When There's Lemon There's Lime

An Epic love story with Lemon and Lime isn't a myth! It is reality!

Good qualities that comes from fruits aren't always vitamins A,B,C,E......D is from the Sun :D,do you know that vitamins F and L comes from both Lemon and Lime.I know this is the first time you heard about these 2 new vitamins discovered by Professor Cudy and that is me!* Do high five me on the face*

Vitamin F =Friendship

Vitamin L= Love

It's not always vitamins and good benefits that can be shown by fruits,but they also show about life too^^.Ideal couple Lemon and Lime :3

Lemon and Lime can't be separated,they are the Ultimate Duo!

On the Candy Wrapper = Lemon & Lime Flavour!
Ice Cream flavour= Lemon & Lime Twist!
Gatorade = Lemon Lime Powder! *not available in M'sia*

Lemon and Lime really perfect together,their bond is much stronger than Romeo and Juliet~
When there's Lemon,there's Lime~
When there's love,I'll be there <3

I never saw any other ideal combination of flavours such as Lemon and Lime.They are meant to be together.We should learn to be like Lemon and Lime in friendship XD.

Uh-oh,what about Soda Lime? No Lemon
What about Nestea Ice Lemon tea? No Lime
For some reasons,life should be continue alone sometimes :)

If I'm a Lemon,who could be my Lime?

A. Mr M
B. Mr H
C. Mr Z
D. Four Cats (Limes)

Hello Mr Razor

1997,the year when I realised my existence in this beautiful world.The year that I started to remember things that happened around me and in 1997 is when all my mischievous activities started.I made a tower of pillows once,I made the tower is because I want to touch the Cookoo Clock that my father bought.It was so beautiful when the bird starts to go Cookoo,but now...it's the most annoying thing.

I used to live at Mutiara Apartments in Setiawangsa,now I live far away from the concrete jungle.I miss my old apartment...huhu :'(. Back in those days,my mom would take to go shopping on every weekends. Just me and mom. We went to J.J,Bukit Bintang,Isetan and SOGO before new malls are mushrooming.The mushroom spores spread so fast these day.

1 day,my dad went off to work without keeping his shaving accessories including his shaver. He forgot the "Keep out of reach of children".I used to see him shaving his beard,so I wanted to try....that's when I met Mr Razor.Holding the shaver and I made it slide on my chin,a little bit of here a little bit of there and done.It's not hair that I shaved....it's my skin.

Voila! I showed my chin to my mom.From a normal chin it changed into a water tap,but it wasn't running water.It ran blood! My mom was on the phone at that time,she was calling the Taxi service.I could still remember how she screamed "Ya Allah,anak aku!".She wiped my chin and put a plaster on it.

Although there's a plaster on my chin but my date with the malls never cancelled.So to all dads out there...remember to keep your sharp utensils out of reach of babies and children.

Sunday Night!
And I would like to thank you Ayuni for an awesome Post about me I'm so delightful, Ayuni's English is way better than mine :D.I support Malay English Bloggers!Be Sure to check out her blog! :D

Billie's Jeans Is Not My Size!

I've been a fan of Michael Jackson since I was still a baby!<-----I was amazed when I watched his Thriller video on tv.

He has a special talent that made him as The King Of Pop
-Moonwalking,Moongliding only he has never been to the moon.He's a star that's why!
-Robot Dancing
Those are his signature moves that amuse people.
Now he's no longer with us.His songs are still playing by devoted fans worldwide.

One sunny evening while I was making coffee for tea time,I heard my brother was singing a song.It was Billie Jean but he twisted the lyrics!

The lyric supposed to be like this
"Billie Jean is not my lover,she just a girl who says I'm the one.But the kid is not my son
No,No,No,No.No"....I can't count how many NO's he mentioned XD


My bro sang like this
"Billie Jean is not my size,no no no no"

I was like...O.o no! Man you sing it all wrong XD
My parents were there and we all end up laughing! He was 12.
My dad said "Memangla bukan saiz adik,MJ tu kurus adik debab!Haha"
He was blurred,he thought that what he sang was right....I gotta tell you that he might has the largest ears in my family but....he always messed up the things that he listened to.

"Marilah Bergoyang"<----remember this song?It's from the local artist V.E
When my brother just listened to that.....it happens to be "Magaga Bagoya"<----Red Indians Language
Dude...mom and dad should by you a hearing aid.

