tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71685785200677446782024-03-14T16:22:08.145+08:00the girang gumbirau laugh when u feel girangthe girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.comBlogger129125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-2704611111097535332012-12-11T23:01:00.000+08:002012-12-11T23:01:29.972+08:00a little update on my current life <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
salam people..wow i have't blog for such a long time already did't quit realize thought..time do move too fast as we can't even catch up with them anymore..hmm where to start, shall i say my current life? hehe..<br />
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well..as soon as i stop working as a clerk at one of management of the apartment i used to live ( i know..such a damn looser working at your own apartment) , i spend most of my time doing nothing but preserve my self inside of a cosy house which mum provided..don't blame me for being a lazy cow, she insist me from doing anything as if im a little kid that can broke hey precious crystal glasses at anytime..well good thing is, i can watch tv, online shop and apparently gain a massive kg within few week..pad shoulders..so proud of my self..<br />
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to be truth, i don't fancy anything involving lazying around..i love working up, i love to get those ass moving and sweat my shirt..i do help mum with her housework, but not much..she kinda ask me to do something which end up she will be the one who do all the work..such a useless daughter she have ey? i love my mum..she is not the type of woman who love blabbering about stuff she does't like, or raise her voice whenever she felt like everyone turn her down..no..my mum is the most responsible woman i have ever met in my entire life. im not kidding, she can still breath calmly even though she know that she gonna be alone and helpless after my father have to work outside region. she never scold me without knowing the truth, she never ask me to do things that she know i would't like..i have no idea what kind of word that suit to describe her, but she is an amazing woman that no mother on this earth can beat her..well at least in my side of the world :P<br />
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so now, im trying my best to cope her with everything she wanted..from taking her to Tesco whenever they got 10% off for chicken and onion..or help her cooking or even do the laundry..i must say that, being a housewife aren't fine..but u used to it when that is the only thing u can ever done to kill your time. me on the other side, can't wait to get my feet on job..im being jobless as far as i can remember, and waiting to get call from the government is like waiting for flood in south Africa .don't they know how much time they been wasted for not taking me into a job..seriously, im tired of waiting...<br />
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alright then, enough talking..got to sleep early, mum might wanna ask me to take her to pasar tomorrow..see ya :D<br />
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the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-38924895797609681952012-09-29T22:08:00.000+08:002012-09-29T22:08:15.540+08:00Sabun dan Losyen Slim Dr.Johnson (Review)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
salam gadis-gadis manis :)<br />
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i nk buat confession kat sini bahawasanya BMI i adalah overweight, sabar2 jangan kira BMI korang dulu sebab hari ni i akan berikan rahsia kejelitaan duniawi yang terunggul..wahhh gitueeww kan intro macam rase nak kena penampar setepek. hey ni la bak kate orang, guru kencing berdiri anak murid kencing berlari. hoi tak ade kena mengena langsung ko..<br />
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ok begini ceritanya, i ni tengah nak loose weight la kan, yela pompuan mane dalam malaysia ni yang tak pernah berazam untuk kurus dengan penuh tawadduk kan? so bila dah nak kurus ni, semangatnye berkobar kobar sangat sampai rase nekad tanam dalam diri 'aku sanggup lakukan apa saja!' sambil rase bakal ada sinar kejayaan. tapi tula, semangat nye sekejap je. kalau tang diet tahan makan tu, azam kuat dari pukul 8 sampai 12. pukul 1 dah mengigil gigil mintak nasi kan. well, i macam tu jugak. usaha tahan makan i dan hanya makan lauk tak berpanjangan, hari ke3 i dah turun naik penimbang tengok ade perubahan tak. bila timbang langsung tak berubah terus i give up sambil rase diet tak berkesan.<br />
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sampai la i jumpa satu produk kurus ni, sabun dan losyen kurus ala-ala krim mustajab tu, tapi yang ni jenama Dr.johnson. .maybe ade yang pernah dengar kot. i nak sertakan gambar, tapi bila tengok gambar kat botol die tu agak 18sx terus xjadi i, kang tak masuk masuk malaikat, eh rumah ke? teheh..<br />
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i guna sehari 2 kali sabun dan losyen..dan perubahannya memang menarik..dalam tempoh 2 minggu..pingang , perut , punggung rata2 loose sampai 3-4 cm..kira ok la kan, bukan i jaga makan pon. makan masih persis hantu raya. nak kate senam pon tidak,. haa nampak tak ? berkesan kan..so fo those yang nak cuba cuba tu, cuba la..ehh tetiba promote kan..tak de lah, i cume nk kongsi untuk kecantikan kita bersama..ok good luck guys..<br />
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the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-39946658527368043042012-09-23T23:44:00.001+08:002012-09-23T23:44:47.043+08:0023 september<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
