huhu...really miss my family so much... in front of my family,i really dont know how to express myself.maybe because lacking of interaction between each other.my parent is so busy with their business,dont have time to communicate with us.Hmmm,especially fasting month...our shop is so so busy.but that is good thing...still ok la...i think when i graduate,they can retired early...seeing them working so hard just to raise me and my siblings...huhu,poor them...mum and dad,i really love both of you...i was just same like others,i dont really know how to express my feeling to you...
........As Aiman got the SPC ( Skim Pelajar Cemerlang ) offer to UTP, after five years later, he got the honoured bachelor degree from UTP. Again, Pak Aman asked Aiman what he want. Then Aiman said, "I want a ping pong ball." Pak Aman want to asked Aiman why he always asked for a ping pong ball even he did not playing that game. Unfortunately, Pak Amans intention broken up as Aiman so busy celebrating his success with their friend. Pak Aman was left with one thousand and one hope that he will know the answer next time.
Haha...ten years later, Aiman raised as a very successful engineer living at Kuala Lumpur and worked with the biggest company ever, PETRONAS.
One day, Pak Aman got a call from his daugter in law told that Aiman had an accident. Pak Aman rushed to the KL to visit Aiman. When Pak Aman arrived, Aiman was in critical condition. He had a really really bad injured in the accident. Aiman was going to be death!! Pak Aman still want to ask him a question that he kept for a long long time ago. With tears falling down the cheek, Pak Aman asked, "Son, before you go, I really really want to know why you asked me a ping pong ball as your present even you did not playing it??
As Aiman open his mouth, he released his last breath........................................
Until now, Pak Aman and even I (d writer) do not know the answer and this is it!! The mystery of a ping pong ball...........
today i want to share with you what we need to remember...it's very important...do you know why???because we will not forget who we..we will not give up easily and so on...
REMEMBER!!!!!!!!!!!!! ~remember that your presence is a present to the world.. ~remember that you r a unique n unrepeatable creation... ~remember that your life can b what you want to b... ~remember to take the days just one at a once... ~remember to count ur blessings,not ur troubles... ~remember that u'll make it through whatever comes along... ~remember that most f the answers u need r within u... ~remember those dreams waiting to be realised... ~remember to always reach for the best within u... ~remember that nothing wastes more energy than worry... ~remember that not getting what u want is sometimes a wonderful struck f luck... ~remember that the longer u carry a grudge,the heavier it gets... ~remember not to take things seriously... ~remember to laugh... ~remember that a little love goes a long way... ~remember that a lot goes 4ever... ~remember that happiness is more often found in giving than in getting... ~remembar that like's treasure are people not things... ~remember that decisions r too important to leave to chance...
LAST BUT NOT LEAST... ~remember always what do u think....
surely,it's not easily to forget what we had go through in our life...and all of that b in our minds....
I'm someone who is quite an active girl. I love sports very much especially netball.I started joining this sport since I was in primary school which is in standard 5 if I'm not mistaken. My siblings also involved themselves in this sport but, I think I'm the active among my siblings.hehe.My mum also is one of the netball player during her school time.So, maybe I have the descendant from my family which is my beloved mum. But I know the talent that I had now is one of the award that Allah gave to me..ALHAMDULILLAH...I appreciate with what I got right now..In this sport, I have involved in many tournament and I have been until state level..I enjoy playing netball and until now I cannot stop playing netball although I'm already known as university student in UMP.University life is not the same as school life. Although I'm very busy with my assingmant, but I still provide some time to play natball.Thus, from here we know that my life cannot be seperate with netball..hahaha...
NOR AZIATUL AKMA BINTI AWANG EC09125 I impressed by dayana's comment.i am also is an athlete.what are distinctive Dayana and I is sport that I was playing is volleyball.i start to join this sports in year 1997.at that time ,i just entered standart 3.after entering secondary school i still active in this sports.at year 2004 I succeeded to represent Kelantan's state until to national level organised by mssm located in Johore bharu.however when I further my studies to diploma level ,i was started to leave my favourite sport.by playing this sport, I also get many friends from all states in malaysia.i am very happy when i was involved in this sport.why?because sport make me happy n any stress could be "clear".heeee... what about you? for me sport also give us more healtier compare to stay in your room and plying computer game.what you get from that? wasting time and current.you also become a dim person by playing computer game.so...let to play the sport that give you more benefits..hee see you in the next blog ok..daaaaaa
Emily,9 years old was given an assignment in school to write a story on "My family's ancestors" The purpose was for the kids to understand their heritage. In search of some answers for her assignment Emily proceeded to interview her grandmother who was not aware of the reason for Emily’s questions. When she asked her grandmother, "Grandma, where did I come from," her grandma being quite nervous about talking with a kid about such a touchy subject in the absence of her parents wanted to buy some time and replied, "Well, sweetie, the stork brought you." Hoping that the subject would be dropped until Emily's parents came back she said no more. "So, where did Mom come from?" "The stork brought her also." "Well, then where did you come from?" "The stork brought me too, sweetie." "All right, thanks, Grandma." Emily's grandmother did not think anything more about this incident until three days later when she was tidying up and looking at Emily’s desk, read the first sentence of her paper, "For three generations there have been no natural births in our family."