Why?
1.You never get things right
2.You never listen to what we ordered you to do
3.You never focus when people were talking to you

I might be an evil sister but I will always have to look after you.So be a nice brother!hehe

I met Mj once,please do be jell-us :)

At Amcorp Mall PJ,

Action Figure!!

Quest For Coraline

It's been 2 years I've been searching for this book.....no clues or hints provided.Sheesh why is it so hard to find????

"I'm sorry miss,we're out of stock"

"It has been sold out,new stock will arrive in 2 days"

Me: "What? 2 days?? I don't have much time.I don't live around here...."

The common answers that I get from bookstores...sigh.If I only pass the driving test I would probably be living in Cheras right now with my cousin and her 4 fluffy cats. Sigh and Sigh

Dear Neil Gaiman,I love you man!
If you could only send me one of your stories,send me Coraline!!
I want it so bad,I've been searching all over for it!

Huhuhu,this post would probably ignored,by Neil.He's been my fave author since I read his Graveyard book after my PMR.Since then I started to read his amazing works and watching movies that has been adapted from his works,such as Coraline and MirrorMask.

The only place that I would be in bookstores? Children section it is! I never had any interest to read the advance English novels,it gets boring when the words used are like super-advance big words that you could only find in dictionaries.To tell you the truth,I'm the laziest person to look up the words in dictionaries.I will wait for someone to tell me the real meaning,or I might understand the words after reading other chapters or lines.

Don't be like me,I'm the laziest person on earth to look up words in dictionaries.By the way,I like reading children books because I could imagine the things that are mentioned clearer and have many colourful  illustrations! So yeah,I'm still a child inside :D

*This is a scheduled post,I'm away at the moment,writing 4 consecutive posts in a day in order to stay update!* Written on 13th March<-----huhu

Im A MAN!

I Wake Up Every Evening

With A Big Smile On My Face

And It Never Feels Out Of Place.

And You're Still Probably Working

At A 9 To 5 Pace

I Wonder How Bad That Tastes

I feel dizzy and high...what's going on?Waking up and feels like the world is spinning.....I try to stand up but what I saw is my legs grows longer.Sheesh my eyes would probably doing their vision tricks or whatsoever.I got to admit my legs look different than before.....I must have been dreaming in conscious.

I walked to my bathroom slowly like a drunken person and I feel so tall.Everything that used to be "out of reach of children" are reachable now.Am I flying ?High as a kite or being drugged....

Grabbed the towel,my eyes were still closed while brushing my teeth....the sink seems to be shrinking and shorter then before...I had to bend down to wash my tooth brush...weird day...As I open the mirror case,suddenly my hands were taking a shaver and a Gillette Shaving Foam.

What am I going to do with these?I don't have a beard.I can't stop my hands from spraying the foam all over my chin and the side burn area.My right hand start to shave my right cheek and suddenly the mirror cabinet was closed and I saw a reflection of myself as a MAN!

I dropped the shaver and screamed "OH MY GOD!!! I'M A MAN!" with a coarse voice and then I passed out....

Part of the dream

"Don't stop,don't stop talking to me...don't stop don't stop giving me things,don't stop, don't stop laughing about it"....the sound of my alarm,it's 11 am...I over slept! I woke up in shocked...I'm normal..I'm not a man! I'm not a man,I'm not a man....seriously I repeated the same sentence when I was on my way to the bathroom.What a nightmare,my first nightmare in 2012.That's what I get for sleeping after Subuh prayer....XD

Jell-us-see Is The Best Policy

Jealous,Jelly,Jell-O
The terms that people use to describe their Jealousy~

Sometimes there are times when we get jealous with someone's achievement like...a presentation :)
"Oh maaan,Why didn't I think of doing that first?!"
Well it's normal to be jealous!

Why God created "Jealousy"?
To make us improve ourselves.....in a very good way. Not by sabotaging other people's work~
Jealousy makes us always try to figure out the best way for us to be good at something.

When you see other people's work and feel offended with their good marks,it means we have to strive harder,so we can be better! :D

But when we get jealous to things that we aren't supposed to be....well it's not cool.

Like when we get jealous to a person that is far richer than us...let them be,they deserve that because of their effort or maybe just inherited the wealth from their hard working ancestors...

