Love is an honesty
About the language of the heart who was revealed
by the strands of the body
About a satiran who exposed knife
Love is sometimes blind,will forget the mind
Doing things that are sometimes absurd
But that's love
Love can turn bitter into sweet, turning dust gold,
cloudy became clear, sick are healed, the prison into
the lake,pain becomes pleasure, and anger into mercy
Love is not teaching us weak, but of power.
Love teaches us not humiliate ourselves,
but breathes bravery.
Love is not discouraging, but uplifting
Love also makes you become a poet
Inscribe her in the heart of the sky
By borrowing the color of the rainbow
To carve hearts content
But Love is a beautiful gift
Grace of the Creator to his people
And let the flavors were languishing in our heart
Kawan : Kenapa ko bawa bekal? Makan je lah kat kantin tue.
Saya : Takpelah. Lagipun dah bawa bekal pun.
Kawan : Uiks..Pelik lah ko nih. (bla...bla...bla...)
Saya : *Malas nak layan*
7 comments:
zaza hari2 bawa bekal pergi kerja, mklumlah kena jmt.. =)
dear zaza : jimat kan..tak salah pun..
hei saya pun bawaklah. alah persetan kata diorang. *ada aku kisah.
dear asyiqin : ^^; tuelah..malas nak layan..
baru follow sini. dari awieomar.blogspot. jemput la singgah sana. berminat nak join Next Top Blogger 2 tak?
tak slah pon kan bwk bekal...alaaa dorg uwhh coz nak bajet kaya...slalu lehh mkn luar....
biar je dorg uwh..lalala
uncle sampai sekarang kalau pergi kerja bawak bekal..paling koman pun uncle tapau roti dari umah ...kat sekolah mmg terbiasa bawak bekal ..sampai mmeber kata ..uncle ni anak mak....laa mmg anak mak pun takkan anak monyet lak betui kan? hihihi
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