today is pakdin's birthday..and sadly, today is also the day that our family receive a very devastated news, which is my cousin just passed away this morning around 6am. what can i say, the sunniest day don't last forever.<br />
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dalam pukul 7 macam tu,mak dapat panggilan dari makcik i..mak dengan suara petirnya rush kami siap siap untuk cepat sampai ke rumah arwah sebelum dikebumikan. kami sampai around 9 macam tu, but u know what, we are the only family who reach there in the morning, the rest arrived around afternoon macam tu. rupanya the body pon bukan dekat rumah tapi semuanya disetelkan kat hospital jugak.<br />
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memandangkan arwah pon tak sampai rumah lagi, kami keluar luch sekejap *walaupon melawat still ade luch, ko hado?* ,keluar ni pon sebab nak celebrate birthday boy, kang tak sambut kang mau guling2 tepi kubur kang mintak kek, mane nak carik???<br />
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agak lama jugak kami semua stay rumah pakcik i tu, dalam pukul 6 baru arwah sampai and dikebumikan. seolah2 bermacam urusan yang menjadi penghalang dan melambatkan urusan.<br />
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but satu benda i amek sebagai tauladan hari ni, sebagai manusia yang masih diberi nyawa ni, sentiasalah ingat pada Allah, ibuayah, keluarga dan akhirat..sebab apa yang kita sajikan di dunia ni, itulah yang Allah akan balas..sedap sajian kita, sedap jugak la ganjaran kita. i tak nak buruk burukkan siapa2, tapi ini sebagai peringatan kepada diri sendiri bahawa kita hidup di dunia ni adalah untuk mengumpul amalan untuk dibawa keakhirat.<br />
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the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-75188389789370454662012-09-22T20:49:00.000+08:002012-09-22T20:49:13.072+08:00Senang bila Susah<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I begitu berbangga kerana kini i seorang yang jobless. bukan sahaja jobless malah menghabiskn sisa sisa hidup dengan melakukan perkara langho dan sangat tak berilmiah. sejak habes sekolah back then tahun 2007, i tak ada masa nak mengangkang kat rumah membesarkan punggung, malah i terpaksa membesarkan punggung di matrikulasi selama setahun, tak cukup dengan itu i terpaksa sambung medical lab selama 3 tahun. akhirnya setelah menggunakan kebanyakan tisu saraf yang i ada, akhirnya i selangkah ke hadapan untuk memasuki alam pekerjaan.<br />
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memang ramai yang cakap 'hoi untungla student kkm , kerja cari kau bukan ko cari kerja' , obvious sangat ni kata-kata orang cemburu..bahah. i terima ni dengan senyuman sebab memang betul, tapi hakikatnya nak tunggu posting tu mau berakar punggung i *eh banyak sebut punggung * , some seniors says that it took them 6 month and above untuk tunggu panggilan. maksudnya di situ i kena la menggangur sampai i di panggil, what a waste of time rite??<br />
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disebabkan sifat i yang tak gemar duduk saja saja, malah adalah berasa sanga bosan kalau hari hari i cume melengkor atas katil bangun masa matahari dah nak terbenam. so i decide untuk cari la kerja sementara nak tunggu posting. memang tindakan kurang bijak sebenarnya sebab i langsung tak tahu macam mana nak cari kerja. ok boleh hina i sekarang, 'puihh dasar spoil brat', beb i memang langsung tak terdedah, salah i ke??<br />
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berbekalkan resume yang janji ada, i pergi dari satu tempat ke satu tempat untuk cari kerja. atas dasar sayangkn haiwan, i aim untuk kerja di petshop atau klinik haiwan, i tau risiko binatang naharom macam anjing, tapi what can i say they are also ciptaan Allah kan. tapi sayang, apa yang i nak i tak mampu dapat. i pergi klinik dengan harapan resume mantop i sebagai medical student boleh bagi bonus untuk i, tapi i silap, job tu hanya dibuka untuk lulusan SPM dengan gaji bulanan RM600. well, i redho.<br />
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hampir 10 tempat i pergi untuk apply kerja, but none of them are open for any job vacancy. in the end, i give up. if this what it takes to get a job then i sedar bertapa i bertuah menjadi student kkm yang kerja memang dah terbentang depan mata. bila i fikirkan, macam mana la orang lain yang tak habis sekolah tu nak dapat kerja yang mampu tanggung keluarga. lagi-lagi yang mana dah ade anak..oh no, i tak boleh imagine. mesti tak dapat nak berlibur di hujung minggu.<br />
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ape i dapat simpulkan is, kita tak kan rase senang selagi kita tak rase kesusahan tu. i betul betul ambil iktibar, sedangkan nk kerja jadi sales girl pon kena interview *uhuk firstlady uhuk* apetah lagi kerja kerja lain. so for those yang terbaca entry ni and especially anda adalah seorang pelajar sekolah, teruskan belajar dengan berusaha supaya anda berjaya dan tak perlu hidup susah.<br />
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serius betul entry kali ni..till then..salam keinsafan dari kakak gajus..daaaa<br />
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the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-6996610231685752032012-09-21T20:26:00.002+08:002012-09-21T20:26:40.426+08:00Comeback kid<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
assalamualaikum..<br />