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    Prince Zaque

    You just envy
    Coz my parents bought me a Chevy

    
    

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        Ili Shaheera Happy driving!
        

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Sometimes we even jealous to good looking people....."Baby they were born that way...artificial beauty helps too" Life isn't always about beauty~ Everyone has their own beauty! :)

Natalie Portman you're so gorgeous!
Huhuhu

What I try to type is.....Jealousy is good for us to be better
but when it comes to too jealous....it ain't good.Don't sabotage,work for it :D!

It's Raining Men

Dreams after dreams....should I call them as nightmares?Hehe I've been dreaming guys lately =.=' Guy Friends~GF Hmmm if you like someone would you rather keep your feelings or just go for it?Well I'm the one who always hide when the crush....is passing by...huhuhu danger alert.Crush or be crushed!I rather like someone....than being liked by someone...weird files of Liselle~

Ok so what actually rained in my dream?

I was cycling on a silent road.....mesmerized by the beautiful trees and the ray of the sun gleamed upon the the branches of the trees.Oh so beautiful...What a wonderful dream~There was no one there except me and my silver-blue coated bicycle.No one was on the road....just the white lines on the road and the beautiful trees greeted me.I am FREE! Free Cycling~ And I'm freeeeee,yeah freeee cycling.

Suddenly there was a plane gliding through the clouds and 2 guys were jumping from the plane! They were parachuting  and suddenly one of them was having trouble with the landing...I couldn't do anything.I just stop and stare and suddenly THUD! BUSH! What goes up must comes down~

One of them landed on me...my face was smashed on the road along with my bicycle by the unknown stranger....OUCH! It feels like being hit by a meteor!<----It's just a simile...I never actually being hit by a meteor...hey bombastic is a need to lighten things up! What happens next?

I woke up and all my body parts are still attached,no wounded or scratches on my chin.I'm just fine!The guy that landed on me was wearing a mask...and he didn't even say "Sorry" so I didn't know what does he look like...mwehehe but he does owe me an apology! I guess I should bring an umbrella next time and a giant fish net<--- I'm just being cautious~ hehehe.

Ps: I feel guilty after posting the entries of gloominess.I won't stop blogging because I will miss you guys! Blogging is the only thing that can make me smile everyday reading your wonderful stories.So I'm very sorry for posting those entries :P.Exploding emotions came from the core of the heart.Huhu well I'm okay now :D!

Of Kiwi The F.......

I knew this particular fruit for almost 8 months,
This fruit  WAS special to me,
Yea I admit,I love this fruit very much.

It is my Kiwi and the Kiwi of my eye  (Apple?)
Everyday my heart grew fonder to this particular fruit.
Every ice cream that I had from Tutti Fruity must be topped with Kiwi.
Kiwi here and Kiwi there,Kiwi Juice,Kiwi Salad,Kiwi.....

Kiwi is just cute with his looks and voice,
Sometimes Kiwi tastes sour and sometimes Kiwi tastes sweet,
Most of the time Kiwi tastes sour :P


I adore this fruit because Kiwi never forgets to pray.
I adore this fruit because the tenderness of his voice carries me away.
I adore this fruit every night and day

I never thought that the place that I'm studying is close to Kiwi,
The distance that suddenly brought us closer but then....
I never knew whether this fruit has the same feelings towards me
This fruit that used to light up my life began to fade.....

Did I wasted my time thinking about Kiwi?
Did I wasted my broken heart that almost turn to dust for loving this Kiwi?
I've tried to delete this Kiwi from my memory...but Kiwi keeps popping in my mind.
I'm sorry Kiwi...is this my fault for ignoring you at the first place?
It always been me...the person who never could understand you....
I'm the bad Cherry.

Maybe yesterday turn out to be the last day that I heard your voice and maybe the last day I texted you.Then again...you will never heard anything from me dear Kiwi fruit.If you're reading this,I want to say sorry for everything.Goodbye from me.

Of Kiwi The Fruit

The Pickle Chronicle

2004,the year that I just turned 10 and the school would have a field trip to Bukit Merah Laketwon Resort in 2 months....but when I ask my parents' permission.....I  begged them with my biggest eyes until they felt like popping out from the eyes sockets but it didn't work and only worsen the situation.