Hmmm... I am so happy coz now I am at my home. Huhu... I am celebrating the fasting and independent month at my home. I am so happy. I cannot imagine if I am now at UMP... maybe I will be sad. Hehehe... all my siblings are here except my sister that study at Jitra, Kedah. She cannot back home now coz the trip to Terengganu from Jitra is so far... but we can still contact each other. I love you sister... hmm... what do you think I want to write in this page??? Hmm... I want to share with you my experience while playing the 'flash card' on Hari Keputeraan Sultan Terengganu that always held on 21st July every year. My school was picked to play the 'flash card' for 3 years... everyday; we had to spend about 2 hours to practice the step. Our props are 'pompom', umbrella, fan, ribbon, terendak, and flash card. There are many props and steps that we had to learn. Not only that, we have to know the step how to be same with other people. This is because, when we are at the stadium, there is no us only and the sultan but the people from other places will come to celebrate the Hari Keputeraan too. So, we have to decrease the wrong step or else the people and the Kerabat will see it. We were practicing the step everyday except for the weekend. In 3 years we had to do the different steps but with the same props and sometimes our teacher will add some new items or props. May be some of you do not know what is flash card, right? Actually, flash card is the plywood that has arts on it. But the arts must be in a large size because the number of student that holding the card is about 100 students. So, you can imagine how big it was right? Other props like fan, umbrella, terendak or ribbon were used when the sultan was checking the line of the army, police, rescue and etc... That moment we had to be more alerted with the visel of our teacher and we had to be so quick to take another props and also we had to remember what was the next props will be used. So, as friends that are in the same row, we had to remind each other to take the same props. Then, we had to be good in timing. what the most memorable moment was when we were starting our performers, all the audience will clapped their hand and say 'yay'... huhuhu... so dramatic but awesome... hehehe...then, the performing finished until the sultan reach back to the grand stand and the 'Panji2 DiRaja' will come in back to their line and went out. Then, the sultan will back to the castle and we were all finished. I was so proud coz I already perform to the sultan. And you guys know what; our sultan, Sultan Mizan and his wife are very friendly person. This is because when we finished perform the 'flash card', we had to wait for the bus to come and took me to the school. But unfortunately, our sultan' car passing by and our sultan and sultana smile and "lambai" to us... we were so happy. Hehehe... ~we are proud to have Sultan and Sultana like you~ ~And can't wait to have back our Sultan of Terengganu, Sultan Mizan and Sultana Nurzahirah to the own country (Terengganu) ~
You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong. You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know. You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.
You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way. And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life. You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.
You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something. You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense. You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.
You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing. You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long. You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.
You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection. You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive. You have the classic "Type A" personality.
You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life. You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home. You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.
You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous. You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things. Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.
You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row. You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace. People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.
You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated. You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want. You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!
You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you. You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries. You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.
Dear NORIZZAN, Your name says that you are mostly:
Passionate but flighty
Your name also says you are:
Thoughtful but slow Ambitious but stubborn Unconventional but unstable
For Izzan Razak who birth on month May below are What Your Birth Month Says About You :
* Stubborn and hard-hearted * Strong-willed and highly motivated * Sharp thoughts * Easily angered * Attracts others and loves attention * Deep feelings * Beautiful physically and mentally * Firm standpoint * Easily influenced * Needs no motivation * Easily consoled * Systematic (left brain) * Loves to dream * Strong clairvoyance * Understanding * Sickness usually in the ear and neck * Good imagination * Good debating skills * Good physical * Weak breathing * Loves literature and the arts * Loves travelling * Dislike being at home * Restless * Hardworking * High spirited * Spendthrift
A young woman lay suffering on her deathbed, her stillborn baby lying against her chest. Her young husband crouched close, stricken with grief. His beautiful wife crooned a lullaby to her dead baby, her voice growing fainter as death drew near. Finally, she looked at her husband and asked him to bury her back East, beside her dead mother. Choked with grief, the young husband agreed.
But after his wife lay still in death, her husband could not bear to be parted from her and their dead child. He had them buried together beneath a lonely pine tree on a gently sloping knoll near their home, where he could visit the grave. As spring drew near, fragrant wildflowers bloomed across the knoll and the small grave.
One night, the husband threw himself across the flower-strewn grave, head buried in his arms as he tried to control his grief. As he lay there, the stillness of the night seemed to deepen. A light breeze tousled his hair and swayed the branches of the pine tree. At that moment, he heard a soft voice crooning a lullaby. He started upright, searching about for his wife. He heard a gurgle from an infant, a happy sound of contentment. Then the breeze died away, and the branches of the pine tree stilled. Then a shining light seemed to descend from the dark sky and hover over the young husband and the small grave under the tree. The husband heard the singing again, and the happy laugh of a small child. And then there was darkness. The husband went home that night with peace in his heart for the first time since the death of his wife.
People say that on dark, summery nights you can still hear the young mother singing a lullaby, and hear the happy chuckles of her tiny child.
FOR TODAY, I WOULD LIKE TO SHARE WITH YOU A TOUCHING LOVE STORY...
THE SILENT LOVE.... ENJOY THE READING....
From the very beginning, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.
Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"
As the guy is not good with his words, this often causes the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vents her anger on him. As for him, he only endures it in silence.
After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"
The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leaves, they got engaged.
The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.
One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......
The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.
During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.
With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phone calls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....
The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.
With a new environment, the girl learnt sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.
A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opened the letter, she saw her name in it instead.
When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.
for this time, i wanna talk about puppy love. have u ever been in one? sure you have =) my first one was during my primary school time. i was in standard 2 at that time. its not LOVE actually but we like to flirt with each other. his name is Izzat. i can still remember his cute face haha! in class, he sat in front of me. we will always kick each other's leg hahaha i love that part! i wonder where he is now. is he still cute like then? is he still short like before? or is he even married? i dont know because i left the school at the end of my standard 2 from Klang to Kajang. later, during my standard 5. i had a crush with someone named fuad, my classmate during that time. i just dont know why i was into him. maybe i liked to see his face hihi. my last crush was on afiq, guy in the other clas. it was during my form4 and 5. i think this is the craziest because my friends love to annoy both of us. if we met at school, our friends will make fun of us haha! these are my three official crushs. we never been a couple or whatever because i think i was not ready for that as i was still in school. we are juast friends. nothing more. moreover, i just dont into that stuff. i just love being around my friends and that is more fun i think. izzat, fuad and afiq. i cant find izzat, i havnt seen fuad for years even his house is just few meters away from me but i still contact and meet afiq.
i just love to recall my memory during that time. they were just so funny haha. but now, i already have someone and that is for real! the first love that i ever have. the first serious relationship that i ever built. the first guy ever for me. the first guy that ever held my hand. and he is my classmate during my form1, 2, 3 and 4! hahahaha i think that is crazy! i cant believe that!
