paku n kawan.... apekah??

hrni aku ngan cekYot bwat keje kaler2!
best kn cekYot??
ko potong polistren n aku kaler1
hahahahahha

actually, kteorg bwat backdrop utk upcoming event.
so kne la kaler2 urup2 nye.

so pas siap sume tuh,aku pn dok la dpn comp aku ni.
(ecececececece! mcm comp sndiri je kn?? cheYot, ko nye turn gne comp pas lunch!)
dh lame dh rasenye aku x check yahoomail aku.
ye ar, time praktikal ni gne gmail je, urusan rasmi la katekan.

bukak je ymail, hambik ko!
blambak2 email pasal facebook!
comment la, nicknames la, tagged la!
ajak perang2 gne kapal pn ade!!
(ni keje dak umah aku kay! ske nooo main kapal gne fb aku! mainla incik Mut!)

tp tetibe je aku tertarik ngan forwarded email dr.. errrr.. membe aku rasenye.
ntah, aku xsure sape yg forward!
hahahahahha
email die tu sgt best!! sgt meaningfull!!
its about FRIENDS!
ni emailnye:

NAIL IN THE FENCE

Make sure you read all the way down to the last sentence.
(Most importantly the last sentence)

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper.
His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.

The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.
Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down.

He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Finally the ! day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.
He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence

He said,

"You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.

When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one.

You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.

It won't matter how many times you say "I'm sorry", the wound is still there.

A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one.

Friends are very rare jewels, indeed.

They make you smile and encourage you to succeed.

They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us."

hmm.....

FRIENDS.....

at this moment, i hardly cant believe the word "FRIEND''!

nape ek?

sbb banyak mende yg blaku, bwat aku ilang kepercayaan kt kawan2.

tp bukan sume...

but one thing dat i learned, jgn jadi baik sgt!!

kepentingan diri kne jage gak!

peace =)