"No" was the answer,I couldn't accept the word "NO" so I asked my mother what's the real reason she wouldn't allow me to join the school trip.Questions after questions....the truth finally surrender!

"Budget tak cukup".....so that was the real thing,she could just told me earlier so I didn't have to figure out the tricks to make my parents allow me to join the school trip...waste of ideas XD.
The problem doesn't stop there,I still want to join the school trip by hook or crook hanged by Captain Hook's crooks<-----additional flavour to the idiom, not bad eyh?

I was thinking what could I do to earn money instead of begging from mom and dad,suddenly an idea just broke into my brain without knocking....thank god my brain isn't made from glass phew!
So what's the idea? Selling my old stuff! The stuff that I didn't even use anymore.... my toys were so cool in 2004 so yeah I did sell them.My friends love them,so my friends bought them and the money level goes Ka-Ching! $.$ Cash in baby~

Still it wasn't enough for the other expenses,all my used-to-be cool toys sold out.I got nothing to sell,but then I was too hungry after doing a lot of thinking...hey the tummy thought for me too."I'm thinking what are you going to eat if you didn't have enough money?"said my tummy translator after the sound of "Blerrrrrrrrrp,blurrrrrp".I went to the kitchen and open the fridge VOILA!!! There were mom's pickles
2 big containers were filled by her experiment pickles.She just learnt to make pickles and decided to try making them on her own.

My eyes were like Ka-Ching for the 2nd time,I stole my mom's pickles and packed them using small plastics,they were actually my birthday party left-over plastics...I brought them to school,again my friends swarmed around me like bees.My mom's pickles was a big hit! Ouh money money money!

Money comes in,pickles go out.Finally,I almost ran out of pickles and my mom was curious why her pickles are getting lesser everyday....I had to tell her the truth and prepare myself to face her.This time,things might went too far,but she took it in a funny way.She laughed at me! She told me that it was a really good way to earn money by myself.I'm being independent mwehehehe! The pickles really brought me a lot of fortune and my parents were "amazed" by my effort to earn money by myself so they let me join the school trip!

Now,whenever I see jars of pickles.The flashback of mom's pickles keeps rewinding in my memory and mom and I will laugh at each other.It was a good time though,it does feel good when we earn money by ourselves.

When Human Meows and Cats Hi

Lying on the mattress sipping a coconut shake,
The sun shows no mercy and keeps gleaming the earth phew~
A very hot day indeed....
It seems to me that I'm not the only one who's feeling sleepy,my aunt's cat showing the sign that she needs her daily afternoon nap...How lucky Cats are!
All they have to do is sleep,eat and play and also....the nature calls...they even go to heaven when they die...Lucky..

They Don't Have to
1)Study
2)Work
3)Think
4)Money
5)Power
6)Face problems or maybe they do care about their wife/hubby & kittens

Hmmm I wonder what are they talking about humans because a Meow carries a billion meanings

Meow= Hi
Meow= I love you
Meow= Fish!
Meow=Milk
Meow= I'm hungry
Meow Meow Meow Meow= you're a stingy owner
Meow Meow= you stink
Meow Meow = you're fat

Will there be a cat translator in the future so far we only have cat scan...which only scan the human brain XD.My foster mom told me that I look like a cat...after she saw my pictures on fb...ehehe it's been 3 years we didn't met! How I miss you Mak!

Cats remind me a type of Chinese Shops ornament,the waving cats that have been placed in many shops that owned by Chinese people. It says "Come in,Welcome"

Cat: Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow
Cat translator : I try to read Liselle's blog,but I can't..coz I didn't go to school.

Not all cats are lucky...like the ones that we used to see at the markets...dirty...hungry...and steal food T.T pity them..I'm lucky for being a well-fed human being :D!


Hmmm now my curiosity has the same level as cats do...Well
Curiosity Kills The Cat but It can't kill humans mwehehe.So being a human is better.Thx Allah for making me as a human being :)

The Child Magnet

I used to hate kids,they are noisy and annoying.
I used to feel kinda "eeeew" when they drool..
I used to refuse to hold them or even carry them when their parents offer but then I've change.