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puihhh..puih...ni sound efek ketika menghembus habuk yang melambak2 kat blog ni sambil mengencis air liur..betapa tidak dijenguk-jenguk langsung blog ni..nasib la takde siapa peduli, kalau i ni top blogger mau nye saham nuffnag merudum akibat anak emas kini lupa daratan..<br />
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rupanya dah setahun lebih i meninggalkan blog ni, ingat nak buat mega comeback lah kan, tapi hoi sekali lagi ditekankan memang takde siapa kesah aku ade ke tak..same je nok jah..<br />
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i agak terpanggil untuk menulis semula, nampak sangat jenis bersungguh suam suam kuku..hahaha..actually, bukan i sengaja tak mau update, tapi sebab i begitu sibuk dengan hidup i yang tak semenggah mana tu..memandangkan sekarang i dah habes pon belajar, so why not sambil mengganggur kita berfikir kan..yela, i rase sejak duduk rumah jadi orang jobless ni, tahap IQ i semakin rendah mencanak canak..manenye tidak, bangun bangun tengok tv cerita lagho, lain lah bangun bangun bukak enciklopedia terunggul sambil makan kismis sehari 7 biiji kan..<br />
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so yes, i akan kerap update lepas ni..insyaallah la, dengan cerita yang lebih menarik..eh kau janji palsu lagi..<br />
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salam pretty dari i yang gajus ni..daaa<br />
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the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-42027338776933240982011-09-14T15:57:00.000+08:002011-09-14T15:57:27.388+08:00raya<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">i masih tak terlambat kan nak ucap selamat hari raya?? hows raya people?? mine awesomeeeeee...tak dapat nak rajin update sekarang, sekarang i final semester so memang banyak sangat benda nak setel. but my hari raya memang tak bley kalah..itu pasti..so here are some of my raya picture..<br />
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</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-62470785011023275152011-08-14T11:42:00.001+08:002011-08-14T11:42:22.445+08:00Bebelan manja ramadan..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">wah! lama tau tak update blog ni..biase la ken, puasa puasa ni tekak kering idea pon kering. bukan malas ok. nokhtah.<br />
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dah hari ke 14 dah kita puasa, tiba tiba feeling nak dengar lagu raya tau. pergi mall je pon dorang dah berani pasang lagu raya..memang sentap habes jiwa kalbuku ini. kakak i cakap dengar lagu raya dari radio adalah lebih sentap dari dengar lagu raya dari handphone sendiri..tapi memang betul kan?? kalau dengar lagu syarifah aini tu, amekkau terbayang kak pah menyediakan rendang segala dengan bibir mungilnya itu menjemput tetamu..ekekeke<br />
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dah 2 minggu puasa, i pergi bazar pon macam nak muntah dah tengok juadah yang samaaaaaa je..mesti jual lauk lauk, tak pon kueh, tak pon murtabak..kalau ade yang lain pon mesti puding..dadih..nasi tomato..nasi ayam..amboii banyak pulak aku senaraikan..semalam i buka kuew teow, ya Allah.hanjeng sangat rase dia..bang, nak beniaga buat cara berniaga..awk ni reti estimate ke idok?? stress tau..sudah la tawar, taugeh kau macam name makanan tu kuew taugeh instead of kuew teow..<br />
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lagi satu..baju raya i tengok memang meletop meletop designnye..cantik gila ok, lagi la yang jual kat area PKNS n Plaza alam central..sumpah! cantik gila..tapi, sumpah mahal!! sepasang baju kurung RM259..baju melayu pon harga sama..aiyoo mahal gila kot..kau jual baju ke jual handphone kak?<br />
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haishhh..i ni, makin puasa makin lahar..next entry, i akan update baju baju meletop untuk hari raya 2011..sesapa yang bajunye ade dalam senarai baju meletop i, anda akan sangat vogue hari raya nanti..gituu..selamat berpuasa yall..<br />
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</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-71436086991175578312011-08-03T23:36:00.000+08:002011-08-03T23:36:33.408+08:00Random<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">CAN ANYONE MAKE AN ELEPHANT SOUND??<br />
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this keep bugging me since i were a little kid -_-<br />
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</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-23345410484663671092011-08-01T17:51:00.000+08:002011-08-01T17:51:03.272+08:00<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Im in a middle of distracting mood..this blog is all about my personal life, i sure nobody minds if i ever update a little peek on my personal life..i have no idea to whom should i express this exact feeling rather than this blog. im sure, some of my friends read this blog, but what can i say..something inside me telling me that i should write something here to ease the atmosphere down there inside my heart. so here i am..writing about my personal life, expecting somebody would understand and come towards me, pat my shoulders and tell me to move on..blurghh<div><br />
</div><div>its happen yesterday..as i sit comfortingly, checking M phone..and a sudden shock, i read another girl text in his inbox. being me, the impatient one, scroll down..and immediately dial the number. its a woman..as i talk, ask a few questions..she said she is M girlfriend..he's a total bummer..keep a shaggy with another girl! </div><div><br />
