2.40 am.......every1 is different.....

it's now 2.41 am...

n im not sleepy....

i have lots of works 2 do......

submission date is nearing....

i havent do anytg yet....

n im still blogging....

my motto as a student....

"do every work perfectly, even if i take million years 2 finish...."

my motto as a human being...

work + entertainment = a normal Me...

then....

my student's motto + my human being motto = .....

a hectic student life...

huh???

it is bcoz....if i study without me enjoying every bit of my life.....

then i'll bcom not normal....

at 1 point during me studying....

i'll only think of tv....internet...my love letters (my fav book...)

n at 1 point of me entertainment meself....

i'll think of my works....

thus...

i hav 2 make my life equal 2 achieve my motto....

then, as a conclusion...

i took time 2 finish my work....i took time 2 entertain meself....

N...d most important conclusion i've ever made is...

my frens' impression on me is " SHE IS LAZY"....

i know im not lazy....

but im DIFFERENT....

every1 is different....

if u think we're totally d same, then we're twins....

but im not ur twins....

then....accept wat i am....who i am...

peace.........

2day.....

now in studying 4 ethnobio coz i have mdtm later dis day....

but im not studyin like her above....

all i know bout ethnobio is....

human + knowledge + animal + plant = medicine

wah.....good kn...

no need then to c doctors.....

 hehe......

today's lesson: no procrastination.....

punya sandi sy ni hr n kmarin...

2la btangguh keja punya psl....bkn psl sy x tau mcmn mau bt....

n bkn jua psl 2 keja ssh...

tp sy yg mau enjoy...

a.k.a malas la 2 kn....

huhu...

skrg la mau bt report, skrg la mau study, n skrg la pla skit....

combination yg i lyk sgt2....a.k.a plng benci...

nsib bdn la....

da byk keja sy tangguh c2 la jua camre tgl d rmh...

astaga....

skrg myusahkn lg org2 d rmh...

nsb la jua dorg tolng...

n skrg ada da gmbr ku...

ffuuhh....slamat jua assignment aku....

moral of d story, jan la btangguh....

ada ja keja knn mau sdh aku ni bt...

nemau lg btangguh...

tgk mcm skrg, byk mau bt on d same tym brg tgl...

sendri jua ssh ni...

apa2 pun kmu prasan ka? da la byk keja kn smpt lg ni bloggin...

hehe....

bloggin kn nda mau ketinggalan...

ok la...cau cincau lu....mau bt asignment...

Avril Lavigne - Goodbye

Goodbye Goodbye
Goodbye my love
I can't hide Can't hide
Can't hide what has come
I have to go I have to go
I have to go and leave you alone
But always know always know
Always know that I love you so
I love you so I love you so Oh

Goodbye brown eyes
Goodbye for now
Goodbye sunshine
Take care of yourself
I have to go I have to go
I have to go and leave you alone
But always know always know
Always know that I love you so
I love you so oh I love you so Oh

La lullaby Distract me with your eyes
La lullaby
La lullaby Help me sleep tonight
La lullaby (la lullaby la lullaby)
I have to go I have to go
I have to go and leave you alone
But always know always know
Always know that I love you so
I love you so (Goodbye) (Lullaby)
I love you so (Goodbye) (Lullaby)
I love you so (Goodbye) (Lullaby)
I love you so (Goodbye) (Lullaby)
I love you so I love you so

Goodbye brown eyes
Goodbye my love

sun, 6th march 2011, a day wit train...

shortest route train in sabah is back........lai lai lai.....kta nek tren........

di jd kn cerita, sis ku bw nek....then bgun la aku ni awl pg...........huhu ( my mom says "c afen mau bgun awl pg? pcayala aku"....) well mom, ur youngest daughter ni confirm la tdo lmbt bgun lmbt.....but on certain occasion, i can ba get up early....hehe knn la....attend lecture pun mau hbs ba batry hp gara2 alarm yg blik2 kna snooze....bgus lg kna snooze kdg2 kna off then t'escape lecture coz tlajak tdo...aassttaaggaa melalut da sy....

ok back to tren....

ma famly n i r xcited ba tgu tren....ticketin line fffuuuhhhhh longer than lashes wearin maybelline.......pppsssttt ma anak buah kn trus kuar ba pondan dia gra2 tgu tren from kimanis to papar....