SALAM..is it i,myself in a good mood today????nope!em...why???? em..perhaps today is the last day i stay at ump before aidilfitri eve.. yesterday i slept at 5am..morning r8??at 9.11am my friend give a message saying that now we having a titas class at xbk5..me???i woke up then took a bath and sorry im not rushing for this small matter..im still feel sleepy now..my roomates em they are already at their home now..in my room k.amy and i the only stays but we will back home tomorrow.. pity on k.amy because her home at sabah but for aidilfitri eve she stay at her cousin's house at malacca.. i still not prepare anything for this raya..i dont know what i need to buy..clothes???maybe i will used the last year..to be frank im waiting for my loan..PTPTN..so where is my money??im waiting for a long time to submit my form and now im waiting for money to be bank-in in my account..for the past articles i did many mistakes..grammar,vocab,speelin'..the last article i wrote is about my bestfriend..yesterday she told me the latest news from her..she will go to egypt after raya!sO i can go visit her during raya..during my break,ein want me to go out with her..go to cinema just the two of us..sO i decided i want to go with her and give her my ring..hu3!im soooOOO excited...currently she just recover from dengue fever and the reason why she go egypt after raya because she needs to wait a report from doc to see whether her liver in a good condition..she is suspected getn hepatitis because of complication of dengue..poor on her again..but as usual she never show it..meow,her cat take care of her..her mother still busy with the business stuff..again..pity on her..i feel like i want ti stay at her house before she go but i cant..i have my own house and my mom stays there so there's no reason i need to stay at ein's house..i dont know what i need to write more em so papai!hu3..i know this article quit bored but please enjoy it..he3...
Last hari Raya, my auntie and her family decided to celebrate their Hari Raya in Miri Sarawak, that is about 10 hours journey from Kuching.... So, my auntie ask my cousin Afiq to look after her house for 4 days.. On the first day, my cousin went to my auntie's house with his father at about 7 o'clock at night.... After an hour at her house, suddenly he heard someone talking upstairs and someone is cooking at the kitchen...he grab a stick,afraid there might be a thief... Ones he reach the stairs, all the noise that he heard before disappear, he ask his father do he heard something? and his father said he doesn't hear anything...So,my cousin think maybeit just his imagination and both of them went to sleep... The next morning, when they wake up,afiq's father said to his son, last night at 3 a.m, he heard someone carpentering at the kitchen and a voice of children laughing from the stairs... After Subuh, both of them go back home... At 9 o'clock, I call my auntie's house as I taught afiq and his father are still at the house... So, when I call for the first time, there was no answer, after 10 minutes, I call again and someone said to me "Hello, this is Cik Ai's house", and then she hang up the phone... I call again and again but there is no answer... Suddenly Afiq come to my house and I was so surprised as there was no one at my auntie's house from the early morning... I was wondering, who answer my call??
I feel very happy today but I don't why...it's just like all the happiness flying around of me.
Today i would like to tell a bed time story that I always tell to my niece and nephew right before they are going to sleep.
Once upon a time, there's been a small galaxy in the universe. In the small galaxy have a small planet called Tiny Planet. In the small planet have a small country and in the small country have a small state. In the small state have a small town that also have a small village in it.In the small village have a small castle. In the castle live a small king that always proud with his small crown. In the small crown have a small diamond too. In the small diamond have a small hole. in the smole hole have a small key to open a small treasure box. In the small treasure box have a small treasure too. The small treasure in the small treasure box is SMALL.
Hehehe..I will tell this story until my niece and nephew fall asleep...simple. For the next day i will change the word SMALL to another word such as BIG, BEAUTIFUL and others.
His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow and terrifying death. The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved. "I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life." "No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel. "Is that your son?" the nobleman asked. "Yes," the farmer replied proudly. "I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education. If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud of." And that he did. In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin. Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia. What saved him? Penicillin. The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill. His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.
Turn away If you could get me a drink Of water cause my lips are chapped and faded Cause the hardest part of this, Is leaving you.
Now turn away, Cause I’m awful just to see Cause all my hair’s abandoned all my body,
All my agony, Know that I will never marry, Baby, I’m just soggy from the chemo, By counting down the days to go. It just ain’t livin’ And I just hope you know,
That if you say, Good-bye today, I’d ask you to be true, Cause the hardest part of this, Is leaving you…
have u heard this song?? this song really touching me. everytime i hear this song,i will remember about my sister who had passed away. hurm,you wanna know how's she go??? it's all about the cancer..lukemia... my sister and i were a best friend. i trully love her. she always help me and backup me if i doing wrong. she have a beautiful eye, fair skin and very polite to older. and now,she's gone... why everything i love,everyone i heart will leave me?? i dont have anyone else now.. only my bro..and my lil sis... but they never know me!! i want my sister back.. i wanna share my poblem with her.. i wanna share our secret likes other siblings. im too jealous with my friends who has sister. they should proud about it.. sis,if u hear me from the other world, i just want u to know that i really love u. nobody can replace your place. only you. and i will always pray for u..
i wanted to share a story since our childhood. That is Cinderella.
Once upon a time, there was a gentleman who married the meanest lady in the land. She had two daughters from a previous marriage. They were considered by everybody to be just like their mother. The man had only one young daughter from his previous marriage. She was a kind and gentle soul and, therefore, was much prettier than her two stepsisters.
After the wedding, the stepmother began to unleash her fury on her new young daughter, who made her own daughters seem rotten by comparison. The stepmother gave the young girl all the worst jobs in the house; she was forced to clean the feces off her dinner plate, scrub the urine out of her drinking glass, and try her damnedest to get the stains out of her parents’ bed sheets. The poor girl was commanded to sleep on the floor in the dingy basement, while her sisters slept in nice warm beds in clean rooms. She had endured the abuse as long as she could until she finally retreated to her father for help. Her father told her he wanted to help, but he was powerless to do anything because he suffered from a debilitating disorder called pussywhippedness. She did not know what that was, but felt that it must be a horrible affliction for her father did not look well.
After her chores were finished, she would sit by the fireplace among the cinders. One day, her sisters were trying to think of a way to humiliate her. They soon started calling her Cinderwhore, which eventually turned into Cinderella.
