HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER MONSTER , HAPPY BIRTHDAY LADY GAGA! :D

SINCE TODAY IS MOTHER MONSTER BIRTHDAY.. I WANT TO WISH .. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER MONSTER.. YOU TEACH ME NOT TO WISH.. BUT YOU TEACH HOPE... YOU TEACH ME TO BE ME.. NOT TO BE SOMEONE.. YES.. I BE ME ... I LISTEN TO WHAT YOU SAY. I'M YOUR BIG FANS.. :D I'M YOUR #1FAN. I BORN TO LOVE YOU MOTHER MONSTER.. ONCE AGAIN.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LADY GAGA @ HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOTHER MONSTER.. :D PAW UPS!


BORN THIS WAY!


It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up
'cause you were born this way, baby


[Verse:]
My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir


"There's nothing wrong with loving who you are"
She said, "'Cause he made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up girl and you'll go far,
Listen to me when I say"


[Chorus:]
I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way
Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way


[Post-chorus:]
Oh there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way
Oh there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track, baby
I was born this way


Don't be a drag ‒ just be a queen [x3]
Don't be!


[Verse:]
Give yourself prudence
And love your friends
Subway kid, rejoice your truth
In the religion of the insecure
I must be myself, respect my youth


A different lover is not a sin
Believe capital H-I-M (Hey hey hey)
I love my life I love this record and
Mi amore vole fe yah (Love needs faith)


[Repeat chorus + post-chorus]


[Bridge:]
Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're Lebanese, you're orient
Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied, or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'cause baby you were born this way


No matter gay, straight, or bi,
Lesbian, transgendered life,
I'm on the right track baby,
I was born to survive.
No matter black, white or beige
Chola or orient made,
I'm on the right track baby,
I was born to be brave.


[Repeat chorus + post-chorus]


[Outro/refrain:]
I was born this way hey!
I was born this way hey!
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way hey!
I was born this way hey!
I was born this way hey!
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way hey!


[Fade away:]
Same DNA, but born this way.
Same DNA, but born this way.

BORN THIS WAYS SONG CHANGE ME A LOT... ITS REMIND ME THAT I'M BORN THIS WAY.. SO I NEED TO ACCEPT IT.. THANKS GAGA.. I LOVE YOU.. HAPPY 26 BIRTHDAY LADY GAGA..  I DON'T CARE WHAT PEOPLE SAY TO YOU .. I ALWAYS LOVE YOU! PAW'S UPS MOTHER MONSTER.. :D 

SONG FOR YOU MOTHER MONSTER.. 

HAPPY 26TH BIRTHDAY! :D

SINCERE, LITTLE MONSTER.. DAPHNE RAMUNAI! :D

Friend Forever.. :D

FRIEND FOREVER....... ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 

• Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Just walk beside me and be my friend. ~Albert Camus  

• Friendship... is not something you learn in school. But if you haven't learned the meaning of friendship, you really haven't learned anything. ~Muhammad Ali 

Time Flies Faster.. I wish I still in form 5.. :) but its okay.. Life need To go on! :) Okay.. as I say in my twitter.. That tonight, I'm gonna share about my friendship.. I mean, our friendship.. Lets Start.. :) Okay.. Its Begun with 4 friend that has been friend Since they were form 1.. but not that close.. but.. 2 of 4 ..are best friend since form 1.. its me and Jenny.. Jenny and I friend since we're form 1.. :) then when it comes to 2010.. They have passed there PMR and Have place in the same.. Start from that, They begun a new friendshiip .. and become Best Friend.. :) They smile , laugh and etc with each other.. :) 

Prech, Daph, Jen and Aefa.. 

 ( taken on 13 July 2010 )

THIS IS US! We fight, Laugh, cry and etc.. But we Still Be Friend Forever.. :) We do make each other mad or what ever but we still friend.. on that year.. they have been Best Friend Until Now.. :D That Girl Who name Phrech, her nick name is BEM BEM.. The Girl Who Hold the HP is me.. My nick Name is... Of course Daph.. popular nama ia.. haha XP. then Girl Who lean on my back  is Jenny and The one who sit In front of Jenny is Aefa.. :) I miss them.. :3 hehe.. time flies fast.. I wish I can Hang out with them like before.. I wish so... :( actually.. i will not share everything about us.. If you know us. Then you'll know.. but If you don't know us.. Just forget about it.. :) Peace No war..  and Now.. We just like sister..

Jenny is The older one, I'm second older , Phrech the third one and Aefa is the youngest one.. :) 

Btw.. you can't broke our Friendship.. otherwise.. Karma will beat you back.. yeah....I believe in Karma DOe...! XP haha.. I miss all of you.. :( Now, I have No Idea.. But I'll Try my best... :3 hehe.. okay la.. Time to share our Picture.. :D But wait.. actually, we Have And Extra Friend.. I wont Forget about you Adik (Nur Amirah Fazira )  and hawa.. :) Friend forever Yea.. Miss you all.. 


