tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1257929407218856572024-03-13T11:52:51.117+08:00LifeMuhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-29097966068014502862010-10-13T23:17:00.004+08:002010-10-13T23:48:00.269+08:00Anniversary.<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TLXRI5krJZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/N7WIGK9nqUU/s1600/cartoon-couple-rotated.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527554068490954130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TLXRI5krJZI/AAAAAAAAAkE/N7WIGK9nqUU/s400/cartoon-couple-rotated.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> its been 1 year & 11 month i'm with her, we been up & down. But we still together, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">still survive.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Hurmm.. thats just us, what makes us survive until? its because we love each other & nothing can separate us.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">HAPPY ANNIVERSARY 1 YEAR & 11 MONTH MY LITTLE PRINCESS</span>, :-*</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">( another 1 month its going to be <strong>2 years</strong> )</div></span><div align="center"></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-27891253631223163752010-08-08T17:50:00.005+08:002010-08-08T22:43:23.240+08:00Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan.<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TF5-JYs0UMI/AAAAAAAAAjk/F64f_0Gg54o/s1600/2008_0616Mahasarakham0021_lomo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502974494407676098" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TF5-JYs0UMI/AAAAAAAAAjk/F64f_0Gg54o/s320/2008_0616Mahasarakham0021_lomo.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Eyyy! Next week Bulan Puasa! Kepada semua umat Islam </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#33cc00;">Selamat Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan</span>! hehe.. rasa tak sabar pulak nk berpuasa, hehe..</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">eyh kejap? tahun lepas punya puasa dah ganti ke? DAH! haha.. Tahun ini raya bertemakan hitam & biru gelap, follow her colour, ;-). Balik kampung? i hope balik kampung, :-( tgk chances macam tak balik, cause the fifth day of raya saya FINAL! alamak tak feel raya, feel dgn nota NOT with duit raya ( dah besar padahal ) hehe.. act like a small children during raya. I want to collect my money so that i cant buy things that i always wanted to buy, starting with this coming raya, right? i hope so, hehe..</span>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-9521430968660944762010-07-13T00:14:00.008+08:002010-07-14T00:10:12.233+08:00Happy Aniversary 1 Year & 8 Month.<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDtBCpD7O0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/krXxZ85_KKM/s1600/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493055684146314050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDtBCpD7O0I/AAAAAAAAAjc/krXxZ85_KKM/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Happy Aniversary <span style="color:#33ff33;">1 Year & 8 Month's</span> <span style="color:#33ffff;">my baby!</span></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33ffff;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">It's been so long already baby, my love still with you, still for you baby. Eventho we having a lot fight but we still together baby. I'm happy for that, :) until now i can't imagine that u are mine ( please cubit me or something, hehe.. ) i always hope & wish that you going to stay with me b. I really do.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;">I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MY LITTLE PRINCESS. :-*</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">ITS BEEN!</span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">1 YEAR & 8 MONTH ! ( 20 MONTH'S ! )</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">356 + 242 DAY'S = 598 DAY'S !</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;">14352 HOUR, 8611.2 MINUTE, ? SECOND !</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">SORRY I DON'T KNOW HOW TO COUNT THE SECOND, SORRY B.</span> </span></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-48768746666324385252010-07-11T16:05:00.003+08:002010-07-26T08:20:29.792+08:00du immer mein Baby sein Pricess.<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDl7hkIdUsI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Dgum3qVO2K0/s1600/Christmas-Disney-Princess-Cinderella.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 276px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492557037120082626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDl7hkIdUsI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Dgum3qVO2K0/s400/Christmas-Disney-Princess-Cinderella.jpg" /></a></p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-16693765290981387832010-07-11T09:20:00.003+08:002010-07-11T21:55:00.028+08:00Growing Up.<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDkcY-bl_gI/AAAAAAAAAjM/1P9DGwPyh3g/s1600/Digital_photography-500x500.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492452435956203010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDkcY-bl_gI/AAAAAAAAAjM/1P9DGwPyh3g/s400/Digital_photography-500x500.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I'm gorwing up day by day, month by month, years by years. I'm bit scared for what going to come next, but thats life. I'm trying to be & to get the best for my life. I tried to make a pattern, a beautiful pattern, a pattern that for my life. </span></p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-35544440666387618732010-07-11T09:08:00.003+08:002010-07-11T09:19:22.171+08:00Candle.