The next week, the King’s son the Prince invited the most fashionable sphincters in the land to a party. It may sound funny now but in those days “sphincter” was a respectable term meaning “the crack part of the ass”. Cinderella’s sisters were invited. The invitation excited them so that they spent all the day fussing over which gowns and hairstyles suited them the finest. Poor Cinderella was ordered to help her sisters get ready for the party by ironing their gowns and dressing their hair, though she was only allowed to wear rags herself.
“Cinderella, wouldn’t you like to go to the party?” asked one of the sisters.
“Why, you’re messing with me,” said Cinderella. “I could never go to such an event.”
“You’re right,” they said. “People would laugh if they saw Cinderwhore there.”
Anybody else would have dressed their hair in such a way to make them look ridiculous, but Cinderella, due to her good nature and cowardice, made their hair look very nice for the party.
That night, the sisters went off to the dance, leaving Cinderella to cry and cry. Her godmother tried to comfort her, asking, “You wish to go to the party, don’t you?”
Okay,what will happen next. It will continue later. What will happen next. Wait for that..
I am a flower and have prickles I wonder if I'm strong I hear the wind I see the rain I want to let go of all my pain I am a flower and I have prickles
I pretend to be dangerous I feel the wet soil I touch the earths core I worry if I'll wither I cry, and release all of my agony and pain I am a flower and I have prickles
I try,and understand the hurt I say I'm nothing but dirt I dream to blossom and sprout I try not to believe in doubt I hope to change and get rid of all my pain I have planted my roots, for I will always remain I am a flower and I have prickles
Simulation helps to test a designed circuit. It is used to verify the design. Once a design by hand calculation has been completed, simulation software is used to simulate the circuit to see whether the hand calculation match the simulation results. If the calculations match or come close to the simulation results, it is highly probable that the design will work when tested in the laboratory. A simulation is not used to figure out how a circuit works. It only can detect circuit problems before testing in the laboratory.
Simulation process enhances the design and redesign of electronic circuit. This is because the real circuit fabrication is not required and parts/components are easily changed. The performance of a circuit can be determined before the actual construction of the circuit. The circuit can be altered and redesigned repeatedly until it yields satisfactory outputs to the circuit designer. Thus, simulation can reduces the cost and time spent in a project design.
TOPIC: The important of trust. Trust means to believe. I trust you, means I have no doubt in my mind about your honesty, integrity and credibility. No relationship can survive without trust. How to develop and keep the trust in a relationship forever, because as soon as the trust breaks, the relationship breaks. Trust is the foundation on which a relationship is built. If you don’t trust a person, howsoever you may love him, your relationship will not survive, because you have no trust in him. Be open about everything. Your words and body language should be synchronous at all the times. Inform about everything and if not fully possible assure your partner that things are going differently and you are under pressure. Be open. Seek trust and you will get it.
huhu...really miss my family so much...
ReplyDeletein front of my family,i really dont know how to express myself.maybe because lacking of interaction between each other.my parent is so busy with their business,dont have time to communicate with us.Hmmm,especially fasting month...our shop is so so busy.but that is good thing...still ok la...i think when i graduate,they can retired early...seeing them working so hard just to raise me and my siblings...huhu,poor them...mum and dad,i really love both of you...i was just same like others,i dont really know how to express my feeling to you...
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The Mystery of a Ping Pong Ball....
Part 2#
........As Aiman got the SPC ( Skim Pelajar Cemerlang ) offer to UTP, after five years later, he got the honoured bachelor degree from UTP. Again, Pak Aman asked Aiman what he want. Then Aiman said, "I want a ping pong ball." Pak Aman want to asked Aiman why he always asked for a ping pong ball even he did not playing that game. Unfortunately, Pak Amans intention broken up as Aiman so busy celebrating his success with their friend. Pak Aman was left with one thousand and one hope that he will know the answer next time.
Haha...ten years later, Aiman raised as a very successful engineer living at Kuala Lumpur and worked with the biggest company ever, PETRONAS.
One day, Pak Aman got a call from his daugter in law told that Aiman had an accident. Pak Aman rushed to the KL to visit Aiman. When Pak Aman arrived, Aiman was in critical condition. He had a really really bad injured in the accident. Aiman was going to be death!! Pak Aman still want to ask him a question that he kept for a long long time ago. With tears falling down the cheek, Pak Aman asked, "Son, before you go, I really really want to know why you asked me a ping pong ball as your present even you did not playing it??
As Aiman open his mouth, he released his last breath........................................
Until now, Pak Aman and even I (d writer) do not know the answer and this is it!! The mystery of a ping pong ball...........
Kahkahkah.......;)
RUMIZI BINTI MOHD NASIR
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salam muhibbah...
today i want to share with you what we need to remember...it's very important...do you know why???because we will not forget who we..we will not give up easily and so on...
REMEMBER!!!!!!!!!!!!!
~remember that your presence is a present to the world..
~remember that you r a unique n unrepeatable creation...
~remember that your life can b what you want to b...
~remember to take the days just one at a once...
~remember to count ur blessings,not ur troubles...
~remember that u'll make it through whatever comes along...
~remember that most f the answers u need r within u...
~remember those dreams waiting to be realised...
~remember to always reach for the best within u...
~remember that nothing wastes more energy than worry...
~remember that not getting what u want is sometimes a wonderful struck f luck...
~remember that the longer u carry a grudge,the heavier it gets...
~remember not to take things seriously...
~remember to laugh...
~remember that a little love goes a long way...
~remember that a lot goes 4ever...
~remember that happiness is more often found in giving than in getting...
~remembar that like's treasure are people not things...
~remember that decisions r too important to leave to chance...
LAST BUT NOT LEAST...
~remember always what do u think....
surely,it's not easily to forget what we had go through in our life...and all of that b in our minds....
okey la...
tatatititutu
wassalam...
selamat berbuka puasa...
tajaan marygold..
hehehehe
Wan Nur Dayana Bt Wan Anuuar Shahiddin
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SALAM
It's me again!!!