</div><div>the rest of the story..i'll keep it myself..im frustrated..i have being the most faithful person in the world, yet he treat me like im a bimbo or something..u know what M, u think im a loser don't u?? i know u reading this, and u know what?? im sure u don't understand a single word im writing, cause u stupid like that..hows that??</div><div><br />
</div><div>uhhhh..still, im so stress..world can be unfair sometimes..they always a fortune and unfortunate things happen..but i keep my dignity as high as i could, cause if i cant pull this time around, non of other bad thing i can handle..so, to my friends or whoever reading this..don't worry..im in a state of stability, i can put my mind in my best controllable self of all..i talk much did't i??</div><div><br />
</div><div>alright..i push all the tense away..im gonna give him a huge kick in the ass..let alone my feeling, im gonna be okay in a few month..yeah, these scars need vitamin to faded away don't they?..so it takes time..</div><div><br />
</div></div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-86684487344511819602011-07-30T09:11:00.000+08:002011-07-30T09:11:25.339+08:00puasa puas puas<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Auwww..lama terasa di benak hati tidak mengupdate cerita cerita menusuk kalbu..dah nak ramadan ni terus feeling feeling ayat kad raya kennn..aiyoo cepat gila dah nak raya *puasa? tak nampak..tak nampak??* , last time i tanya mak update terkini baju raya i<br />
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imarockstar: moth..moth.mother, hows my baju goin? <br />
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mothertheangle : mak tak hantar lagi kat cik bechik <br />
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*noted-cik bechik ni jiran i umur senja 60an, seorang tukang jahit freelancer, full time dia aktif aktiviti persatuan wanita umno tau<br />
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imarockstar : i aint gonna have baju?<br />
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mothertheangle : beli firstlady jela nanti, cik bechik tak ada kat rumah<br />
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ape guna beli kain tu banyak banyak tapi tak jahit..ni semua salah cik bechik sebab asik sibuk je..susah tempah jahit dengan orang korporat<br />
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ohhh..by the way SELAMAT MENYAMBUT KEDATANGAN RAMADAN!!!<br />
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p/s : tolong la jangan kau buat tebiat bangun pagi isnin minum air..it happen to me all the time..sekali tu pernah bangun siap makan rambutan :')</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-64750496863099492812011-07-18T21:09:00.002+08:002011-07-18T21:09:58.130+08:00I wanna be skinny!! i wanna!! i wanna!!! i wanna be super hot !! i wanna be skinny!!!!! urghhh..<br />
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pasrah T-Tthe girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-90265896971009694272011-07-09T19:37:00.000+08:002011-07-09T19:37:36.183+08:00dont laugh too much, cause u gonna cryim not in a mood of crushing people meal but yeah, somehow i need to show..in case something happen. people would't wonder 'what happen to her?? its a sudden death was't it??'...well.. i said..in case..<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">this was taken last month when my tonsil got infected, u can spot there were some white thingy, well thats is what i call lesion or "nanah"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">after taking my medicine..those white spot has gone..but my tonsil is getting worse...it swollen as if its gonna burst at no time..</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">u can see my bloody vein showing up..it is scary when u see it live..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">- i make noise when i sleep..even if i take a nap for a few little minute, i sound like an animal..sangat memalukan ok.. especially when i sat next to a handsome guy for 5 hour travel shah alam-johor in a bus..i want to sleep, i feel super sleepy but to think that i make noise when i sleep made me stay all the way till i reach my destination..pity me wasn't it?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">- i have trouble swallow food..it take me few minute to swallow a bite of a bread..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">well..im not gonna say much..u know what to do don't u?? pray for my healthiness.. </div>.the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-65247198604861769252011-07-08T20:40:00.000+08:002011-07-08T20:40:44.849+08:00Sweet 54 mother :)<div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">Pagi pagi lagi i dah kol emak i..tak ade orang jawab..i kol ayah i, lama baru jawab..mamai mamai ayah i bangun,</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</strike></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">'haa..nadia..ayah tido ni..' *sosial tau pukul 7 tidur lagi*</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">'mak ade yah?? mak?? mak??'</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">'helooo' *mak i sahut*</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">'Emak!!! Happy besday to uuuuuu..happy besday to uuuuu..happy besday to emakkkkk..happy besday to uuuuu!!!!' </div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">emak pulak terus "happy besday to me..happy besday to me"</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">8 julai 1957, emak i dilahirkan..dan 8 julai 2011 hari ini, emak i masih diberi kesihatan yang baik untuk menjadi ibu kepada kami adik beradik..