<p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDkZv24GqyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/5jDZP3HZ-3Y/s1600/shhh.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492449530530409250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDkZv24GqyI/AAAAAAAAAjE/5jDZP3HZ-3Y/s400/shhh.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:courier new;"></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Candle is something that light up the room that so dark, there where the candle use for. Eventho the room is already bright enough. The candle is bringging light to the room. Some people told that when room out of lights, the candle can be your partner, it keeps you company no matter what happen. Because its a light, for me the meaning of candle is SOMEONE, which is MY HONEY BABY. She is my candle, she always bright me up, she always keeps me company. She always gives a hope. That's is my baby candle.</span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">I have a lot candle in my life, my family, my girlfriend, & my friend. They all are my candle, they so meanning to me.</span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">i love them so much, &<span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"> NO ONE CAN'T TAKE MY LIFE CANDLE AWAY FROM ME.</span></span><span style="font-size:0;"></div></span>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-35307394281690000662010-07-10T04:02:00.005+08:002010-07-10T04:23:45.282+08:00Good Bye.<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDeAvmj7HZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/STrGklQY_JA/s1600/l_1e9dede1d832446ab89f8570474254ba.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491999825895038354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDeAvmj7HZI/AAAAAAAAAi8/STrGklQY_JA/s400/l_1e9dede1d832446ab89f8570474254ba.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">In <strong>2007 </strong>i was <span style="color:#ff0000;">officially!</span> as a student of the <span style="color:#33cc00;">SMK St. John</span> ( <span style="color:#33cc00;">St. John Insititution</span> ), the school were already 104 years old at that time, it was a historic building. I was proud to be a part of St. John's, St. John is a boy's school but for form six they were mixed up with the girls ( why are the girls doing in St. John, there were already <span style="color:#3366ff;">CBN</span>, aiyoo ) :P. At that time i was a bit " kekok " at that school. But it was ok, being a part of St. John its like being a part of the <em><span style="color:#cc9933;">Eagle</span></em>. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">But the time goes by when i was in Upper 6 in <strong>2008</strong>, there's a lot of experience i've go thru, up & down at the St. John, happiness & sadness & everything is there. I miss the <span style="color:#ff0000;"><span style="color:#ff99ff;">AYAM KARI!</span> </span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">MARI BOY! MAKAN BOY! NASI AYAM BOY!</span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Every student went to St. John is so proud to be a</span> <span style="color:#33cc00;">JOHANNIAN</span><span style="color:#ffffff;">, thats what we call ourself. We also call ourself </span></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;">GOLDEN EAGLE</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;">GREEN MACHINE</span> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">We also have our own Primary School, where we as the " Older Brother " to take care of our " Little Brother ". Hurmm.. That's what we call <span style="color:#33cc00;">ST. JOHN!</span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;">FIDE ET LABORE!</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#33cc00;">ONCE A JOHANNIAN, ALWAYS BE A JOHANNIAN.</span></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-88499468729848430122010-07-08T10:49:00.005+08:002010-07-08T20:05:24.498+08:00Give it to me.<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDU88ukVBpI/AAAAAAAAAiU/S3JbbiW4pKw/s1600/99e70c0f.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491362334638409362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDU88ukVBpI/AAAAAAAAAiU/S3JbbiW4pKw/s400/99e70c0f.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">HEY YOU ALL PEOPLE!</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#33ff33;">Listen to me if you want to live</span>, haha.. WTH! :p </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">actually i don't know write or type down. So this note might be a bit ridicules, so just read it, k. I love to think <span style="color:#33ccff;">LONG TERM,</span> cause it gave me a big picture for what going to happen @ going to come next. I also brace myself for any kind of situation. </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Sometimes I love my life, sometimes don't. But hey! that what i have to face right. No one live's are perfect, dont you agree? I study at the KL Sentral, i see a lot of people way of life, </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;">some of them talk so loud, until everybody can hear them, <span style="color:#33ff33;">what's the point ?</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#cc66cc;">some of them can fight in the middle of the croud people,</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">what the !</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#cc66cc;">some of them also don't care what happen around them,</span> <span style="color:#999999;">that one can be accepted.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">There a lot kind of people, everybody different way of attitude, the way they talk, the way they walk, the way they act.