Apr 11th, 2007
i am…
teringat lak budak2 nih bersembang kat portal dulu….zaman redha je ape2 yang berlaku ke atas diri sendiri…
ayat sani
ketua : sape bodoh?
kami : saya bodoh cik.
ayat zaha
"oh…menggatal yer.." kelepek "aduh! ye saya gatal" kelepek dush dush
ayat datuk d
"yak dush dush argh kill kill die die…"
ayat ellya
"lu sapa, lu sapa?"
"wa menteli, wa menteli"
"aiyakkkk"
huhu..
i believe that every people has their own way to release stress. apparently we friends have so many thing in common. for now, it’s the nescafe tarik that put us together. (even the mamak knew our must haves drink) huhu
yesterday i read a book at borders…the post secret
it was a book of compilation of people’s secret. the writer distributed some postcard (with the stamp and his address on it) to the public…the title is something like this "tell me your secret"
it is of course done anonymously, so then public return the postcard to the stated address…then the writer compiled the secrets and come out with the book.
it was a nice book, really. it reminds me that no one is perfect. some is living in a lie, regret, depression, some is lucky but taking things for granted…
someone there is hiding a dark secret from their loved ones. someone is loving someone so dearly they don’t wanna let him/her go…even after their death…
i read it until i felt like to cry. i was touched. i think i am grateful enough i don’t have that much things to bear.
someone said that everytime he’s on board, he will left an encouragement advice in the seat pocket, so the next passenger can read it and practice it…