</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">masa i kecik emak setiap pagi dukung i dari tempat tidur sampai bilik air sebab i mamai nak jalan sendiri</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">emak akan tuang air teh panas dekat piring sebelum i minum..sebab mak tak nak i melecur</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">banyak lagi perkara yang emak i buat demi i..dan i akan ingat sampai bila bila..i sangat sayangkan emak i..i sangat sedih tak dapat balik untuk sambut hari jadi mak, but yet i sentiasa akan mendoakan kesejahteraan mak, kebahagiaan mak dan kesihatan mak..sebagai hadiah, i suprisekan mak dengan result exam i semester lepas..kebetulan keluar hari ni..mungkin rezeki emak menerima berita gembira hari ni..</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;">ape pon..selamat hari jadi emak..anak anak mak semua sayang dan cintakan emak :')</div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><br />
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</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-76859426674974401362011-07-07T12:55:00.000+08:002011-07-07T12:55:12.836+08:00I di pau wanita misteri!!Semalam, sebelum i masuk kelas i alaskan perut i dengan susu coklat..biase la, feeling feeling omputis pagi pagi minum susu gitewww..gedabang gedebung raksaksa ini jalan ke kedai dengan niat murni untuk membeli susu..i pon lama la dok tertonggeng tonggeng depan peti ais tu nak pilih air, konon nak yang paling sejuk ah..<div><br />
</div><div>ok, sebenanrnya cerita ni takde kena mengena dengan susu pon sebenarnya..ekekeke</div><div><br />
</div><div>i tutup pintu peti ais tu, tiba tiba ada pompuan ni berdiri belakang i dan bersuara</div><div><br />
</div><div>'kak, nak mintak duit'</div><div><br />
</div><div>angker tak? dah la kau muncul entah dari alam mana, tiba tiba mintak aku macam tu..</div><div><br />
</div><div>so i jawab 'apa? mintak apa?'</div><div><br />
</div><div>'saya nak mintak duit boleh tak? saya nak RM2.50..saya nak topup'</div><div><br />
</div><div>i pon kerut kerut kening..'apa? jap jap..tak paham ni..lagi sekali?'</div><div><br />
</div><div>ni dalam hati pompuan ni mesti nak maki je i..ape bahalul sangat betina ni, aku mintak duit tak paham paham</div><div><br />
</div><div>'saya nak mintak duit..saya nak topup..saya nak 2.50 je kak..duit saya ada rm3 ni'</div><div><br />
</div><div>3 saat pertama itu benda yang i pikir, maybe budak ni memang betul betul susah and she need helps..i bukak purse i hulur duit</div><div><br />
</div><div>'macam mana saya nak bayar balik?'</div><div><br />
</div><div>'halal jela wak'</div><div><br />
</div><div>then dia pon beli topup..10 saat kemudia i pikir..</div><div><br />
</div><div>aku ni baru kena pau ke ape??</div><div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">seriusly, muka i ni memang stok muka senang kena pau ke ape??</div><div><br />
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bukan kerja je nak kena setel, masa untuk study plak kena balance. i tak kesah hal hal stay up segala, tapi bayang la weh..ko siang dah la tak de rehat, kelas terus sampai petang..gap 15minit pon untuk solat sahaja..makan entah kemana, rehat entah kemana..dah la aku gemok, stamina labi labi..adoiii<br />
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see, i bukan nak mengeluh..macam i cakap tadi la..luahan perasaan. i tahu, masa belajar sangat seronok. tapi tak seronok kalau i stress macam ni..mannnn no wonder jerawat i subur..dalam 2 minggu i dah nak midsem, 6 subjek i amek sem ni dan semua subjek hardcore. semua stok stok gabungan dari sem 1 bawak ke sem 5 yang seharusnya kau kena master dari cover depan ke cover belakang..maybe benda ni senang kalau jenis orang yang tak herankan skor, tapi untuk i tidak..<br />
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sekali lagi i cakap, i bukan mengeluh..i cuma letih sangat sangat *pon begitu masih sempat mengupdate segala* kalau kolej i ni macam u, ada cuti 4 bulan takpe la jugak..ni, nak cuti seminggu dalam setahun pon susah, lagi lagi bila jadi student tajaan..MIMPI la nak ponteng..<br />
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itu sahaja bebelan mesra dari i untuk hari ini..mungkin enty mendatang i akan update dari wad gila...wahhh matilahhhhhhhh</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-2250637250473205262011-07-03T22:13:00.000+08:002011-07-03T22:13:22.232+08:00U.G.L.E.E<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I wish i have a BF T_T <br />
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no wonder i never been wooed before<br />
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p/s : maria elena pleas backout now..mine were uglier in form off real ugly bebeh!<br />
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p/s p/s : what a nuts..<br />
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</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-49982423504988722282011-06-29T22:56:00.000+08:002011-06-29T22:56:08.078+08:00a bloody smiling<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Semalam, i masuk lab hematology and i kena buat blood smear. buat dengan cara FDN dan i perlu warnakan dengan pewarna LAP/NAP and yada..yada..yadaa..siap buat blood smear, i perlu count seketul seketul white blood cell yang ada tapi untuk jenis neurtrofil sahaja. bayangkan, dalam juta juta darah, kau kena kira satu satu..hello! juling air tak comel ok..<br />
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memandangkan hujung hujung dah nak puasa ni, i pon sibuk la mengganti puasa segala..lepastu mengeluh lapar la hape, terus tak de mood nak buat kerja tau..tengah emo emo i cari sel darah..TIBA TIBA<br />
