Selamat Hari Raya Haji

(Celebrating hari raya puasa)

I have a chemistry and addmath tests this tuesday and yet Im still 'blogging' hihihi . Today is Hari Raya Haji  and some of my friends invited me to their houses to celebrate but Im sorry I prefer not to go cause I can't abide with the cow's blood and see people killing innocent animals . lol me so kind maa ? pfffttt haha .but seriously, I admit I really can't stand animals dying lively in front of me . When I was 7 , I saw the cow was killed, I mean sacrificed by the the people in front of me on raya haji and I can't sleep that night .This could really be a trauma to me -.- . I could see in its eye . Its so cruel(no offense) but what to do? 

This is the Islamic beliefs. Anyway 

SELAMAT HARI RAYA HAJI EVERYONE

Firhaein

Firhaein

heart and soul 

I heard about this Youtube guy from my friend ALIA DION haha and yes ! i found him so talented in doing lyrics . about the voice oh my goodness -.-  no comment . Anyway up here .. this is one of the song i love . this song is great and i love it so much  ;)

enjoy people .

Here is the lyrics ;)
I'll give you my world
You have my world
There is nothing I won't give
Take my heart, no take my soul
Have my life I'll gladly give

Might seem to good to be true
But to have you I'll surely do
If works wonder when you stay
So stick around another day

What to do
I'm way too head over heels for you
They say I'm screwed, it's true
I just love you and I swear
If I could have this for me
It would be all bout you
You'll be the last
Just let me have this chance
And when you see that I'm real
There's nothing else but love
From here out, be prepared
What I said, those were lies

(Chorus)
Girl don't get caught
By the words of a jerk
Heart and soul, you think he would give?
Not that he won't but really he can't

It's surreal and obscure
So girl if you love
Love what he does
Not what he speaks or what he's got
But it's alright if you fall anywhere
Just be careful when he says

Might seem to good to be true
To have you he'll surely do
You could just be another prey
So stick around just half a day

He make it all about you
Promises all around
You'll be the last
There's nothing else but love
And when you see that he's real
Don't let your guard down yet
From here out, take defense
What he said, could be lies

(Chorus)
Girl don't get caught
By the words of a jerk
Heart and soul, you think he would give?
Not that he won't but really he can't

No he can't
So don't be caught
By the talks of a jerk
Heart and soul to him these are words
Nothing more than just petty words
Don't want you
To feel what I had felt then
A heartbreak of being 
Played

I am touched

Imagine feeling like you have your whole life before you only find out you are about to face your second bout with leukemia . You are finally entering middle school, making plans for the future, eyeing the cute guys, talking about next week's game and the news come your cancer may have returned . This is a true story wrote by a girl who suffer from leukemia .

My first encounter with the disease came when i was in my first grade . I became tired all the time and never felt like playing with the other children. Sitting in the teacher's lap or resting were highlights of my recess. Then one my parents who took me to the doctor immediately. Blood results revealed the diagnosis - acute lymphocitic leukemia. I started chemotherapy treatments that lasted for the next-two-and-a-half years . Following that , I stayed in remission for almost three years. But then I relapsed at the start of my sixth-grade year.
This time was more difficult because I was older. I knew more of what to expect . I had peers who would make fun of me once they learned I had cancer. I am not sure they understood the seriousness of my disease, but their taunts added to my pain.
I started another series of chemotherapy treatments. My family and I were at a turning point with the disease. We had to decide if I would have a bone-marrow transplant or continue the treatment method I was presently receiving. I was fearful of having the transplant because I had known other patients who did not make it after their transplant . 
But it also helped some people get better.The deciding factor for me was when we found out my  three year old brother was a perfect match.
I still had concerns because i consider my little brother my miracle from the god and i didn't want him to suffer. One day, while my brother was watching one of his programs , i asked him if he would like to be a hero . He asked me " Do you mean like superman ?" and I told him told him "even more than a superman ". I explained to him that he would be saving his sissy's life, but it would require him to go through some pain and gives a lot of blood. At first, he told me "No, I don't want to do that" so I was not going to press the issue with him. He turned back and started watching the television , but then about five minutes later , he turned and looked at me and said , "Sissy , I don't want to hurt but if it will save your life , I will do it." Not only is he my miracle , he is my hero . 