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">SO PEOPLE!</span> we just have to accept them, k. <span style="color:#ff0000;">NO ONE IS PERFECT!</span></span> </p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-25102454547978400922010-07-07T09:09:00.010+08:002010-07-08T03:46:47.995+08:00What a life.<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDPUR_VRegI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iImuDPGptyo/s1600/ghrthy.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490965776218290690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 358px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TDPUR_VRegI/AAAAAAAAAiE/iImuDPGptyo/s400/ghrthy.gif" border="0" /></a></p><br /><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I was so frustrated because i score my akaun <span style="color:#33ccff;">B</span>! <span style="color:#ff0000;">WTH</span>! i want it for <span style="color:#33cc00;">A</span>, end up B. My baby told me its good enough already. I totally agree, because we cannot get everything that we want right? Because at the end we will forget who we are. At the same time i got for my math also <span style="color:#33ccff;">B</span>! What is this man? Ist a B's Month? haha.. </span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I don't know. But whatever is i'm gratefull. Amin. Thanks to <strong>ALLAH</strong>.</span></p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-72995455328727250312010-06-22T18:26:00.004+08:002010-07-08T02:11:07.523+08:00Do You Know ?<div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">The whole week i feel <strong>NOTHING</strong>, not even a bit of feelings. Its like i don't care what ever happen. That's what i feel, how sad it is ah? But at the same time, i feel worried, i feel like i wanna to cry, i feel everything. </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Do i have a feelings</span><strong> ?</strong> </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#33cc00;">Do i have a heart</span> <strong>?</strong></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I don't know, i feel like i want to throw something, something that can brake, something that can pecah. Haha.. i <span style="color:#ff99ff;">love</span> doing that, bile tension kita baling barang. Ita makes me feel realise.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I like to<strong> throw</strong> my handphone so i can't contact anyone, haha.. I miss someone today, the whole day i miss her so much. i didn't feel anything.</span> </div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-39310135444656622862010-06-05T15:26:00.004+08:002010-07-09T23:26:50.407+08:00My Baby.<div align="center">I</div><div align="center"></div><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479187798268409810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TAn8RcVxd9I/AAAAAAAAAgM/QBwJ6vR3FZk/s400/l_70fa12c9c4fc4ff49af91abc10cdd6f9.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center">SITI KHADIJAH HAMIZAH BINTI ABDULLAH BUKHARI<br /></p><div align="center"></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-20188519294698846072010-06-05T14:53:00.005+08:002010-07-09T23:27:10.896+08:00Colour.<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TAn6FUQBOPI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HEkx2T3TnIA/s1600/l_d3561f3f84274f1cb56a571a2d97be43.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479185390915107058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/TAn6FUQBOPI/AAAAAAAAAgE/HEkx2T3TnIA/s400/l_d3561f3f84274f1cb56a571a2d97be43.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I have a great life actually, my life is already complete ( for me ). Some people might jealous of my life ( i think ), but when i think again why people have to jealous about my life. <em>Do you know it is so hard to satisfied someone? <strong>do you know? </strong></em>For me the most loving 3 person in my life is, <strong>my family</strong>, <strong>my girlfriend</strong>, & <strong>my friend</strong>. Because that i would like to say something to all you " <span style="color:#ff0000;">Thanks</span> <span style="color:#ffcc00;">for</span> <span style="color:#cc33cc;">coloring</span> <span style="color:#00cccc;">my </span><span style="color:#33cc00;">life</span>. " all of you makes me feel so <strong><em>SPECIAL</em></strong>.</span></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-85352778338368108662010-03-16T15:17:00.003+08:002010-07-08T22:46:22.509+08:00Us.<strong><em></em></strong><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S58w3yPbl8I/AAAAAAAAAf8/ROJtyiRcju0/s1600-h/couple_holding_hands.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449127809079023554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S58w3yPbl8I/AAAAAAAAAf8/ROJtyiRcju0/s400/couple_holding_hands.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#000000;"><span style="color:#ff9900;">HAPPY</span> <span style="color:#33cc00;">ANNIVERSARY</span><strong> 1</strong> <span style="color:#ff0000;">YEAR</span> <strong>& 4</strong> <span style="color:#3333ff;">MONTH </span><span style="color:#ff99ff;">BABY</span><strong>.</strong></span></em><strong> </strong></span></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-55466030091038221302010-01-14T22:32:00.002+08:002010-07-08T02:02:15.782+08:00Wondering?<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I was wondering is't ok if i <strong>change</strong> to be <span style="color:#ff6600;">someone else</span> ?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">to be someone that its <span style="color:#006600;">not me</span>, someone that i never know.</span></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-6596066859617541932010-01-09T20:38:00.008+08:002010-07-08T03:37:53.256+08:00For Her.