu kenapa Syadiyah dingin dengan kau?” “Tak tahu..asal?” “Sebab Zaim buat cerita...dia kata kau kutuk dia kat budak band..kata dia perasan..suka kat kau bagai,” “Kau biar betik Wafia ?” jari telunjuk dihalakan ke muka Wafia. Membuak buak perasaan marah Hamizan “Sumpah !” Wafia mengangkat lima jari. Sebaik sahaja Hamizan mengetahui kebenaran dia terus melulu ke kelas 3 Bestari. “Sampai hati kau ! Aku ingat kawan baik aku..patut la Syadiyah cakap aku ada musuh dalam selimut ! Kau fitnah aku bodoh !” Hamizan tanpa berfikir panjang terus menumbuk muka Zaim Ukhrowi. Telah berlaku pergaduhan Zaim dan Mizan telah bertumbuk. “Berhenti ! Nak tunjuk samseng lepas cuti sekolah ni ? Zaim dengan Mizan , ikut cikgu. Yang lain bersurai,” sebaik saja cikgu disiplin memberi arahan bersurai. Semua pelajar lintang pukang masuk ke kelas masing masing. Almaklum la budak sekolah memang suka tengok movie aksi percuma. Labels: NOVEL
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Diyah, I falling in love (8)
written on Tuesday, May 29, 2012 @ 5:39:00 PM ✈
Owh...soo..betul la apa yang Zaim rasa selama ni...hurmm
Zaim ? Dia rasa apa ?
Dia kata awak asyik tengok dia..stalk dia dari jauh..yang si Wafia cakap awak stalk saya...hurm..saya yang perasan..sorry :[
awak...saya stalk awak selama ni..saya suka awak saya cinta awak..awak la cinta pandang pertama saya...I LOVE YOU MUHAMMAD HAMIZAN..
Pesanan ringkas itu dipadam. Syadiyah biarkan pesanan ringkas itu tidak dibalas walaupun Hamizan missed call berkali kali. Syadiyah melayan perasaan sehingga terlena. Cuti sekolah telah tamat. Wafia yang baru mendapat cerita panas terus berlari ke kelas Hamizan. “Mizan !” Mizan keluar kelas untuk bertemu Wafia. “Asal kau ni? Berlari first day sekolah..rindu aku erk?” Mizan bergurau. “Bukan..Kau tahu kenapa Syadiyah dingin dengan kau?” “Tak tahu..asal?” “Sebab Zaim buat cerita...dia kata kau kutuk dia kat budak band..kata dia perasan..suka kat kau bagai,” “Kau biar betik Wafia ?” jari telunjuk dihalakan ke muka Wafia. Membuak buak perasaan marah Hamizan “Sumpah !” Wafia mengangkat lima jari. Sebaik sahaja Hamizan mengetahui kebenaran dia terus melulu ke kelas 3 Bestari. “Sampai hati kau ! Aku ingat kawan baik aku..patut la Syadiyah cakap aku ada musuh dalam selimut ! Kau fitnah aku bodoh !” Hamizan tanpa berfikir panjang terus menumbuk muka Zaim Ukhrowi. Telah berlaku pergaduhan Zaim dan Mizan telah bertumbuk. “Berhenti ! Nak tunjuk samseng lepas cuti sekolah ni ? Zaim dengan Mizan , ikut cikgu. Yang lain bersurai,” sebaik saja cikgu disiplin memberi arahan bersurai. Semua pelajar lintang pukang masuk ke kelas masing masing. Almaklum la budak sekolah memang suka tengok movie aksi percuma. Labels: NOVEL
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“To put away aimlessness and weakness, and to begin to think with purpose, is to enter the ranks of those strong ones who only recognize failure as one of the pathways to attainment; who make all conditions serve them, and who think strongly, attempt fearlessly, and accomplish masterfully.”
- James Allen Quotes
Sometimes I wonder how people see me and what they think of me. It scares me a bit, honestly. I am sure though, that what they think of me,
what they think my life is, is a complete misperception. I have always tried to show myself as a carefree person, as someone who wont get bothered
because of public judgements. I am sure my friend and family think there is nothing going wrong in my life, that I do not worry enough, that
I am always happy. And I am sure they probably somewhat hate me for it because, lets admit it, there is nothing worse than seeing someone
who is life seems so perfect while yours is a complete mess. Truth is, I have become an expert at pretending. I think we are all experts
or at least we are getting there.
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