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the blood are actually smiling at me!! terus teruja share kat blog..wakakaka<br />
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p/s : itu yg senyum tu neutrofil ya kawan kawan :) yang kabur kabur banyak tu, itu red blood sel..<br />
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</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-10192782984589335902011-06-24T22:15:00.001+08:002011-06-24T22:15:20.476+08:00formspring.meAsk me anything <a href="http://formspring.me/thegirang" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/thegirang</a>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-81806103370206154162011-06-15T21:33:00.000+08:002011-06-15T21:33:54.725+08:00the flight is Cancel<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I sepatutnya sedang pack barang barang i untuk fly ke kuching esok untuk bertemu parents i, abang , kakak ipar dan of course anak buah kesayangan..but sadly, i terpaksa korbankan keinginan tu..tiket i burn macam tu je hanya sebab rasa tanggungjawab sebagai student dan pengarah program. mannn responsible can kill someone hapiness..just . like. me...<br />
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be optimis..be optimis..<br />
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its ok, somehow we gonna turn a new leaf...things are getting better someday nadia..today u give and tomorrow u gonna get a better thing..habes optimis dah ni..<br />
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i text my brother 'sorry gila esok tak boleh pegi sarawak, ade kelas and ade stuff kena settle'<br />
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he replied ' ala pegi jela...khalis ( anak buah i ) balik raya 4 hari je '<br />
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boyyy this is killing me...i miss khalis damn muchhhhh, god knows...since he was born, i only met him for two times!!!! and now he turning two years old!! i dont even know how tall he becoming or how cute his giggles are..super pathetic to a super horrible autie in the making here..T_T<br />
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i call my mother to make me feel better, she says something make sense and she do make me feel better, and she end with i love u..ahhh..ur the best mother ever..<br />
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so, they would be no update of me going there..its ok, next year im gonna be there again..it just a matter of time..<br />
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p/s : yuyu, sila bergembira...jangan lupa belikan aku souvenir babe..T_T menangis tekap bantal </div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-66600631229109504742011-05-18T16:04:00.000+08:002011-05-18T16:04:44.470+08:00Announcement bout nothing<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">As time being, this gonna be my last update for this month and i will be hiatus again for few weeks. then i will update a better story! yeyy!! btw sistah, i am soooo joining u guys for the food hunting around KL!!! would be awesome with me around rite :D kacing kacingggg! oh oh...we should fill the schedule with a blasting photoshoot too!! woot woot...<br />
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so yes, later ill be updating something smells like this :<br />
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"kite kite kite"<br />
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"thank u for keeping me alive food"<br />
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"2nd hand product anyone??"<br />
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"family is my top list"<br />
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not to mention, lots of photos too..hahaha..currently being obses with D90 :) <br />
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opsss, final exam is tomorrow, so i got to go now babe..tataaaaa</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-17354845582006038012011-05-12T10:08:00.000+08:002011-05-14T04:27:16.566+08:00Im a drama queen<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Malam tadi..i mimpi buruk..i berdiri di balkoni, dengan melihat kakak dan abang i bertengkar. ade abang i sorang lagi standing there doing nothing, langsung tak nak redakan pergaduhan kakak dan abang i. useless brother there. while pakdin n ila arguing about spoon. sangat childish. i stand there and so scared pakdin might as well cucuk ila dengan sudu tu..crap gila mimpi macam ni, yet scary ok..<div><br />
</div><div>and all i can remember, i jerit 'dah laaa!! jangan gaduh2!!!' pakdin tengok i, then ila started tu amek kesempatan untuk pukul dia..and the next thing i ingat, pakdin is lying on the ground, tak bergerak langsung..i lari turun bawah then i dengar ade junior i cakap ' this is my first time seeing people die in front of my eyes'..i terus berlari.,'die' pakdin dah mati ke? i lari dengar hati berdebar debar. by the time i sampai, doktor dah ade kat situ n sahkan yang pakdin betul betul dah mati..</div><div><br />
</div><div>i terlalu shock, i bangun and the last thing i realize, i menangis...</div><div><br />
</div><div>that is a one scary dream i shall say..sumpah..i sangat takut kehilangan abang i..he is my only brother yang totally rapat dengan i..walaupun sikap beliau begitu annoying at one times, but at all times he made me feel like im really are his little sister. </div><div><br />
</div><div>dalam sedih sedih itu, i teringat kawan i cakap 'kalau mimpi orang meninggal, maksudnya orang tu panjang umur' i dengan meleh leleh air mata tu terus 'aminnnn..aminnnnn' hahahaha</div><div><br />