I'm someone who is quite an active girl. I love sports very much especially netball.I started joining this sport since I was in primary school which is in standard 5 if I'm not mistaken. My siblings also involved themselves in this sport but, I think I'm the active among my siblings.hehe.My mum also is one of the netball player during her school time.So, maybe I have the descendant from my family which is my beloved mum. But I know the talent that I had now is one of the award that Allah gave to me..ALHAMDULILLAH...I appreciate with what I got right now..In this sport, I have involved in many tournament and I have been until state level..I enjoy playing netball and until now I cannot stop playing netball although I'm already known as university student in UMP.University life is not the same as school life. Although I'm very busy with my assingmant, but I still provide some time to play natball.Thus, from here we know that my life cannot be seperate with netball..hahaha...
Salam
See you ya on the next post =)
NOR AZIATUL AKMA BINTI AWANG
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I impressed by dayana's comment.i am also is an athlete.what are distinctive Dayana and I is sport that I was playing is volleyball.i start to join this sports in year 1997.at that time ,i just entered standart 3.after entering
secondary school i still active in this sports.at year 2004 I succeeded to represent Kelantan's state until to national level organised by mssm located in Johore bharu.however when I further my studies to diploma level ,i was started to leave my favourite sport.by playing this sport, I also get many friends from all states in malaysia.i am very happy when i was involved in this sport.why?because sport make me happy n any stress could be "clear".heeee...
what about you?
for me sport also give us more healtier compare to stay in your room and plying computer game.what you get from that?
wasting time and current.you also become a dim person by playing computer game.so...let to play the sport that give you more benefits..hee
see you in the next blog ok..daaaaaa
WAN SHAFIRA AZWINA BT WAN ROSLI
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"KIDS ARE SMARTER THAN YOU THINK"
Emily,9 years old was given an assignment in school to write a story on "My family's ancestors" The purpose was for the kids to understand their heritage.
In search of some answers for her assignment Emily proceeded to interview her grandmother who was not aware of the reason for Emily’s questions.
When she asked her grandmother, "Grandma, where did I come from," her grandma being quite nervous about talking with a kid about such a touchy subject in the absence of her parents wanted to buy some time and replied, "Well, sweetie, the stork brought you." Hoping that the subject would be dropped until Emily's parents came back she said no more.
"So, where did Mom come from?"
"The stork brought her also."
"Well, then where did you come from?"
"The stork brought me too, sweetie."
"All right, thanks, Grandma."
Emily's grandmother did not think anything more about this incident until three days later when she was tidying up and looking at Emily’s desk, read the first sentence of her paper, "For three generations there have been no natural births in our family."
hehe..see..do you believe now???
NUR AIN ADAWIYAH BT ZULKIFLI
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Hmmm... I am so happy coz now I am at my home. Huhu... I am celebrating the fasting and independent month at my home. I am so happy. I cannot imagine if I am now at UMP... maybe I will be sad. Hehehe... all my siblings are here except my sister that study at Jitra, Kedah. She cannot back home now coz the trip to Terengganu from Jitra is so far... but we can still contact each other. I love you sister...
hmm... what do you think I want to write in this page??? Hmm... I want to share with you my experience while playing the 'flash card' on Hari Keputeraan Sultan Terengganu that always held on 21st July every year. My school was picked to play the 'flash card' for 3 years... everyday; we had to spend about 2 hours to practice the step. Our props are 'pompom', umbrella, fan, ribbon, terendak, and flash card. There are many props and steps that we had to learn.
Not only that, we have to know the step how to be same with other people. This is because, when we are at the stadium, there is no us only and the sultan but the people from other places will come to celebrate the Hari Keputeraan too. So, we have to decrease the wrong step or else the people and the Kerabat will see it. We were practicing the step everyday except for the weekend. In 3 years we had to do the different steps but with the same props and sometimes our teacher will add some new items or props. May be some of you do not know what is flash card, right? Actually, flash card is the plywood that has arts on it. But the arts must be in a large size because the number of student that holding the card is about 100 students. So, you can imagine how big it was right? Other props like fan, umbrella, terendak or ribbon were used when the sultan was checking the line of the army, police, rescue and etc... That moment we had to be more alerted with the visel of our teacher and we had to be so quick to take another props and also we had to remember what was the next props will be used. So, as friends that are in the same row, we had to remind each other to take the same props.
Then, we had to be good in timing. what the most memorable moment was when we were starting our performers, all the audience will clapped their hand and say 'yay'... huhuhu... so dramatic but awesome... hehehe...then, the performing finished until the sultan reach back to the grand stand and the 'Panji2 DiRaja' will come in back to their line and went out. Then, the sultan will back to the castle and we were all finished.
I was so proud coz I already perform to the sultan. And you guys know what; our sultan, Sultan Mizan and his wife are very friendly person. This is because when we finished perform the 'flash card', we had to wait for the bus to come and took me to the school. But unfortunately, our sultan' car passing by and our sultan and sultana smile and "lambai" to us... we were so happy. Hehehe...
~we are proud to have Sultan and Sultana like you~
~And can't wait to have back our Sultan of Terengganu, Sultan Mizan and Sultana Nurzahirah to the own country (Terengganu) ~
SURIATI BINTI ABDUL MAJID
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WHAT'S MY NAME HIDDEN MEANING..
You are the total package - suave, sexy, smart, and strong.
You have the whole world under your spell, and you can influence almost everyone you know.
You don't always resist your urges to crush the weak. Just remember, they don't have as much going for them as you do.
You are a very lucky person. Things just always seem to go your way.
And because you're so lucky, you don't really have a lot of worries. You just hope for the best in life.
You're sometimes a little guilty of being greedy. Spread your luck around a little to people who need it.
You are wild, crazy, and a huge rebel. You're always up to something.
You have a ton of energy, and most people can't handle you. You're very intense.
You definitely are a handful, and you're likely to get in trouble. But your kind of trouble is a lot of fun.
You tend to be pretty tightly wound. It's easy to get you excited... which can be a good or bad thing.
You have a lot of enthusiasm, but it fades rather quickly. You don't stick with any one thing for very long.
You have the drive to accomplish a lot in a short amount of time. Your biggest problem is making sure you finish the projects you start.
You are usually the best at everything ... you strive for perfection.
You are confident, authoritative, and aggressive.
You have the classic "Type A" personality.