Here You go.. Adik, Fiza and Hawa.. :3 

I miss Three of You too.. Friend forever.. :D

MEMORY OF HIGH SCHOOL ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

Me, Phrech, Aefa, Jenny and Meera ( Adik ) .. 

LETS PLAY WITH THE RAIN! 

AEFA, JENNY, ABU AND ADIK ( MEERA)

ME And Phrech!

CHILLING TIME . HAHA

ADDMATH TIME..

THE TEACHER IS INSIDE THE CLASS.. WE PLAY WITH THE RAIN! HAHA 

SITI HAWA, JENNY, MEERA AND ME.!! :D

LOL

I WONDER WHAT MICHEAL USE TO SHAMPOO HIS HAIR.. HHAA

KIDDING.. XP..

SHE'S STARING AT SOMEONE.. BUT CAN'T REMEMBER WHO!

The class is Flooding! lol.. :D

ME AND PRECH. 

ITS ON MY 17TH BIRTHDAY! :D

Aefa and Cornillia.

on my 17th birthday!

Phrech and Aefa..

( outing with Lan.. Had our lunch at McD Boluevard.. ) 

ME AND AEFA..

( OUTING WITH LAN A.K.A OUR BEST FRIEND AZLAN )

THATS ALL..

I CAN'T UPLOAD ALL OF OUR PICTURE..

ITS PRIVATE.. :D

UNTIL HERE ONLY! :D BYE!

Hey Hey Hey! XP

HEY READER!

HOW ARE YOU?

HOPE YOU'RE FINE! :D

LET ME SHARE YOU SOMETHING.. :D SOMETHING THAT NOT IMPORTANT TO YOU, NOT SPECIAL TO YOU BUT SPECIAL TO ME! :P OKAY... LETS START... WHO KNOWS HOW OLD I AM NOW??? 16? 17? 18? WRONG.. ALL WRONG.. ALL OF YOU ARE WRONG.. I'M 12.. WELL, YOU KNOW ME.. I'M FOREVER 12 LA.. KO NIH! XP... HAHAHA... I SEEM LIKE CHILDISH? :3 HOW COULD YOU? BTW THANKS.. :D OPPSS.... OUT OF TOPIC...

THIS YEAR.. I'M GONNA ENTER MY UNI LIFE .. :( WELL, IT BASED ON MY SPM RESULT. I HOPE GOD WILL LISTEN TO MY PRAY.. AMEN... I DID MY BEST ON SPM.. WHERE I'M GONNA CONTINUED MY STUDY? OF COURSE PENINSULAR MALAYSIA.. :D HEHE.. FAR FROM SARAWAK.. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? NAHH.. SARAWAK IS STILL AT MALAYSIA LA.. :) HEHE.. OKAY... I'M AFRAID OF UNI LIFE.. I'M AFRAID THAT I CANT MAKE FRIEND AND ETC.. I'M FRIENDLY, BUT A BIT SHY.. :) I'M AFRAID OF IT.. HOPE I'LL GET ALLOT OF FRIEND.. AMEN.. THEN, ASSIGNMENT? HOLLY SHIT.. I'M AFRAID OF IT.. HAHA.. WELL YOU KNOW, I'M A LAZY GIRL.. :3 TO BE HONEST, I NEVER DO MY HOMEWORK WHEN I WAS AT HIGH SCHOOL.. HAHA... I ALWAYS DO IT LAST MINUTES.. YOU KNOW ME.. I'M LAZY...  DUH.. WHO CARES.. BUT, I'M DILIGENTLY READING NOTE .. AND DO SOME REVISION AND MAKE SCORE A OR ANY BOOKS.. ;D.. THATS ME.. :) HOPE, I'LL GET MANY A'S.. AMEN.. :D 

AS I SAY.. I'M GONNA ENTER UNI LIFE RIGHT? HEHEHE.. WHAT COURSE I'M GONNA TAKE? ENGINEERING OF COURSE.. SKIP SKIP.. I'M GONNA ENTER UNI LIFE.. SO, I JUST BOUGHT ONE BOOKS THAT HAD 101 TRUE STORIES FROM KIDS WHO HAVE LIVE THROUGH IT.. I'M TO CURIOS... I WANNA KNOW HOWS UNI OR COLLEGE LIFE, SO , I BOUGHT THAT BOOKS.. 

I HOPE THAT BOOK INSPIRED ME NOT TO AFRAID TO ENTER UNI LIFE.. :D BTW, ITS FROM CHICKEN SOUP FOR SOUL... MY FAVORITE BOOK.. :D I LOVE IT.. LOL..

