towards the autobots

semalam
kebusanan
then, made up my mind...
hangout was the best thing to be done
izzati(thats me), caca ,adnan n amir...
made a conformation to go out
by using the main reason...watching "the revenge of the Fallen"
3pm..we out..
picked up the passengers..hhehe...
in the car...the ques risen
"nak tengok movi katne nie??"
as usual.i dunno anything bout cinema
ok...cineleisure dsara
fine...cepat2..tket abis nanti...
our turn came...TICKET FINISHED
that was no FINE...

mari pulang....
"awal giler...rugi2..."
mari karokeo...buleh22..
adnan feeeling abis...
amir malu2 kucing last2 xreti malu..
ak n caca berjaya menyumbangkan suara sumbang(more to me la)

6pm..still early...
nak jugak tgk moviee...
ok..selayang capitol...settle...
finally..6.45 dapt tengok...
suke..suke..suke...

ok..synopsis that u will get from me is easy..
THUMBS UP...
PERFECTO


With the All Spark gone, we cannot return life to our planet. And fate has yielded its reward: a new world to call home. We live among its people now, hiding in plain sight, but watching over them in secret, waiting, protecting. I have witnessed their capacity for courage, and though we are worlds apart, like us, there's more to them than meets the eye.
I am Optimus Prime, and I send this message to any surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars. We are here. We are waiting.

p/s : adnan, kite bukan dalam filem transformer, yang ko mahu bawak laju2 pehal..seram2

i wonder y

Jacko dead...
that ryte...

jacko muslim??
many people asked me bout that...
like i'm his PA..
iihihih
ok, offically we knew that he's muslim
that fine...
allah opened his heart to accpt islam...

but, to others
pls dont judge him to0o0 much
as i read in other website
people said
"islam just in name only"

hello...
have you ever wonder,
that people from the time they were born in islam
fulfill all the needed ask by allah???
????

dont judge to0o much....
wink~~

There's Wisdom In Women

by Rupert Brooke

"Oh love is fair, and love is rare;" my dear one she said,
"But love goes lightly over." I bowed her foolish head,
And kissed her hair and laughed at her. Such a child was she;
So new to love, so true to love, and she spoke so bitterly.

But there's wisdom in women, of more than they have known,
And thoughts go blowing through them, are wiser than their own,
Or how should my dear one, being ignorant and young,
Have cried on love so bitterly, with so true a tongue?

Like Elvis, Jackson was a King who died young

NEW YORK – Michael Jackson didn't want to be just a superstar. Like the Beatles, he wanted to be the biggest, the king. He wanted to topple the reigning man with the crown, Elvis.

In life and in death, there was Elvis.

"It's just so weird. He even married Elvis' daughter," said author-music critic Greil Marcus, who wrote at length about Presley in his acclaimed cultural history, "Mystery Train."

Elvis Presley overdosed — in his bathroom — on prescription drugs in 1977 at 42, his bloated, glazed middle age a cautionary tale to rock stars and other celebrities. Jackson died Thursday at 50, rushed from his Los Angeles home and pronounced dead at the UCLA Medical Center.

The death shocked more than surprised. While endless fame seemed to inflate Elvis like helium, Jackson's fame seemed to scrub the flesh and wear into his bones until you could almost see him shiver.

Like Elvis, Jackson was once beautiful, outrageous, a revolutionary without politics who shook down the walls between black and white. He had the hits, the style, the ego, the talent. He was the King of Pop and he needed only to fill in the life: He married Elvis' daughter. He bought the rights to some of Elvis' songs. Elvis owned Graceland, its name a symbol for a deliverance the singer prayed for until the end of his life. Jackson had Neverland, a fantasy for a child-man for whom money meant the chance to live in a world of his own.

He did, and did not, want to be like Elvis.

In "Moon Walk," a memoir published in 1988, Jackson insisted Elvis was not important to him growing up and that he was unhappy to learn a song he recorded with his brothers, "Heartbreak Hotel," shared the name of Presley's first national hit.

"I swear that was a phrase that came out of my head and I wasn't thinking of any other song when I wrote it," he wrote. "The record company printed it on the cover as `This Place Hotel,' because of the Elvis Presley connection. As important as he was to music, black as well as white, he just wasn't an influence on me. I guess he was too early for me. Maybe it was timing more than anything else.

"By the time our song had come out, people thought that if I kept living in seclusion the way I was, I might die the way he did. The parallels aren't there as far as I'm concerned and I was never much for scare tactics. Still, the way Elvis destroyed himself interests me, because I don't ever want to walk those grounds myself."

t.a.k.e.n

*home

previous day-3

previously
i went to see the match between
sg choh n sg buaya
okay..
sape kalah sila terjun sungai balik...
ihihi
of coz...
sg choh menang...
hihihi

saje ikot...
nak amek feel tgk bola...
sbub nant dlm Old Trafford lagi hingar..
ngee~~



me n my sis


seperti grasshoppers on the field


panas deyh~~


first half...
kire sume pemain ak kenal...
dah kate wang kite gale


hihhi....
bus lalu lek jew...
hihi...
*muke bangge

okay...
due to the movement from mu to rm
i think CR cannot shine as b4...
the past shown that way...
Becks, Robinho, Owen...
ermmm...
i wonder y??

previous day-2

ok...
during i was away
i learnd how to baked a cake...
wait2...
no..no
i learnd how to make a topping only...
when i arrved at syuhada house..
the cake already in the oven...
wat more to say I WAS LATE
huhu









ok..the top topping designated by me
look mess? beauty?
who caresz??
art man...


okay...
actually
this cake was for syuhada's bro..
he turned 23...
hihi
i tompang sekaki jew...

the cake was delicious
superb...

previous day-1

okay...
first n foremost
i'm sorry for not being inside...
i'm not sure what made me such busywomen
bout 2 weeks,
the blog been left alone..
huhu...
ok...during the tyme....
here some the activities...

syafikah's weeds
ok, she is my friend since primary skool....
the after pmr..
lil bit lost the connection...
seb bek umah dekat jew..
hihi....



the pelamin....
purple...
beautiful...


the king & queen of the day....
wrong snap~~

ok, when i was here...
my grandma also there....
so...
to0ooo0o muchess questiions
that were
"along bile lagi nak kawen??"
aiseyh...
nenek..i'm only 21...
actually...
memg la i cucu pompuan sulong nyer...
bukan itu ajer...
siap kate...
nenek nak tgk
along, aisyah n ayu kawen...
mak aiii...
mude2 lagi kami ney....
nekk..nekk....

pas ni...
kalo aderr lagi kawn ak yg nak kawen kat kampung 2...
sah la...
akan diajukan lagi soklan !2

;(

erm

I wanna write long
I do have the ideas
But my head cannot deliver any suitable words this momentos
Okay…
Hope I can some with some great words o phrase to share