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Friday, December 26, 2008

When u don't kNo' what the H*** arE yoU!!!

So harD. . . even... complicated to explaining sometHing aboUt YouRselF...

It seems walking in the air.

sometimes. . y0u don't kno' whO u aRe.. but fRankLy. . . You kNo' yours. . .

AlrighT. . . yoU suppose to Learn moRe 'boUt these CRUEL WORLD!!!

yoU nevEr kNo' exactLy what reasoN whY do you so sHattEreD like tHis???

is it u.. or someone else???!!

In this casE, You almOst can't conTroL urSelF. uR emoTion, uR moutH, uR minD.. all of then .. out of uR contRoL. u just make a shelter. u just wanna make a protEctiOn For uRselF. . . ur BROKEN SOUL!!!


u was huRt inside. . . and no one kneW 'bouT it. ANd u covered all by all of the PERFECTION. And u thOught It faILed..


ay ay ay.. boy oH boY. . . . You haD a WOrST 'PAST'


Let uS searChing For ANOTHER PERFECTION . . . .. . . .


U neEd FrienD..... one... two.. 777 guYs . . .


Mr. Khalil Gibran Will explain to yOU How frIendshIp maKes a Changing in Ur liFe. . .


you are going to Read it....



Your friend is your needs answered.
He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving.
And he is your board and your fireside.
For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace.


When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay."
And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart;
For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed.
When you part from your friend, you grieve not;
For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.
And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit.
For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught.


And let your best be for your friend.
If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also.
For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill?
Seek him always with hours to live.
For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness.
And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.


this worLd, frienDs. . . is a Journey. . .

and it might be stopped. and begin by a starting

Through walkaway to find a finish line

it will be finded on the top of ur life



and this life is a game...

When will u stop it???



LOSE... or WIN???





"nyiT"


2 comments:

Flamintss said...

apa siiih yum???

jangan pake bahasa nenek moyangQ donk...
ga ngerti...
hihihi

Unknown said...

halo teh... met thn bru.. mga thn 2009 jdi titik balik bagi perjuangan teteh dlm hdup...