BOOK: CHICKEN SOUP FOR SOUL

TITTLE: TEENS TALK GETTING IN... TO COLLEGE

EXTRA THINGS : MY PENCIL CASE

NAME: ACTION FIGURE INC..( IGNORE IT)

THE BOOK!

NOW, I'M GONNA BE A NERD GIRL.. HAHA

NO..

IT WOULDN'T BE..

:D

OKAY BYE!

;D

I WANT TO WATCH WHAT MEN WANTS'..

BYE BYE! :(

Really Heart touching !

Really heart touching.........


I was walking around in a Big Bazar store making shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old..


TheCashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to me and asked: ''Uncle, are you sure I don't have enough money?''


I counted his cash and replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was still holding thedoll in his hand.


Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much . I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY.




I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this. My Sister has gone to be with God.. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister...''


My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my
picture with her so my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly..


I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''


'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.


The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!'




Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll
and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses.'




I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical
state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?


Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make
last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever...


The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.


Please DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE.


Now you have 2 choices:


1) Share this message, or


2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.


The value of a man or woman resides in what he or she gives, not in what they are capable of receiving.

Little Girl In The Park ( Guardian Angel )

Little Girl In The Park!

There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by.


She never tried to speak. She never said a word. Many people passed by her, but no one would stop. The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there. Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes.


Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl. For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone. As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl’s dress. It was grotesquely shaped. I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to speak to her.


Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different. As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare. As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly. She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form.


I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk. I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, “Hello.” The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a “hi”; after a long stare into my eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty.


I asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at me and with a sad face said, “Because, I’m different.” I immediately said, “That you are!”; and smiled. The little girl acted even sadder and said, “I know.”


“Little girl,” I said, “you remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent.”


She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and said, “Really?”


“Yes, you’re like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all people walking by.”


She nodded her head yes, and smiled. With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings to spread, then she said “I am.” “I’m your Guardian Angel,” with a twinkle in her eye.


I was speechless — sure I was seeing things.


She said, “For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is done.”


I got to my feet and said, “Wait, why did no one stop to help an angel?” She looked at me, smiled, and said, “You’re the only one that could see me,” and then she was gone.


And with that, my life was changed dramatically.


So, when you think you’re all you have, remember, your guardian angel is always watching over you. 

Mom And Son! :)

A woman came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting for her at the door.




SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?'




MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman.




SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?'




MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the woman said angrily.




SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?'


MUM: 'If you must know, I make $20 an hour.'




SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down.




SON: "Mummy, may I please borrow $5?"




The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.'




The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door...




The woman sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?




After about an hour or so, the woman had calmed down, and started to think:


Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $5 and he really didn't ask for money very often.The woman went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.


'
Are you asleep, son?' She asked.




'No Mummy, I'm awake,' replied the boy.


'
I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the woman. 'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the $5 you asked for.'


The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you Mummy!' he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.




The woman saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.


The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his mother.


'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the mother grumbled.


'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied.




'Mummy, I have $20 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.'




The mother was crushed. She put her arms around her little son, and she begged for his forgiveness.




It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do remember to share that $20 worth of your time with someone you love ♥

Read It.. Lesson In Life!

LESSON IN LIFE! 

My husband is an Engineer by profession, I love him for his steady nature, and I love the warm feeling when I lean against his broad shoulders.


Three years of courtship and now, two years into marriage, I would have to admit, that I am getting tired of it. The reasons of me loving him before, has now transformed into the cause of all my restlessness.


I am a sentimental woman and extremely sensitive when it comes to a relationship and my feelings, I yearn for the romantic moments, like a little girl yearning for candy. My husband, is my complete opposite, his lack of sensitivity, and the inability of bringing romantic moments into our marriage has disheartened me about love.


One day, I finally decided to tell him my decision, that I wanted a divorce.


“Why?” he asked, shocked. “I am tired, there are no reasons for everything in the world!” I answered. He kept silent the whole night, seems to be in deep thought with a lighted cigarette at all times. My feeling of disappointment only increased, here was a man who can’t even express his predicament, what else can I hope from him? And finally he asked me:” What can I do to change your mind?”


Somebody said it right, it’s hard to change a person’s personality, and I guess, I have started losing faith in him. Looking deep into his eyes I slowly answered : “Here is the question, if you can answer and convince my heart, I will change my mind, Let’s say, I want a flower located on the face of a mountain cliff, and we both are sure that picking the flower will cause your death, will you do it for me?” He said :” I will give you your answer tomorrow….” My hopes just sank by listening to his response.


I woke up the next morning to find him gone, and saw a piece of paper with his scratchy handwriting, underneath a milk glass, on the dining table near the front door, that goes…. My dear, “I would not pick that flower for you, but please allow me to explain the reasons further..” This first line was already breaking my heart. I continued reading.