You are a seeker. You often find yourself restless - and you have a lot of questions about life.
You tend to travel often, to fairly random locations. You're most comfortable when you're far away from home.
You are quite passionate and easily tempted. Your impulses sometimes get you into trouble.
You are full of energy. You are spirited and boisterous.
You are bold and daring. You are willing to do some pretty outrageous things.
Your high energy sometimes gets you in trouble. You can have a pretty bad temper at times.
You are balanced, orderly, and organized. You like your ducks in a row.
You are powerful and competent, especially in the workplace.
People can see you as stubborn and headstrong. You definitely have a dominant personality.
You are confident, self assured, and capable. You are not easily intimidated.
You master any and all skills easily. You don't have to work hard for what you want.
You make your life out to be exactly how you want it. And you'll knock down anyone who gets in your way!
You are fair, honest, and logical. You are a natural leader, and people respect you.
You never give up, and you will succeed... even if it takes you a hundred tries.
You are rational enough to see every part of a problem. You are great at giving other people advice.
norizzan abd razak
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What Does Your Name Say About You?
Dear NORIZZAN, Your name says that you are mostly:
Passionate but flighty
Your name also says you are:
Thoughtful but slow
Ambitious but stubborn
Unconventional but unstable
For Izzan Razak who birth on month May below are What Your Birth Month Says About You :
* Stubborn and hard-hearted
* Strong-willed and highly motivated
* Sharp thoughts
* Easily angered
* Attracts others and loves attention
* Deep feelings
* Beautiful physically and mentally
* Firm standpoint
* Easily influenced
* Needs no motivation
* Easily consoled
* Systematic (left brain)
* Loves to dream
* Strong clairvoyance
* Understanding
* Sickness usually in the ear and neck
* Good imagination
* Good debating skills
* Good physical
* Weak breathing
* Loves literature and the arts
* Loves travelling
* Dislike being at home
* Restless
* Hardworking
* High spirited
* Spendthrift
:)
Farah Syazan Bt Roslan
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The Grave
A young woman lay suffering on her deathbed, her stillborn baby lying against her chest. Her young husband crouched close, stricken with grief. His beautiful wife crooned a lullaby to her dead baby, her voice growing fainter as death drew near. Finally, she looked at her husband and asked him to bury her back East, beside her dead mother. Choked with grief, the young husband agreed.
But after his wife lay still in death, her husband could not bear to be parted from her and their dead child. He had them buried together beneath a lonely pine tree on a gently sloping knoll near their home, where he could visit the grave. As spring drew near, fragrant wildflowers bloomed across the knoll and the small grave.
One night, the husband threw himself across the flower-strewn grave, head buried in his arms as he tried to control his grief. As he lay there, the stillness of the night seemed to deepen. A light breeze tousled his hair and swayed the branches of the pine tree. At that moment, he heard a soft voice crooning a lullaby. He started upright, searching about for his wife. He heard a gurgle from an infant, a happy sound of contentment. Then the breeze died away, and the branches of the pine tree stilled. Then a shining light seemed to descend from the dark sky and hover over the young husband and the small grave under the tree. The husband heard the singing again, and the happy laugh of a small child. And then there was darkness. The husband went home that night with peace in his heart for the first time since the death of his wife.
People say that on dark, summery nights you can still hear the young mother singing a lullaby, and hear the happy chuckles of her tiny child.
just another story for you sll..
hihiihi...
<33
HONG MEE SONG
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FOR TODAY, I WOULD LIKE TO SHARE WITH YOU A TOUCHING LOVE STORY...
THE SILENT LOVE....
ENJOY THE READING....
From the very beginning, the girl's family objected strongly on her dating this guy. Saying that it has got to do with family background & that the girl will have to suffer for the rest of her life if she were to be with him.
Due to family's pressure, the couple quarrel very often. Though the girl love the guy deeply, but she always ask him: "How deep is your love for me?"
As the guy is not good with his words, this often causes the girl to be very upset. With that & the family's pressure, the girl often vents her anger on him. As for him, he only endures it in silence.
After a couple of years, the guy finally graduated & decided to further his studies in overseas. Before leaving, he proposed to the girl: "I'm not very good with words. But all I know is that I love you. If you allow me, I will take care of you for the rest of my life. As for your family, I'll try my best to talk them round. Will you marry me?"
The girl agreed, & with the guy's determination, the family finally gave in & agreed to let them get married. So before he leaves, they got engaged.
The girl went out to the working society, whereas the guy was overseas, continuing his studies. They sent their love through emails & phone calls. Though it's hard, but both never thought of giving up.
One day, while the girl was on her way to work, she was knocked down by a car that lost control. When she woke up, she saw her parents beside her bed. She realized that she was badly injured. Seeing her mum crying, she wanted to comfort her. But she realized that all that could come out of her mouth was just a sigh. She has lost her voice......
The doctor says that the impact on her brain has caused her to lose her voice. Listening to her parents' comfort, but with nothing coming out from her, she broke down.
During the stay in hospital, besides silence cry,.....it's still just silence cry that companied her. Upon reaching home, everything seems to be the same. Except for the ringing tone of the phone. Which pierced into her heart every time it rang. She does not wish to let the guy know. & not wanting to be a burden to him, she wrote a letter to him saying that she does not wish to wait any longer.
With that, she sent the ring back to him. In return, the guy sent millions & millions of reply, and countless of phone calls,.. all the girl could do, besides crying, is still crying....
The parents decided to move away, hoping that she could eventually forget everything & be happy.
With a new environment, the girl learnt sign language & started a new life. Telling herself everyday that she must forget the guy. One day, her friend came & told her that he's back. She asked her friend not to let him know what happened to her. Since then, there wasn't anymore news of him.
A year has passed & her friend came with an envelope, containing an invitation card for the guy's wedding. The girl was shattered. When she opened the letter, she saw her name in it instead.
When she was about to ask her friend what's going on, she saw the guy standing in front of her. He used sign language telling her "I've spent a year's time to learn sign language. Just to let you know that I've not forgotten our promise. Let me have the chance to be your voice. I Love You. With that, he slipped the ring back into her finger. The girl finally smiled.
