May 16, 2009

AF7 Finale: Who will win?

Salam.

credited: klubbkidd

I would like to see Hafiz win. He has done consistently well this season. So i think he deserved to win. Although I love Akim and vote for him more than Hafiz, but i know he wont win. Based on current votes, its hard dowh! Akim has improved the most and i believe he can survive out there..do your best guys!



AFUNDI AKIM...AFUNDI HAFIZ..

p/s: Everyone can win. You know what to do.. Every vote counts!

Wassalam.

May 14, 2009

I'm going to..

I'm going to smile
and make you think i'm happy
I'm going to laugh
so you don't see me cry
I'm going to let you in style
and even if it kills me-
I'm going to smile... =)

May 9, 2009

Ibu...engkau ratu hatiku..

Salam.

Ibu...Angah pasti ibu tahu yang Angah sayang ibu sangat-sangat. Semoga ibu sentiasa berbahagia disamping ayah dan anak-anak ibu. Angah doakan ibu sihat selalu dan dirahmati-Nya, di dunia dan di akhirat. AMIN.

I dedicate this poem to my beloved mother. I LOVE U..MOM!!

From the time i was little and then as i grew
I had to run so fast and hard to keep up with you
Now i thank you Ibu
Cause you are always there whenever i need you
Thanks a lot Ibu
for always helping me
Strive to be everything that i should be
I thank you again Ibu
for showing me how to have fun
You made work seem like play
but you always got it done..

I feel i must state
When it comes to mothers
I think you are great
I hope that i honor you in everyway
Because you are truly
The queen of my day..

I love you Ibu..
You bring smiles my way
You always want to show
How much you really care
I love you Ibu..
And i just want to say
You are the greatest mother..anywhere..

ANGAH SAYANG IBU..
SELAMAT HARI IBU..
SEMOGA BAHAGIA SELALU..

Wassalam.

May 6, 2009

Confused!!

Salam.


Every time steps are taken, moves are made..lil something will come up. The road, the path that I took before seemed to be nothing, priceless, useless. I fell to the ground after the breezy wind touched me. I used to be strong. But, why do I keep falling?? I’ve drowned myself in this confusing land. I’m barely breathing, tears shedding. No one can help me out except my own self. I tell myself to move on, to fly up high and to forget the lil secret in the past, lil darkness that colored my days now. But what is said means nothing. I’m here, still. I’m awake in my sleep and dead in my wakeful days. I’m gay on the surface, but blood keep dropping in this wounded-heart of mine. I cried silently.

I want this thing to stop. It has to stop. But why do I keep myself hoping to hit the jackpot which seems to be so blurry or something that never meant to happen. Why this dream does appear in mind whenever I try to leave it behind?? Why do these eyes see the same face, the same lovely person that my heart craves so much? Why do these ears listen to the songs that remind me to the old memories? Why do these fingers feel so good that is so fast to type the alphabets, creating some beautiful-sounded words? I understand myself, the needs, the hope, the faith. I thought it’s going to be so easy, but the fact; Nope, dearie friends. I failed to.

Dear Almighty Allah..do listen to my prayers. Give me a stronger back to face what is destined.. AMIN.

Wassalam.