 

 

 

boboy n kadip....b'au2 dorg

then, d tren arrived n 4got to snap pics......malu bei.....byk org.....inside d tren, my sis n her son, totally deeply focus wit outside view.........wawa kn......

kkal n mommy.....

next.....is cam-whore-ing............well u r in a tren 4 an hour w/out doin nothin instead of sittin n chattin....then, if u r not takin pic of u then its a waste........empuk kn 2 krusi d tren....(=.=) slesa tdo.....murah jua tambang.......huhu nada kaitan kn dgn cam-whore-ing....but i dun care coz i knw u didnt care oso can.........

glue-ing my head wit d glass......n bcum a cup....

we r forcin our muscle 2 smile coz it was freeeeeezin cold....lyk hell be-fren wit an ice.....huh??

me n kkal.....

again me n kkal...but dis tym he wan 2 escape but me wan 2 kidnap him....hahaha

n dat goes my lil xperience......my famly plan - go 2 beaufort by train dis comin saturday.......im lookin 4ward wit it....n more pics r waitin 2 b snap.........

my week.....wit love.....

monday: went to class.........n go back home...

tuesday: no class........stay at home......

wednesday: evening got class.....so morning back 2 uni.....

thursday: full wit classes.....if possible evening will be goin  home....so no need 2 stay in hostel.....

friday: freedom....no class at ol....so stay in front of t.v.....mayB la...if not, then lock myself up in my bedroom doin pile of works.......

weekend: heaven lo....t.v....eatin homemade meals.....oooooooohhhhhhhh not 2 4get dat yesterday's pile of works.....sigh.......n on9.....fb-ing....bloggin.....

*n dat goes my week....so wats urs?

no matter wat our week is - simple, boring, hectic, etc - there will owez have ways 4 us 2 face n re-do it again n again.....

avril - i love you

La la

La la la la

La la

La la la la

I like your smile

I like your vibe

I like your style

But that’s not why I love you

And I, I like the way

You’re such a star

But that’s not why I love you

Hey

Do you feel, do you feel me?

Do you feel what I feel, too?

Do you need, do you need me?

Do you need me?

[chorus]

You’re so beautiful

But that’s not why I love you

I’m not sure you know

That the reason I love you is you

Being you

Just you

yeah the reason I love you is all that we’ve been through

And that’s why I love you

La la

La la la la

La la

La la la la

I like the way you misbehave

When we get wasted

But that’s not why I love you

And how you keep your cool

When I am complicated

But that’s not why I love you

Hey

Do you feel, do you feel me?

Do you feel what I feel, too?

Do you need, do you need me?

Do you need me?

[chorus]

You’re so beautiful

But that’s not why I love you

And I’m not sure you know

That the reason I love you is you

Being you

Just you

Yeah the reason I love you is all that we’ve been through

And that’s why I love you

Yeah – Oh.

Oh.

Even though we didn’t make it through

I am always here for you

You

Hey

Do you feel, do you feel me?

Do you feel what I feel, too?

Do you need, do you need me?

Do you need me?

[chorus]

You’re so beautiful

But that’s not why I love you

I’m not sure you know

That the reason I love you is you

Being you

Just you

Yeah the reason I love you is all that we’ve been through

And that’s why I love you

La la

La la la la (oh oh)

La la

La la la la (That’s why I love you)

La la

La la la la (oh oh)

La la

La la la la (That’s why I love you)

Lord Byron to Countess Guiccioli, 25th August 1819

Lord Byron

Countess Guiccioli

My dearest Teresa,

          I have read this book in your garden. My love, you were absent, or else I could not have read it. It is a favourite book of yours, and the writer was a favourite friend of mine. You will not understand these English words, and others will not understand them…which is the reason I have not scrawled then in Italian. But you will recognize the handwriting of him who passionately loved you, and you will divine that, over a book which was yours, he could only think of love.

          In that word, beautiful in all languages, but most in yours – amor mio – is compared my existence here and hereafter, to what purpose you will decide, my destiny rests with you, and you are a woman, seventeen years of age, and two out of a convent, I wish you had stayed there, with all my heart, or at least, that I had never met you in your married state. But all this is too late; as if you did so, which last is a great consolation at all events.

          But I more than love you and cannot cease to love you. Think of me sometimes, when the Alps and ocean divide us, but they never will, unless you wish it.

Byron.