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Thursday, April 24, 2008

TO ALL GIRLS:

PLEASE. PLEASE. BLOODY HELL PLEASE! POLISH UP YOURSELF! I took the bus home today and these 4 Malay girls boarded the bus 2 stations after me. They looked pretty and all (minus their overrated trimmed eyebrows). BUT, yes there is always a but. MY GOD. They're vocabulary was disgustingly limited. DEAR GOD. They should be given the award for Most Attention Seeking Woman(Women) Alive. I just kept my head low, avoiding eye contact, 'cuz I knew a look into my eye would give away every single furious thought that were racing through my head.

At this moment in time, many of us girls my think that the opposite sex are attracted to extremely outspoken, loud, outgoing girls. Think again. Sure they'll like you now. But you think they want the mother of their children to be some wild monkey? Forget it. Polish up ah. POLISH UP DARN WELL.

PS. Jangan terasa ah sebab ni post adalah reminder untuk Fariha juga. And those who have kept their dignity and had always 'jual mahal', you deserve a Nobel Prize. Keep it up and you will definitely have a good life ahead.

Was in raged but now C.B.B.
-Farie Rose!

--- *Reiha@4:00 PM ---



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Nur Fariha; The Light Of Happiness


Farie Rose. Jargon to many, still loved by many. And has only one principle in life. SMILE (:

Beautiful is the light of happiness,
Tainted by sadness,
The light shall not be,
In it's purest form it shall shine
Bringing hope to people it certainly shall.

Tale of The Heart


To meet,
To love,
To know,
To part – that is the saddest tale of the human heart.

When two hearts meet,
One would blush,
One would grin,
One would steal glances,
In hope to find love.

When the two hearts love,
Nothing in the world seemed wrong,
Nothing others said matter,
Nothing could part them,
Only loves' warmth kept it going.

When the hearts begin to know,
Doubts began to rise,
Tension began to rise,
Confusion began to rise,
Yet clinging on to the past comforted it.

And when the hearts part,
Dreams are shattered,
Tears are shed,
Despair took its toll,
Leading one back to where she began.

To meet before love.
To love before know.
To know and hope to not part again.

-Nur Fariha

Gibberish

Memoir

September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
April 2008

Vinculum


*amira(: izakechik abang rhel(: dan-cinghero ernieza fadillah faddy(: fiza fara(: fitriah iylia jan jannah kak farahin(: kak feika kak syida adeq ayil mal lin giler(: lynne nabillah nanavodka raudhah tirmidizi(: zaidah zara
FRIEDSTER
Teater Tari Era
Siti Nurhaliza <33
Norfasarie
Hyrul Anuar
Hafiz As'ari
Mr.Wong & Ms.Sim

Kudos

illusionation