Soar to reach your dreams

Fashion design is the art of the application of design and aesthetics or natural beauty to clothing and accessories. They design beautiful clothes and also ugly one . There are a lots of great designer i knew such as 

 Tara Jarmon, Jimmy Choo, Melinda Looi , Zang Toi, Susien Chong, Alex Perry and Simon Chang . They designed stylish clothes , shoes ,others and created their own brand . Ahhh . I admired and apparently felt envy . I wanted desperately to be a fashion designer . you know ? the strong desire which dug a hole inside your heart and mind since you're a kid but I'm scared that I do not have the ability and afford to do this well . Anyway , most of the people was stunted when they found out my so-awe-ambition is to be a fashion designer because most of people here wanted to be doctors , lawyers and teachers or even they don't know the existent of the job "fashion designer" ? some of the people also told me that fashion designer does not earn much money blablbalabla and some even advice me to change my ambition -.- 

"They said I can't do it but I'd told them to wait and see".HAHA sounds challenged ? LOL .

However , I will vary this world and work harder to reach my dream :)

CREATE YOUR OWN STYLE !

some t-shirt your mom or dad bought could be a problem and you hate it so much but you can make a change.

Down here is a very simple t-shirt which i bought a long time ago . Its simple and dull perhaps .

So what if this is the only shirt you left but you are going for the first date today and you wanna make it looks more girlish and stylish ? 

I suggested you to wear a knit cardigan to ensure that you look more soft, gentle and avoid from GEDIK looks . HAHA . and you can probably wear a headband too .You can make your own headband by using a long thin simple scarf and sew a flower or a cute ribbon on to the scarf roughly and ensure that you does not damage your scarf  .  

Tadaaaa ! A girlish look but also stylish perhaps .

BOO ! its Halloween today

Happy Halloween everyone! I have been busy with lots of exams and activities at school .Darn that , I have no time to manage any party for Halloween at the moment .My friends and I should be celebrating Halloween (probably is a Custom Party) today but we decided to postponed it to the next month because we have a fucking pissed off exam this week . Kai and me are planning a party - wear custom , make up , eat and drink beer (the fake one actually its F&N ) that night are compulsory . We wasn't sure which day but we wished everything is going to be great .  Can't waiitttt 

Imagination creates everything

The Story of Kai & Zayn Malik by Khairina Aisyah Yahya Azmi 

We met in kindergarten. We were best friends.

 She always told me she loved my eyes. I didn't quite know why.

 I was in love with her, so of course my face lit up immensely whenever she said it.

 She was beautiful, kind, and extremely funny.

 We'd be talking about nothing, and she'd turn to me and whisper, "I like your eyes."
One day, I was playing basketball, waiting for her to drive over to my house to have a game with me.

 Suddenly, I got a phone call. It was her mom. She was in a panic.

 I couldn't quite understand what she was saying. It sounded like,

 "Zayn, come quick! Kai, accident, Main Street! Blood. Come now!"

 I had no clue what happened, so I ran to Main Street with my basketball shorts and a tee shirt on.

 I saw Kai's mom helplessly crying, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.

 I saw a totaled car, blood everywhere. Then I saw her, Kai.

 My heart stopped as I frantically ran over to her.

 "Kai? Kai!" She was unconscious. I started crying.

 I know it isn't very manly, but I couldn't help it.

 Before I could say anymore, the medics took her away,

 the main source of blood coming from her head.

 I went to the hospital that night, I went every night.

 in fact, the only time I left was to go out to eat, but that's it.

 The doctors tried getting me to leave, but I refused.

 It was all my fault. If it wasn't for me, wanting to play basketball with her,

 she wouldn't be going through this. It was already four days, and she hasn't woken up.

 On the fifth day, I saw her eyes gently open.

 "Kai?" I called. She wasn't quite awake yet.

 Suddenly, doctors came rushing in, telling me I had to wait outside.

 I did, for a few hours. One of the doctors finally came out saying,

 "I understand that you're Kai's friend, Zayn?"

 "Yes," I whispered.

 He bit his lip. "She woke up, she's fine, but I'm afraid she has long term memory loss."

 "Are you serious?" I almost shouted.

 "I'm afraid so." I didn't meet his gaze. I couldn't.

 I wasn't going to say anything, so he spoke again.

 "You can go see her if you want,

 but she doesn't remember anything, not even her mom."

 I walked in, trembling in horror. I saw her. She looked helpless as she slept.

 I waited a few hours, until I saw her eyes opening gently again.
 I expected doctors to run in, rushing me out.

 Instead, she looked me straight in the eyes, and whispered,

 "I don't know you, but I like your eyes."

A very interesting story .If you know who the writer really is, I swear you'll laugh your ass off :P