I began to love them ever since I got nephews who love me and always wanted to be with me whenever there's Eid El-Fitri<----so formal! hehehe

There's an incident when I was walking alone to meet my friends,and suddenly a 1 and half year old baby was following me from behind.I didn't notice her until..."Eh,anak siapa belakang kau?" Lin asked me.
Oh no! Where's your mommy????The baby was smiling at me....she's being friendly but I'm too panic to think of anything and then I saw the baby's mother ran towards me.Phew! She apologized and thanked me for take a good care of her baby....I've done nothing actually...XD.Thank god I've not been accused for kidnapping~.

Another sunny day at Suria KLCC,I was walking around behind a group of Japanese tourists and a woman was carrying her cute baby boy~ Seriously the baby and I were kept staring at each other until he started to say "Hiiiiii! Hiiiii!" I was "Hi little baby~" but his parents thought their baby was being annoying to me and they said "Sorry" to me....Heh ,no need to be sorry your baby just said "Hi" to me.A baby's "Hi" is like a "Hi" from an angel~

A nephew of mine called me "Boss" instead of "Aunty"<----That's great though! You can only call me aunty when I'm 30...mwahahaha!
So whenever I came over his house he wanted to watch a movie together with me,Megamind...which we watch together for almost a billion of times.He will stop me when I want to go home "Alaaa,takyah la balik..."he'll turn 4 this year on December.

I know your teeth are whiter than mine....Ok I'm jealous of you.

There's another nephew of mine...which always wanted to sit on my lap and hug me like a Koala Bear....He refused to let me go...and that's why I can't see him much...

Tada!!My Koala Bear

The 3rd nephew...whoa this one is the most pampered.We seldom meet so when we meet it's hard when his parents wanted to go home and he will yell "Tak nak balik! Nak Duduk dengan Aunty Jaja!!"

Till now there are kids like to be friendly with me,I guess I'm okay with that.The Child Magnet? Hmm come to think of it,when we used to hate a certain thing,we might actually love them 1 day.

Things I want To Do Before 30

Thx Mr Goo!

Before I turn 30,which is 12 years more from now.There are things that I always wanted to try,to learn,to feel and to see.

1.Become the first Malay English writer that hit International Best-Sellers books
It doesn't hurt to dream right?Well I'm just hoping that I could become what I always wanted.

2.Learn Archery
Rasulullah SAW encourage muslims to learn Archery and It's pretty cool!Plus...Since Robin Hood has retired...I guess I should take his place.Liselle Hood :D!

3.Learn to Ride Horses
This is also an encouragement from Rasulullah SAW.It's also good for health,for example strengthening the backbone :D.

4.Learn to play the guitar from the Guitar Legend SLASH
Well it sounds almost impossible,hey we never know our chances right?hehehe

5. Travelling to every part of the world
I love to travel! Hehe I would like to go to Afrika,and see lions and tigers by a Jeep.Oh my...how beautiful! The Sun and the Moon both appears bigger than we've seen from other countries.What a wonderful world indeed....Japan,USA,Italy and Ukraine wait for me T_T I'll try my best!
Riding Camels in Saudi Arabia & not to forget,to perform The Hajj.Oh Sahara Desert,1 day I'll be there with my camels! Hehehe.

6.Bungee Jumping and Sky Diving
I only manage to try Repelling,Rock Climbing and Flying fox...but I want to Sky Dive and Bungee Jumping after this! In 2010,I almost lost my life on the rope during the flying fox ride I slipped from the standing spot because my feet can't reach the plank....I left some protective gear...I'm glad I'm still alive phew.....my mom was there and she refuse to see me fall XD.Mom I'm still alive!!!

So there are 6 things that I want to do before I turned 30 and before I can close my eyes forever.These are the only things I ever wished to do.Now and always,not less or more.So what happens after I turned 30? Well I'll be relaxing in an apartment......with 4 cats named Fluffy,Cuffy,Huffy,Puffy<---All males hewhew.You guys are welcomed to visit me :D.Hehehe well these are just my ridiculous wishes that might come true :D.Dare to dream :)

I just don't see what you see

I'm posting this entry in the middle of the night,I have to let my windows open to get a better internet signal plus,the cold mist bring along some friends with and they are the mini vampires.What? It's true there are mini vampires surrounding me thirsty for blood!They are just mosquitoes <---It does sounds more dramatic when they are called as mini vampires.