*TRUE LOVE WON'T DIVERT AT WHATEVER SITUATION
SARAH EMRAN
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hye people!
for this time, i wanna talk about puppy love. have u ever been in one? sure you have =) my first one was during my primary school time. i was in standard 2 at that time. its not LOVE actually but we like to flirt with each other. his name is Izzat. i can still remember his cute face haha! in class, he sat in front of me. we will always kick each other's leg hahaha i love that part! i wonder where he is now. is he still cute like then? is he still short like before? or is he even married? i dont know because i left the school at the end of my standard 2 from Klang to Kajang. later, during my standard 5. i had a crush with someone named fuad, my classmate during that time. i just dont know why i was into him. maybe i liked to see his face hihi. my last crush was on afiq, guy in the other clas. it was during my form4 and 5. i think this is the craziest because my friends love to annoy both of us. if we met at school, our friends will make fun of us haha! these are my three official crushs. we never been a couple or whatever because i think i was not ready for that as i was still in school. we are juast friends. nothing more. moreover, i just dont into that stuff. i just love being around my friends and that is more fun i think. izzat, fuad and afiq. i cant find izzat, i havnt seen fuad for years even his house is just few meters away from me but i still contact and meet afiq.
i just love to recall my memory during that time. they were just so funny haha. but now, i already have someone and that is for real! the first love that i ever have. the first serious relationship that i ever built. the first guy ever for me. the first guy that ever held my hand. and he is my classmate during my form1, 2, 3 and 4! hahahaha i think that is crazy! i cant believe that!
love, Sarah.
NUR ZAIDAH BINTI JAMALUDIN
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SALAM..is it i,myself in a good mood today????nope!em...why????
em..perhaps today is the last day i stay at ump before aidilfitri eve..
yesterday i slept at 5am..morning r8??at 9.11am my friend give a message saying that now we having a titas class at xbk5..me???i woke up then took a bath and sorry im not rushing for this small matter..im still feel sleepy now..my roomates em they are already at their home now..in my room k.amy and i the only stays but we will back home tomorrow..
pity on k.amy because her home at sabah but for aidilfitri eve she stay at her cousin's house at malacca..
i still not prepare anything for this raya..i dont know what i need to buy..clothes???maybe i will used the last year..to be frank im waiting for my loan..PTPTN..so where is my money??im waiting for a long time to submit my form and now im waiting for money to be bank-in in my account..for the past articles i did many mistakes..grammar,vocab,speelin'..the last article i wrote is about my bestfriend..yesterday she told me the latest news from her..she will go to egypt after raya!sO i can go visit her during raya..during my break,ein want me to go out with her..go to cinema just the two of us..sO i decided i want to go with her and give her my ring..hu3!im soooOOO excited...currently she just recover from dengue fever and the reason why she go egypt after raya because she needs to wait a report from doc to see whether her liver in a good condition..she is suspected getn hepatitis because of complication of dengue..poor on her again..but as usual she never show it..meow,her cat take care of her..her mother still busy with the business stuff..again..pity on her..i feel like i want ti stay at her house before she go but i cant..i have my own house and my mom stays there so there's no reason i need to stay at ein's house..i dont know what i need to write more em so papai!hu3..i know this article quit bored but please enjoy it..he3...
love you all and cemat aye aidiyftyiee!!!!....
MOHD KHALID HAFEEZ B MOHD NAZIR
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Last hari Raya, my auntie and her family decided to celebrate their Hari Raya in Miri Sarawak, that is about 10 hours journey from Kuching....
So, my auntie ask my cousin Afiq to look after her house for 4 days..
On the first day, my cousin went to my auntie's house with his father at about 7 o'clock at night....
After an hour at her house, suddenly he heard someone talking upstairs and someone is cooking at the kitchen...he grab a stick,afraid there might be a thief...
Ones he reach the stairs, all the noise that he heard before disappear, he ask his father do he heard something? and his father said he doesn't hear anything...So,my cousin think maybeit just his imagination and both of them went to sleep...
The next morning, when they wake up,afiq's father said to his son, last night at 3 a.m, he heard someone carpentering at the kitchen and a voice of children laughing from the stairs...
After Subuh, both of them go back home...
At 9 o'clock, I call my auntie's house as I taught afiq and his father are still at the house...
So, when I call for the first time, there was no answer, after 10 minutes, I call again and someone said to me "Hello, this is Cik Ai's house", and then she hang up the phone...
I call again and again but there is no answer...
Suddenly Afiq come to my house and I was so surprised as there was no one at my auntie's house from the early morning...
I was wondering, who answer my call??
NORSHUHANI BINTI ABD MANAN
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Salam and salam 1 Malaysia...
I feel very happy today but I don't why...it's just like all the happiness flying around of me.
Today i would like to tell a bed time story that I always tell to my niece and nephew right before they are going to sleep.
Once upon a time, there's been a small galaxy in the universe. In the small galaxy have a small planet called Tiny Planet. In the small planet have a small country and in the small country have a small state. In the small state have a small town that also have a small village in it.In the small village have a small castle. In the castle live a small king that always proud with his small crown. In the small crown have a small diamond too. In the small diamond have a small hole. in the smole hole have a small key to open a small treasure box. In the small treasure box have a small treasure too. The small treasure in the small treasure box is SMALL.
Hehehe..I will tell this story until my niece and nephew fall asleep...simple. For the next day i will change the word SMALL to another word such as BIG, BEAUTIFUL and others.
Hehe...that's all...
Daaaa~
" Life is all about giving "
KOGELARAM S/O RATHNAM
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His name was Fleming, and he was a poor Scottish farmer. One day, while trying to eke out a living for his family, he heard a cry for help coming from a nearby bog. He dropped his tools and ran to the bog. There, mired to his waist in black muck, was a terrified boy, screaming and struggling to free himself. Farmer Fleming saved the lad from what could have been a slow
and terrifying death.
The next day, a fancy carriage pulled up to the Scotsman's sparse surroundings. An elegantly dressed nobleman stepped out and introduced himself as the father of the boy Farmer Fleming had saved.
"I want to repay you," said the nobleman. "You saved my son's life."