</div><div>mulai esok, kena basuh kaki sampai peha baru afdal gaknya.. </div></div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-41518690283566578022011-05-11T03:37:00.000+08:002011-05-11T03:37:27.109+08:00Mentor Hits 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">how is your day hani? been goooood??<br />
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No..not just good but great and awesome and cool stuff happen and full of giggles and..and..enough, too exaggerative..<br />
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hello world!! how is your day? my life was pack with lots of thing. mostly are the activities done by the college. being me who love to involve in lots of activity really cheer me up :) so, yesterday, im participating an activity call 'Mentor Hits'..the name is not so meletop at all..lame name, given by who eyy?? so, basically, this is a karaoke competition. which the student who are the mentee need to sing together with the lecturer which are the mentor. sound interesting rite? wait till the singging part, u will regret hearing it -___-<br />
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so we sing a song by Anita sarawak as suggest by my friend *not gonna admit me liking kak nita* call Joget sayang disayang, i never heard bout that song before, so it tooks me several days to memorize the lyrics and got the exact rhythm. but dude, don't blame me for not picking a 24:7 song..wahaha..opsss change to max 247 already..<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">end our day with a blasting jar of heart. not because of the singing part, but because of the girls talk between the mentee and the mentor. its a huge relief knowing that someone is guiding u all the way for u to become a succeed students and always be there to listen to your heart. No im not mengampu, im just spreading my love towards her :) </div></div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-29660145409801322282011-05-09T17:57:00.000+08:002011-05-09T17:57:35.210+08:00Love Life<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I tak pernah pon kan update pasal love life i?? wakakaka..ade love life ke??..ade orang kesah ke?? hahaha..btw, i pon manusia biasa..kena la update sikit sikit bagi hint bahawasanya i straight :"D<br />
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so ask me now..do u have a boyfriend hani??<br />
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deng...dengg...deng...<br />
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yesssss<br />
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who???<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">this is wentworth miller..my love crush since i were 17, and i put his face under my table wrap. pity me, he never replied any of my love letter..he is so damn hot! haha..ni kalau roomate i dengar ni, matila dapat gelaran psikoseks..hahahaha</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">so because of him, i have no intense of having any serious relationship with another guy..johnny deep aren't my type..he tried, but not good enough for me.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">being me so picky and so tak-sedar-ke-diri , i am now a single lady.. so yes, if u have a brother look like wentworth miller WITHOUT a tatoo..do text me k! adios amigos</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-27901299594704381492011-05-07T23:07:00.000+08:002011-05-07T23:07:34.757+08:00Selamat hari emak<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Bila stress nak dekat exam, siapa yang i cari ?<br />
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Emak<br />
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Bila badan rasa tak sedap, nak demam.siapa yang i telefon?<br />
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Emak<br />
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Bila i ade masalah cinta, siapa yang i cari?<br />
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Emak<br />
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Bila tak cukup duit hujung bulan, siapa i cari?<br />
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Emak<br />
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Bila tiba tiba rasa tak sedap hati, siapa i fikirkan dulu?<br />
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Emak<br />
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Bila cakap pasal syurga, dimana kedudukan kita?<br />
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Ditelapak kaki emak..<br />
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emak begitu tinggi kedudukannya..dari i kecil, emak tak pernah berubah..yang berubah hanya raut wajah emak yang semakin berusia..tapi, kasih sayang mak pada anak-anak tak pernah berkurang walau secebis kulit.<br />
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Emak tak kisah pakai baju lusuh, janji anak dapat baju Topshop<br />
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Emak tak kisah pakai Ring Ring card, janji anak pakai hp touch screen<br />
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Emak tak kisah makan sehari sekali, janji anak anak cukup makan<br />
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Emak tak kisah pakai emas tipu, janji anak anak pakai emas Habib<br />
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Emak tak kisah jalan jauh jauh pergi bank, janji anak ada duit setiap bulan<br />
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Emak tak kisah bergadai harta, janji anak ada masa depan<br />