Sorry to say,when my weirdness spread...I just don't see things like normal people see things and perhaps I might see things in a very different way. What to do,I'm a lefty! Mwehehe speaking of which,I notice that there are certain people who didn't like the way I see things especially those who sees someone or something that is fancy....I see those things as plain or just average.Am I being Egoistic? Perhaps not. Speaking is not the thing that I can do best ,but writing is a passion of mine.

My mind has gone blunt this days,I used to write about what I see and I feel everyday but now? Heh I just kissed my blogs good bye.Blogs? I have to run 2 blogs at a time.Enough with the advert<---Back to the main point please.

Well since I've been stuck in my own world of being alone,I find it's hard to communicate with other people properly and even see what they see.I may seemed normal but from the inside?Who knows?Sometimes I wish that I could live on an island where there are green grass and foxtail fields.Nobody could disturb me or even say Hi. I don't trust people and sometimes I don't believe in myself.Even my parents called me as "weird" instead of being unique.<---Seriously I'm flattering myself muhahaha!
Some people may not like me when I try to "correct" them about something,okay I'll zip my lips then it's hard when I started talking.See writing and typing on papers are much easier than talking to people!<----Well sometimes we like to think that we're being right at all times weren't we?

My English just gone worst ,yeah...I only learn English from cartoons since I was born and my mother used to speak English with me but now? I miss being alone in my own room.Making friends is the hardest thing for me,there are only few people in this world who actually understands me.The rest? Gone with wind.

I use to have this diary when I was 8 and I wrote everything in English. I never knew about grammar or verbs and all I know when a sentence sounds right,then it is correct<---so much for instinct? I guess. Why do I like to have my own time? Everything is alive and even colours can make me dream of something especially pastel colours. Music can make me sink into a sea of clouds especially Owl City songs.Pictures and Mural can make feel dazed and I can spent hours imagining myself in the picture.

My mind is like a cloud,a bridge made of rainbows and ideas are like birds flying around my mind.My inner child running wild in my heart that made up of red balloons. How I wish I could remain being a child forever. Normal people worry me,because I just don't see things like they do. Sorry,god made me this way.I am being grateful for what I have.Maybe I should reduce talking just like the first day I entered college and get back on writing.Caution: I annoyed people.

Feel So Close

I'm in my dreams....
floating on a raft of highlighters,
I'm on a sea of assignments and a ballpoint pen is my paddle,
Words by words I paddled until I made into an island of binding combs....

Listening to Calvin Harris's  Feel So Close,
Again a breeze started to blow me....
This is life blowing moment....It is so magical.
It is so magical that I'm floating in mid air,
I feel so close to you,
The sun gleamed brightly and blinding me...
Where am I?

I saw a stand-fan blowing me and I'm lying on my purple sheeted bed...
The sun ray burned my face telling me to get up.
Heh...it was only a dream after all. I wish the dream last longer.

I feel so close to you....who? Hehehe well....Mr Mysterious.

The Monster Storyteller

There was this monster who can tell stories and some people call her as the Monster Storyteller,
She was harsh and ego but when it comes to storytelling,she changed into a totally different person.
She wasn't a monster after all in fact she is like a delicate ballerina who dance gracefully on the pavements with words.

Why did she choose to be a monster when she is actually a beautiful ballerina?
All she ever had small and short fingers to type and her small mouth to tell them to others.
Her brain is filled with fantasies but then her dark side start to eat her mind slowly.
She couldn't write....she couldn't breathe....she couldn't speak.
All the darkness had sank into her heart.

The monster has awaken,
Her graceful legs turned into a satyr
Her beautiful blue eyes turned red
Her fair face turned dark
Her hands grew claws
Her golden hair turned black

Where is she? Where's the beautiful ballerina? Where is she? Only The Monster Storyteller knows where she is....

Same Old,Same Old

For 18 years I have breathe the same air,
For 18 years I have touch the same thing,
For 18 years I have seen the same thing,
For 18 years I have the same expression towards things....
And for 18 years I have met the same type of people.

I've tried to avoid by hiding a "lion" in me but it seems to me that the lion can't no longer wait.

1. Sarcastic people are cowards,they hid under the painful words that come from their mouths but they had no guts to confront the "victim of sarcasm".

2. Talkative people are like empty tins that only talk about unnecessary things to show that they are wise.Apparently they tend to show their weakness and that is why SILENCE IS GOLDEN.Wise people don't talk much,but their knowledge is out of this world.