“When you use the computer you always mess up the Software programs, and you cry in front of the screen, I have to save my fingers so that I can help to restore the programs. You always leave the house keys behind, thus I have to save my legs to rush home to open the door for you. You love traveling but always lose your way in a new city, I have to save my eyes to show you the way. You always have the cramps whenever your “good friend” approaches every month, I have to save my palms so that I can calm the cramps in your tummy.


You like to stay indoors, and I worry that you will be infected by infantile autism. I have to save my mouth to tell you jokes and stories to cure your boredom. You always stare at the computer, and that will do nothing good for your eyes, I have to save my eyes so that when we grow old, I can help to clip your nails, and help to remove those annoying white hairs. So I can also hold your hand while strolling down the beach, as you enjoy the sunshine and the beautiful sand… and tell you the color of flowers, just like the color of the glow on your young face… Thus, my dear, unless I am sure that there is someone who loves you more than I do… I could not pick that flower yet, and die.. ”


My tears fell on the letter, and blurred the ink of his handwriting… and as I continue on reading… “Now, that you have finished reading my answer, if you are satisfied, please open the front door for I am standing outside bringing your favorite bread and fresh milk… I rush to pull open the door, and saw his anxious face, clutching tightly with his hands, the milk bottle and loaf of bread….


Now I am very sure that no one will ever love me as much as he does, and I have decided to leave the flower alone…


MORAL LESSON: That’s life, and love. When one is surrounded by love, the feeling of excitement fades away, and one tends to ignore the true love that lies in between the peace and dullness.


Love shows up in all forms, even very small and cheeky forms, it has never been a model, it could be the most dull and boring form.. . flowers, and romantic moments are only used and appear on the surface of the relationship. Under all this, the pillar of true love stands… and that’s our life… Love, not words win arguments.

OHANA!

If my Blog......

that Should Be me!

that should be me!

Feel Jealous? ;3

I miss You so much! :(

Let Me takes Your Picture! :D

Hai!

Read It! :D

My Hearts Is Just For Him! :D

So Touched! It can make you cry!

HEY READER!

LET ME SHARE YOU SOMETHING.. :D JUST NOW.. I JUST READ DAPHNE CHARICE BLOG.. WELL, I'M ONE OF HER FOLLOWERS ON HER BLOG.. SO, I READ WHAT SHE POST BECAUSE HER POST IS AT MY DASHBOARD AND I LIKE ALL OF HER POST.. SUDDENLY, I SAW A POST ABOUT " WHERE FAMILY IS.. " AWW... SHE POSTED ABOUT SOLDIER LIFE ! :D.. I WATCHED ALL OF THE VIDEO! AND ONE OF THE VIDEO MAKE ME CRIED..HUHU.. I DON'T KNOW WHY..I THINK I MISS HIM! BUT FORGET ABOUT IT.. MOVE ON DAPH ( ME )! :D HERE YOU GO! VIDEO THAT MAKE ME CRY! ENJOY! 

U.S MARINE SURPISES HIS SISTER DURING COLLEGE GRADUATION CEREMONY!

SO TOUCHED! 

  


I WISH I HAVE A BROTHER LIKE SHE HAD... WELL, MY LITTLE BRO? WELL, WHAT CAN I SAY? WORST.. BUT HE STILL MY BRO.. SOMETIME WE FIGHT, TALK AND ETC.. BUT NOT OFTEN.. I DON'T KNOW WHY.. BECAUSE I HAVE MY OWN LIFE.. MY SISTER? OWH HELL YEAH.. SAME DOE.. SHE NOT AT HOME.. WELL, SHE'S CONTINUED HER STUDY.. BUT AT MIRI HERE.. SHE'S NOT OFTEN COME BACK HOME.. SHE STAY AT HOSTEL.. SAD.. SOMETIME, SHE WENT BACK HOME BUT SOMETIME NAH... AND SHE HAVE HER OWN LIFE .. DUH! SAME DO I... :D  WELL, WE'RE NOT RALLY LIKE OTHER SIBLING...ITS OKAY.. ONE DAY, WE'LL BE LIKE ONE! :D HOPE SO.. HEHE.. OKAY LA.. UNTIL HERE ONLY.. I HAVE NO MOOD TO UPDATE MY BLOG.. :D

Who we Are!

HEY!

ENJOY THIS SONG!

What I bought For Her ( MY FRIEND ) ? :D Happy Belated Birthday Teera! :D Hope You Like My Present! Not To cheap and Not to Expensive.. Just Medium!

HEY READER! :D 


What I bought For Her ( MY FRIEND ) ? :D Happy Belated Birthday Teera! :D Hope You Like My Present! Not To cheap and Not to Expensive.. Just Medium! Alfredo!

FOR YOU!

KELAK MEK BERI AGAK KTK.

OKAY! BYE!