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Emak tak kisah sakit pinggang, janji rumah bersih bila anak anak pulang<br />
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Emak tak kisah tak dapat apa apa..janji mak dapat tengok anak anak dia berjaya<br />
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semua mak adalah sama, nak kan yang terbaik untuk anak anak, dan sebab itu kita kena hargai setiap masa yang ada untuk kita hargai mereka.Jangan pernah kita ketepikan kata kata emak, sebab apa yang emak cakap, itulah yang terbaik untuk kita. hargai emak selagi mak masih ada..ucapkan selamat hari ibu pada mak selagi masih sempat..sebab satu hari nanti, bila kita kehilangan emak, kita takkan ada peluang lagi untuk memiliki walau sesaat untuk melihat dia..<br />
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SELAMAT HARI EMAK..HANI NADIA SAYANGKAN EMAK SANGAT SANGAT..<br />
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</div>the girang gumbirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01687610601735054724noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7168578520067744678.post-42185496652475708492011-05-05T02:31:00.000+08:002011-05-05T02:31:33.864+08:00Lab Race 2011<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Minggu lepas, i participate Lab Race yang SHS buat. secara ringkas tanpa mukaddimah berjela, lab race ni macam amazing race la. yang tak amazingnye kena berlari lari ala meroyan dari shah alam ke putrajaya. hah, tgamak tak? tgamak tak? ok..over, semua studentn shs kena join. tiada pengecualian walaupun anda obese.<br />
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bermula dengan starting poin kitorang dekat kolej, i as team lead terus koyak sampul dengan rakus nak bace klu. damn! sebelah kolej je checkpoint kau..kecoh. ok, 1st task kena jawab soalan sitologi dalam masa 30minit dengan 40soalan. can someone kill me now??<br />
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setel task 1, terus amek klu dan i merempit ke stesen KTM Batu Tiga. anoying gila sebab that day kitorang kena pakai lab coat segala. bila ramai ramai naik motor keluar kolej dengan kot makmal, kami saling tak tumpah macam orang mental lari wad. serius -__-<br />
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task annoying yang kitorang wajibulngunnah kena buat ialah 'MENGAMBIL GAMBAR BERSAMA PENUMPANG LAIN'..anoyying sangat..ok, jujur muka ceria itu sangat fake, tapi abang dalam gambar tu kot ye pon menyampah senyum ah sikit bro.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">task kedua sampai kat kl central, kitorang kena cari ptpl@sentral. sampai tu kena la bergasak dengan 54 group yang lain. nak tau tasknye ape yang sampai kena berhimpit segala tu?? 'sila buat telur itu tak timbul, tak tenggelam dalam cawan isi air ni' ..of kos, i failed..dan atas budi bicara serta sedikit bodek, kami lepas. ohh thanks kakak baju purple :') </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sampai je putrajaya, task kami ialah mendaki bukit kat putrajaya. i tak ingat nama dia ape, sebab macam kompleks sangat nak ingat. yes, kami kena daki bukit yang tinggi sebebau tu..cesss banyak lemak kena bakar, sayang tau lemak belaan.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ini rupanya rupa puncak bukit itu. sila jangan tertipu dengan wajah ceria i. itu wajah sorok mengah</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sampai kat atas, task kami ialah bermain Sudoku T_T </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">proceed ke task seterusnya, kami kena pergi Taman Warisan Pertanian Putrajaya. naik bas entah ape ape, terus sampai sana. task kat situ paling mencabar sebab i kena amek darah orang awam and buat glucose test serta tekanan darah. alhamduliah i buat dengan horrible membuatkan i dapat 4/5. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">next klu ialah 'S.O.U.Q'</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">mampuih ape itu souq..i tanya sorang kakak ni..dia jawab ' souq tak tahu la, zouk tahu lah.' kak, kot ye pon kau sosial, tak payah tunjuk boleh.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ok, tanya kat kaunter information baru tahu, itu ialah pasar dekat bawah masjid putra. i dapat tau terus ajak team lain naik bas sekali. sampai sane, kena jalan kaki jauh gila. dengan hausnye, siap halusinasi ais krim coneto akim dan stacy tau on da way nak ke souq..ahh merepek </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sampai sane, task kami ialah MAKAN</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">proceed ke tast seterusnya ialah, kami kena berjalan dalam 10km ke dataran putrajaya and jugak taman bunga raya..tasknye?? mengambil gambar dengan jambatan putrajaya serta mengambil gambar team member dengan bunga raya. syaratnye, mesti nampak kepala sahaja. fine fine, annoying u can shut up now</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">setel task, kami berlari meroyan dapatkan bas pegi balik putra central-kl central-batu tiga ktm-ptpl..</div><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">penumpang terakhir, dan juga i anugerahkan sebagai 'Johan Penumpang Ceria Terlampau'..kami penat, dan beliau begitu talkative..tak layan kang kecik ati,,angguk angguk jela..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sampai je kolej, kami terus gather semua team untuk penyampaian hadiah, atas segala penat lelah, lemak lemak terbakar, panas yang mencakar dan usaha gigih kami berempat. kami dapat la tempat ke-4 out of 55 group. kira awesome la kan? wahahaha..ok terus sayang lab race :') </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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