3. Hypocrites are the masks of a devil in disguise,the world is their theatres and the people around them are their puppets.They are the best actors compared to Oscar award actors and actresses.

Yes,it is undeniable that nobody is perfect and there are reasons why god made some people this way. There's a thin line between the bright side and the dark side.Sometimes I feel that I want to isolate myself from everyone and live in an island all by myself.I admit,I got my weaknesses too but I can't pretend to act cool in front of a person that I dislike. I'm no angel and I'm a person who likes to write when I feel stressed.

Sometimes when we stuck in a particular situation....we got things to write,and people feel what we write about.Words are beautiful but when it gets painful,they are like thorns that bleed our hearts.Smiling is the least thing I could do,my face can't smile much...it hurts me.My face is always serious and I always get to be labelled as "Arrogant".I don't mind to be labelled as arrogant because I like to live in my own world without interfering other people businesses.

People said that I'm being a negative Nancy but that's the truth.The dark reality that we have adapt to survive.Goodbye cruel world? God knows best for everything.

Sincereness

Sincere...started with the word  Sin...Are you sincere?

Are you being sincere when you try to approach me?
Are you being sincere when you asked me to become your friend?
Are you being sincere when you always share the laughter with me?
Are you being sincere when you tell me stories that might give us hope?
Well do you?

After all this time I have been watching,spying,stalking.....calling you?
You just never realized how much that I care for you,
I never said that I love you because I don't want you to know.
I kept my feelings away from you so I don't have to be shy when you called me.
I don't want you to know that I love you so I don't have to be someone that wasn't me.
I keep yelling at you because I don't want you to know my weakness.

Normal people worry me,do you still want to be with me?
Do you still want to meet me like we used to?
Do you still want me to watch movies with you?
Do you still have feelings for me?
Sincere....?

My First Bestfriend

My first best friend is Ikhwan,the boy who I met when I was 3 years old&lt;-----My life starts at 3 I guess hehehe.There's an advantage when you're the first child of the family....and that is...every pictures of you are stored in Kodak and your parents will develop your photos every month...I got hundreds of photos when I was a baby...and my brother...less than 100The truth Is...I ruined almost every photos of me with my duckface.. XDD!

Who's Ikhwan?

Ikhwan is a son of Aunty Rabiah,my mom's best friend.

How can we become friends?

Since our moms are both teachers,we met each other at a school named SMK Datok Lokman,Jalan Kampung Pandan Kuala Lumpur.Hehehe there was an occasion going on and we bumped into each other...we were the naughty little kids that ran from other tables..just to get to the other side...hehe so then he asked me to play with him.....I called him as "Iwan",he was 2 years older than me and he call me "Jaja"&lt;---- My nickname was taken from Star Wars.Ever heard of Jar Jar Binks?Yeah...I thought my mom was joking when I asked her how did I get my nickname...It was the truth! Hehehe

We were best friends since then,sometimes our moms went shopping together and they would bring us along.Looks like we became best friends just like our moms do!Mom told me that no one can ever replace Aunty Rabiah's place in her heart as her best friend.

Where is he now?

He's still in KL,studying in UKM if I'm not mistaken...we haven't met for 12 years.. Why?We waved our last goodbye in 2000,when I had to move to Perak,after my dad got retired from the Navy.

Do we still remember each other?

Yes! Of Course!! Hehe my mom called his mom once,he's the one who answered the phone...ehehehe. He told his mom "Mama! Mama Jaja telefon la".I take that as Yes! We do remember about each other :).

Yes I know...I am annoying :P

Oh Waikiki!

3rd June,the day has come for me! As I waited such a long time to be in Waikiki~ With Palm trees everywhere,the sun gleamed happily and heating things up! Wooo so hot! I even can get a tanned for sitting outside in just 15 minutes,how incredible! The wind keep breezing,this is life but then I could see the Grand Canyon in Waikiki,for real? Yeah man,Grand Canyon in Waikiki.It's impossible when Grand Canyon has been shifted to Waikiki! Oh my god!Does the world has come to an end?You've got to be kidding me! Hahaha of course I'm kidding I've never been to Waikiki but I did enter Kaititi :D or should I just type KTT aka Kolej Teknologi Timur!