"No, I can't accept payment for what I did," the Scottish farmer replied, waving off the offer. At that moment, the farmer's own son came to the door of the family hovel.
"Is that your son?" the nobleman asked. "Yes," the farmer replied proudly.
"I'll make you a deal. Let me take him and give him a good education.
If the lad is anything like his father, he'll grow to a man you can be proud of."
And that he did. In time, Farmer Fleming's son graduated from St. Mary's Hospital Medical School in London, and went on to become known throughout the world as the noted Sir Alexander Fleming, the discoverer of Penicillin.
Years afterward, the nobleman's son was stricken with pneumonia.
What saved him? Penicillin.
The name of the nobleman? Lord Randolph Churchill.
His son's name? Sir Winston Churchill.
Mr.Ram....
HAZRINA BINTI MOHD KAMAL
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Turn away
If you could get me a drink
Of water cause my lips are chapped and faded
Cause the hardest part of this,
Is leaving you.
Now turn away,
Cause I’m awful just to see
Cause all my hair’s abandoned all my body,
All my agony,
Know that I will never marry,
Baby, I’m just soggy from the chemo,
By counting down the days to go.
It just ain’t livin’
And I just hope you know,
That if you say,
Good-bye today,
I’d ask you to be true,
Cause the hardest part of this,
Is leaving you…
have u heard this song?? this song really touching me. everytime i hear this song,i will remember about my sister who had passed away.
hurm,you wanna know how's she go??? it's all about the cancer..lukemia... my sister and i were a best friend. i trully love her. she always help me and backup me if i doing wrong. she have a beautiful eye, fair skin and very polite to older. and now,she's gone...
why everything i love,everyone i heart will leave me?? i dont have anyone else now.. only my bro..and my lil sis... but they never know me!! i want my sister back.. i wanna share my poblem with her.. i wanna share our secret likes other siblings. im too jealous with my friends who has sister. they should proud about it..
sis,if u hear me from the other world, i just want u to know that i really love u. nobody can replace your place. only you. and i will always pray for u..
your lovely sis...
ciEk NiENa
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i wanted to share a story since our childhood. That is Cinderella.
Once upon a time, there was a gentleman who married the meanest lady in the land. She had two daughters from a previous marriage. They were considered by everybody to be just like their mother. The man had only one young daughter from his previous marriage. She was a kind and gentle soul and, therefore, was much prettier than her two stepsisters.
After the wedding, the stepmother began to unleash her fury on her new young daughter, who made her own daughters seem rotten by comparison. The stepmother gave the young girl all the worst jobs in the house; she was forced to clean the feces off her dinner plate, scrub the urine out of her drinking glass, and try her damnedest to get the stains out of her parents’ bed sheets. The poor girl was commanded to sleep on the floor in the dingy basement, while her sisters slept in nice warm beds in clean rooms. She had endured the abuse as long as she could until she finally retreated to her father for help. Her father told her he wanted to help, but he was powerless to do anything because he suffered from a debilitating disorder called pussywhippedness. She did not know what that was, but felt that it must be a horrible affliction for her father did not look well.
After her chores were finished, she would sit by the fireplace among the cinders. One day, her sisters were trying to think of a way to humiliate her. They soon started calling her Cinderwhore, which eventually turned into Cinderella.
The next week, the King’s son the Prince invited the most fashionable sphincters in the land to a party. It may sound funny now but in those days “sphincter” was a respectable term meaning “the crack part of the ass”. Cinderella’s sisters were invited. The invitation excited them so that they spent all the day fussing over which gowns and hairstyles suited them the finest. Poor Cinderella was ordered to help her sisters get ready for the party by ironing their gowns and dressing their hair, though she was only allowed to wear rags herself.
“Cinderella, wouldn’t you like to go to the party?” asked one of the sisters.
“Why, you’re messing with me,” said Cinderella. “I could never go to such an event.”
“You’re right,” they said. “People would laugh if they saw Cinderwhore there.”
Anybody else would have dressed their hair in such a way to make them look ridiculous, but Cinderella, due to her good nature and cowardice, made their hair look very nice for the party.
That night, the sisters went off to the dance, leaving Cinderella to cry and cry. Her godmother tried to comfort her, asking, “You wish to go to the party, don’t you?”
Okay,what will happen next. It will continue later. What will happen next. Wait for that..
I Am
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I am a flower and have prickles
I wonder if I'm strong
I hear the wind
I see the rain
I want to let go of all my pain
I am a flower and I have prickles
I pretend to be dangerous
I feel the wet soil
I touch the earths core
I worry if I'll wither
I cry, and release
all of my agony and pain
I am a flower and I have prickles
I try,and understand the hurt
I say I'm nothing but dirt
I dream to blossom and sprout
I try not to believe in doubt
I hope to change and get rid of all my pain
I have planted my roots, for I will always remain
I am a flower and I have prickles
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Simulation helps to test a designed circuit. It is used to verify the design.
Once a design by hand calculation has been completed, simulation software is used to simulate the circuit to see whether the hand calculation match the simulation results. If the calculations match or come close to the simulation results, it is highly probable that the design will work when tested in the laboratory. A simulation is not used to figure out how a circuit works. It only can detect circuit problems before testing in the laboratory.
Simulation process enhances the design and redesign of electronic circuit. This is because the real circuit fabrication is not required and parts/components are easily changed. The performance of a circuit can be determined before the actual construction of the circuit. The circuit can be altered and redesigned repeatedly until it yields satisfactory outputs to the circuit designer. Thus, simulation can reduces the cost and time spent in a project design.
TOPIC: The important of trust.
ReplyDeleteTrust means to believe. I trust you, means I have no doubt in my mind about your honesty, integrity and credibility. No relationship can survive without trust. How to develop and keep the trust in a relationship forever, because as soon as the trust breaks, the relationship breaks. Trust is the foundation on which a relationship is built. If you don’t trust a person, howsoever you may love him, your relationship will not survive, because you have no trust in him. Be open about everything. Your words and body language should be synchronous at all the times. Inform about everything and if not fully possible assure your partner that things are going differently and you are under pressure. Be open. Seek trust and you will get it.