hai SeMuaaaaaaaa............

Assalamualaikumm.... hai semua...apa kabo???huhuhuhu dah lama sgt2 kas x menaip kt blog nie..sorry laaa blog nie mmg dh usang,,hehehhe niat dihati nk delete jew blog nie coz skrg ssah sgt nk spent masa utk menjenguk blog nie..hehehe..tp m
engenangkan bnyk kisah2 yg penuh dgn seribu satu kenangan jadi...fkir2 x jadi lah..coz ble sy rindukan kenangan lama sy pasti sy akan bukak blog nie dan cri kisah2 dlu..huhhuuu...dlu time student lain skrg dh keje semuanyaa dah brubah..kdg2 tergelak sorg2 ble bce entry2 yg lepas...huhuhu....apa2 pun selamat dtg ke blog saya kepada sesiapa saja yg bru first time msuk ke blog nie...SELAMAT DATANG KE BLOG YG ENTAH PAPE NIE!!!!!huhuhuhu..by the way...this is me...and its me lah...ngee ngee...sorry blog sy mmg x menarik (jemah mengaku ok)and penulisan disini sgt teruk(bm kdg2 jew lulus)and apa lg erk...eh bnyk laaa....pape pon hope korg sudi tinggalkan apa2 komen yg anda rasa nk komen..komen jew..kas trima seadaanya...so happy readings here ok!!!ok laa....balik time!!!bye2(sambil kerja kita berblog sib baek bos xde hehehhehe)bye...and one more things..dont forget to follow me...

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“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.

Suddenly I didn’t know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly. She didn’t seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn’t talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn’t love her anymore. I just pitied her!

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.

The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn’t have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.

In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn’t want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month’s time and she didn’t want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.

This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month’s duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.

I told Jane about my wife’s divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.

My wife and I hadn’t had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don’t tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn’t looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me. On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn’t tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.

She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.

Suddenly it hit me… she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.

Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it’s time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.

But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn’t noticed that our life lacked intimacy. I drove to office…. jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind…I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.

She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won’t divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn’t value the details of our lives, not because we didn’t love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart. Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I’ll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.

That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed -dead. My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push through with the divorce.— At least, in the eyes of our son—- I’m a loving husband….

The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.

So find time to be your spouse’s friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

If you don’t share this, nothing will happen to you.

If you do, you just might save a marriage. Many of life’s failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.

...permulaan tahun baru...

Assalamualaikumm..hai semua..apa kbo????huhuuhuuhu rasanyaa..x lmbt lg kot ,,bru lepas chinese new year kot,,,hehehhe selamat tahun baru 2014 and happy chinese new year...lame jgak x tgok blog nie..

biasalah..skrg nie sibuk sikit..kerja semakin bertambah-tambah...masa rehat x menentu..so lama jgak laa x menaip and satu lagi xde idea nk share apa kn...so mcm biasa laa..sy kn suka post gmbr..cuma nk bgtau yg sy cuba sedaya upaya untuk menjadi seorang yg sabar and tabah dalam menghadapi setiap dugaan hidup..jadi ble kerja semakin bertambah nie..ofcourse kurang masa dgn family..jadi di cuti raya cina ini sy telah menghabiskan sepenuh masa sy dgn family and kwn2...sronok sgt2..and all my tension is gone...xde stress kerja yg ade hanya hilai tawa,,mereka...sy sebenarnya..rindu dgn mereka-mereka semua..yelah skrg nk jmpa pun ssah...ble ade mase untuk berkumpul tu..mmg merupakan satu anugerah yg tak ternilai buat sy...untuk keluarga dan kawan-kawan..SAYA SAYANG KORG SEMUA...MUAAHHHHH

....Aku rindu dia...

Assalamualaikumm...slmt ptg semua....hari nie..rasa nk menaip plak

ermmmm...tetiba rasa sdih,sayu rindu,kecewa,semua bercampur aduk skali...

ssah nk dilluahkan tapi aku masih berharap dgn menaip disini sekurangnya dpt laaaa ilang sedikit rasa itu semua

entahlaaaa....tahun 2013 nie begitu bnyk dugaan yg aq dpt.....dan dugaan terbesar skali ialah ibunda tercinta pulang ke pangkuan ilahi pada 1 february yang lalu,setelah aku kehilangan dia,aku rasa seakan separuh jiwaku mati...aku masih bisa tersenyum di hadapan semua org tapi mereka x thu apa yang aku rasakan....

aku rindu

senyumanya,hilai tawanya

senyuman yang begitu ikhlas utk ku

hanya dia yg selalu disisi 

di saat aku jatuh ,di saat aku sedih,disaat aku gembira

dialah insan yg sentiasa bersama..

mendengar suaranya aku jadi gembira

melihat wajahnya aku jadi bahagia yang tak terhingga...

dia yg tak pernah jemu menghadapi segala kerenahku

dia yg slalu memahami apa yg ku rasakan

hanya dia...

cuma dia...

tapi skrg....dia dah xde

dia dh tinggalkan aku

dia pergi meninggalkan semua

hanya dia tinggalkan hanyalah sebuah kenangan

dan satu pesanan

anak-anakku,jangan sesekali meninggalkan solatmu,jaga tutur bicaramu dan adabmu bila berbicara dengan org yg lebih tua...

ingat anak-anakku...jgn tinggal solatmu,,

emak...walaupon kau sudah 9 bln kau meninggalkan kami

tapi seakan semalam aku merasai pelukanmu ciuman mu...

Ya Allah..tempatkan lah arwah ibuku...di tempat org2 yg beriman..

ampuni dosanya..dan angkatlah darjatnya di sisimu Ya allah...

semoga dia Tenang disana....amin..

