Sunday, 3 May 2009

SAYA SUKA...

Yang Menjalankan Tugas AyuTimah at 23:46

Fifi..i think this thing is very interesting..so that, ia membuatkan aku nak curik entry ini dan tampal kat blog aku..lalala..aku tak pedulik..aku curik gak..

 

TWELVE:
You talk with him/her late at night and when you go to bed you still think of him/her.

 

(lalala..aku suke yg ni)

ELEVEN:
You walk really slowly when you are with him/her.


(macam tak betul je..jalan laju pasal neves..hee~~)

TEN:
You don't feel Ok when he/she is far away.

(uhuk2..ini mungkin akan berlaku kepada aku sedikit masa lagik..aduh..)

NINE:
You smile when you hear his/her voice.


(tak kot..neves ade la..)

EIGHT:
When you look at him/her,you do not see other people around you.You see only him/her.


(Nampak je org lain because I can’t properly look straight at him.. I can’t help it when there is a “charge” that tickling in the air)

SIX:
He/She is everything you want to think.


(lalalala..no komen)

FIVE:
You realise that you smile every time you look at him/her.


(when I look at him from the distance mungkin la..dekat2 xde maknenye nak senyum..lalala)

FOUR:
You would do anything to see him/her.


(hahaha..tidak segila itu lagi)

THREE:
While you have been reading this, there was a person in your mind all the time.
(hahaha..gosh!..i can’t denied it)

TWO:
You've been so busy thinking of that person that you didn't notice that number SEVEN is missing.


(Yes..When I read this thing for a first time, I can’t recall that I’m actually didn’t realise that SEVEN is missing..hee~~)


ONE:
You are going to check above if that's true and now you are silently laughing to yourself.

 

(hahaha..gelak je la..)

 

4 NASIHAT:

F.Aminurrashidd said...

aku x gelak sebab aku pasan awal.. ahahaha~

aku seorang Temah said...

ahh..takde2..ko tipu... ko mesti xprasan pon..ko saje tipu..lalala...

F.Aminurrashidd said...

x baek mentipoo.. ahahaha~

aku seorang Temah said...

ye la tu...(sambil bersiul2)

 

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