The Real Grand Canyon

VS 

KTT's Grand Canyon

Tada! A view from my window but then I see the smoke!

Perhaps a tribe of red indians are sending their message :O

Mwehehe I know you must be annoyed with my (!) symbol....the real thing I always deal with this mark (!) when I'm too happy or excited to write.Writing is a passion for me,I'm sorry if you find my writing is quite bombastic or more likely to be annoyed.Yes I admit,sometimes I can be more annoying than the annoying orange hehehe.

My first impression when I departed to Kaititi ooops I mean KTT is....."Why the college is too far,I mean....hmmm I thought they say KTT is in Sepang".When I hear the word Sepang....all that I can imagine is the Sepang Circuit..okay...Sepang is not only a circuit where Ferraris are vrooming.Air planes swishing through the clouds along with the birds.This is a beautiful place to be,so calming and far from the busy city that never sleeps.

I stayed in an apartment in KTT,sharing the house with 7 other mates is wonderful.I'm glad that my house mates are cool but hey,nobody is perfect only a lot of patience and tolerance will keep things good so I guess it doesn't hurt to be patient.When we share,we care about each other.Adapting to a new place is not my speciality but I can't stay that way forever so I have to get out from my comfort zone and  get along with everyone.Since I've been taking Mass Comm.,I have to be neutral am I?This is a good start for me to get out from my "Shy Shell".1 step at a time,drastic could cause plastic chaotic! <----Heh it rhymes! :D

That's all for today! I'll be sure updating new entries soon.Tata :D

Starting The Adorkble Kid Diary

Hold a mirror and look at your mouth when you pronounce

Bloug = seems very polite

Blogue = See a duck face there hehe the "G.U.E" just like Vogue

Blawg = Whoa! You just YAWN "BLAWG" got SWAG on

Three words,three different characters but come from 1 same word.BLOG!

I used to hate blogs.Find it hard to believe?Believe it &lt;----Cudy's version of Ripley's Believe It Or Not!

"Everyone has life and no need to tell the public about it" This thought came from a 14 year old me in 2008.Now I realise that it isn't just about our personal life,it could be anything.It can be our voices that need to be expressed through our fingers and depends how do we tell about the things that is happening around us from the way we see it!

When do I started Blogging?  April 2010
How was it?  A bad start
Did I give up? Yes,I quit after posting the 2nd post.
When I get myself back on typing?  2011
Who encourage me to get back on Blogging? Phillip,an amateur song writer *internet buddy*

Phillip is a friend of mine who has his own band.He only sings emo songs,his lyrics are very dark!
1 day he just ran out of ideas,so he asked me to help him to finish his song.I was like "What? I don't know about lyrics and stuff but I'll try".So I did finish his lyrics less than 15 mins.

Me: Tada! I finished em'


Phillip: Really? Where did you get this?


Me: I wrote that piece myself,I told you I sucks at writing lyrics and stuff


Phillip: You're joking,writing this piece in a short time is called amazing! You're good.


Me:Wow! Really? Well if you think that way I'm always there when you need me :D


Phillip: Okay,I'll keep that in mind.

Since that day I help him writing new lyrics but it's too bad that I never keep his lyrics with me XD.
His lyrics are still dark but I made them glow in the dark hehe :P

After I help him with his lyrics,I logged into my dusty blog that used to be Cherry Applebaum's before Liselle's.At that moment Ili Shaheera become my blogger buddy  :D.She also helps me to write.Way the go Ili!!

So which is mine? Bloug?Blogue? or Blawg?
FLOG is mine :)

F= Firzanah
L= Letters
O= Of
G= Gratitude

For all of you bloggers remember you guys are geniuses because B.L.O.G resembles
Brilliant Letters Of Geniuses

That's the history of my blog,I really want to thank to all my readers whether anonymous or not.Thank you for all your supports although my followers are 200 times Lesser than the page views.
Thank you guys!!! I love you forever!!!

Ili Shaheera

Teenager Housemaid

Mr Clive Aka Raja Palirsm

Lady Windsor

Little Dolphin

Anis Zafirah

And not to forget Lofa she is way cooler than Neelofa,I'm very happy that you love my blog :D
Sorry for the late updates,my house can't clean themselves hehe :P

Blogging is not about Popularity,but it's about the things that make the world go round!

PS:/ My follow system broke down T.T Oh Darn it!