Bukit Broga

     Assalamualaikumm...hai semua slmt pg...wahhhhhhhhh....dah lama aku x menaip...maaf laa kwn2 skrg sibuk sgt2 dengan kerja huhuhuhu...dah lama x kongsi cerita dengan korg...huhu..korang semua apa kabo????sihat???....

ary nie kas nk share pengalaman kas mendaki bukit .Bukit broga nie terletak di semenyih kira2 40km dr umah kas laa  Bukit broga nie jugak dikenali sebagai bukit Lalang...

.. ...sepanjang hidup kas itu kali pertama kas smpai kt punjak bukit tu..MasyaAllah..cantik sungguh penorama atas bukit tu..mmg berbaloi dgn dugaan yg perlu dihadapi ketika mendaki bukit tersebut..perhhhhhhh mencabar kot..actuallly kas nie gayat org nyew..dah bila kne pksa daki ,,nk mengalir air mata jugak laa sbb dia punya nk smpai tu perhhhh dah laa lereng bukit dia curang,,kas nie dh lme x exercise..beberapa kali jugak laa brenti sebelom smpai punjak dia...hehehhe.

apa yg mencabar kas adalah,kas and 3 org lagi member cadang nk mendaki pg tp trpksa cancel cz ujan lebat gilew malam tu so ktaorg ingat dh cancel..alih2 member yg sorg nie call waktu tu dh pkul 2 ptg..dia kte xpe kita daki ptg..

alhamdulillah cuaca sewaktu kami smpai tu redup dan nyaman jew..so bermula laa pengembaraan kas mendaki bukit tu...sdikit jew nk smpai kew punjak kas punya kas tertanggal...waktu kas btul2 berada tgh2 cerung lereng bukit tu..masa tu Allah jew yg thu prasaan kas tambah plak dgn gayat..pehhhh..menakutkan....tp alhamdullillah..kas tenangkan dri dlu,baiki kasut pelan2 daki blik cz kas dh xleh trun sbb ckit lg nk smpai...

dan ble smpai jew ats punjak itu subhanaallah...indah sungguh ciptaan mu ya Allah...kalu korg nk thu cmne korg daki sendri bukit tu bru korg tau...baru dduk x smpai setgah jam...cuaca sudaa mulai brubah,,,awan mendung kelabu menandakan mau ujan..kas brenti kt punjak first jew  cz dh x larat...kwn kas yg dua org lagi dh pie pnjat punjak kedua...smbil2 tggu diorg trun..hujan yg mula2  trun kenyai2 tetiba menjadi lebat..dh laa xde pape utk berlindung kami main laa ujan ats bukit tu..angin pon kuat...tp kas rasa sronok sgt..pengalaman kot bermain ujan di punjak bukit...


kami terpaksa turun kebawah dlm keadaan ujan lebat dan angin yg kuat..mmg bnyk cabaran dan dugaan yg kami semua hadapi ketika nk turun dr bukit tu..tp x sikit pon patah semangat kami semua...

inshaa Allah lau suatu hari nanti kas pasti akan smpai lagi kt punjak bukit broga tu lagi....

kiSah aku dan MeRekA.... :P

Assalamualaikumm.....hai kwn2 ku..pe kbo...wahhh...dh lme x menaip ..huhuhu maklomlah..sibuk sgt..tp mlm nie rasa rindu sgt nk tekan keyboard2 nie,,,hehehehe...korg semua apa kbo pe citer...sihat x???dh mlm lom??hehehhe...makan itu wajib yew...utk kenyang hehehehe.....

hurmmm,,,,pejam celik pejam celik...sahari lg genaplah setahun aq hbis belajar hehehhe...rindu laa time2 blaja dlu,,,bnyk kenangan terindah...yg berlaku...mse study dlu...huhuhu antaranya..

nie gmbr kwn2 ku beraya di terengganu...tine nie,,mmg best sgt2,,dan time nie jugakk laa aq mkn sampai xde ruang lgsung,,dlm perut aq...

hah..gmbr2 kt atas nie..plak time bulan puasa tp dh lupaa daa sem brape...mmg sronok sgt cz dpt berbuka bersama-sama...lebih2 lg dgn kekawan yg sekepala....akn ku ingat time aq disumbat dgn mknan dgn sudu tu....

haaaaaaaaaaaaaa,,,inilah kijew kami ble lecture xde...hehehhe kami mmg sukew bergmbr,,huhuhu

hahhahahha...gmbr diatas nie plak..hurmm urmm haaaa,,,mse nie aq sem last pratikal kt temerloh...haaa gmbr posing rmai2 tu adalah member2 dr kkm dan jugak uitm...dan gmbr buat cookies..tu urmm,,,,oww mse buat final projels utk peads.haaaa...kami buat cookies dgn knk2 tu...mmg sgt2 happening laa time tu...

hehehhehe..nie gmbr time berbuka puasa TCK..geng2 ku rindunyaaa nk berbuka mcm nie,,hurmmm,,,,,

nie time kuar pie main bowling..huhuhu kebetulan jmpa ngan angry bird

dan gmbr-gmbr diayas nie plak ialah gmbr2 dinner tck...dan hari last kami bergelar..student diploma,,,,huhuhu..kwn-kwn kenangan ini akan aq simpan smpai ble2..


p/s : kepada semua kwn2  kas nak mintak maaf bnyk2 sekiranya...waktu kita bersama..kas bnyk sakitkan hati korg kew,,,selalu kacau korg ke,,kas mintak maaf bnyk2....kas selalu rindukan kenangan antara kita.....semoga kita akan kembali bersatu seperti dlu