<p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424719721023732770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h52Ems_CI/AAAAAAAAAf0/F_ipjjQc4Jc/s320/l_e2233d76f7ab4d59b29f4f953cf22c5e.gif" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5dAvH23I/AAAAAAAAAfk/krQrPz-zGOg/s1600-h/yours_to_keep.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424719290488576882" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 319px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5dAvH23I/AAAAAAAAAfk/krQrPz-zGOg/s320/yours_to_keep.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5i_r6PVI/AAAAAAAAAfs/uKj3m_3SXHc/s1600-h/db6a235667101a43e9374058de3c17b9.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424719393285881170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5i_r6PVI/AAAAAAAAAfs/uKj3m_3SXHc/s320/db6a235667101a43e9374058de3c17b9.gif" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424719144635337410" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5UhZACsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/Bs0u5PE_hz4/s320/i_miss_you_so_much_hand.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5ZZ21U1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/wHvExfjcvj8/s1600-h/kiss.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424719228512326482" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5ZZ21U1I/AAAAAAAAAfc/wHvExfjcvj8/s320/kiss.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5JKuNQ8I/AAAAAAAAAfM/nVLAItO8fcc/s1600-h/1051820522_fde160e976.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424718949571707842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h5JKuNQ8I/AAAAAAAAAfM/nVLAItO8fcc/s320/1051820522_fde160e976.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h48zkInaI/AAAAAAAAAfE/_gCyb0sDkQM/s1600-h/2s0y2c9.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424718737197014434" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0h48zkInaI/AAAAAAAAAfE/_gCyb0sDkQM/s320/2s0y2c9.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"></p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-5167947029737458062010-01-05T19:18:00.008+08:002010-07-08T02:35:44.063+08:00You're The Best Person, I Never Knew I Needed.<p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0MldfLt7OI/AAAAAAAAAbs/s-O60WdQ1OE/s1600-h/holding-hands-photography-535693_1280_1024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423219564801289442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/S0MldfLt7OI/AAAAAAAAAbs/s-O60WdQ1OE/s200/holding-hands-photography-535693_1280_1024.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I Love You So Much Baby, everytime i said " <span style="color:#ff99ff;">I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BABY</span>. ". I just can't imagine how much i love you. But what do i know is, i'm <span style="color:#ffcc66;">always happy</span> with you. What it comes to you, i tried to make it <span style="color:#ff0000;">perfect</span> as i can, to make it special as i can. Cause i want to give you the best as i can, but by doing that i need to be with you. </span></em><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">i want to the most beautifull <span style="color:#33ff33;">HELLO</span> to your life</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">but </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">i don't want to be the most worst <span style="color:#cc33cc;">GOODBYE</span> in your life.</span></em></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-44504527565192079932009-12-20T12:25:00.016+08:002010-07-08T02:42:47.274+08:00I'm Addicted To You Too.<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2oThis5fI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Gs0s1tsbXHY/s1600-h/love_by_frenzyy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417170980171474418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2oThis5fI/AAAAAAAAAbM/Gs0s1tsbXHY/s200/love_by_frenzyy.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417170894468504962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 134px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2oOiRhXYI/AAAAAAAAAbE/l1Q0E5EupvQ/s200/bigstockphoto_i_love_coffee_23880.jpg" border="0" /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2n9vRf5qI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VOa2cp6dGuE/s1600-h/love11.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417170605900293794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2n9vRf5qI/AAAAAAAAAa8/VOa2cp6dGuE/s200/love11.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2nwpzMhdI/AAAAAAAAAas/EeT9SMRVifQ/s1600-h/love-2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417170381092718034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2nwpzMhdI/AAAAAAAAAas/EeT9SMRVifQ/s200/love-2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2nsfWx1yI/AAAAAAAAAak/Ju-d4_lMf-Q/s1600-h/food_love460.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417170309569697570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2nsfWx1yI/AAAAAAAAAak/Ju-d4_lMf-Q/s200/food_love460.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2no9WnIrI/AAAAAAAAAac/UBXkZ0UQb8A/s1600-h/express-your-love-in-different-style04.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417170248902582962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2no9WnIrI/AAAAAAAAAac/UBXkZ0UQb8A/s200/express-your-love-in-different-style04.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2nkU_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAaU/nmvY7u_ppS0/s1600-h/express-your-love-in-different-style06.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417170169348349154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2nkU_Z3OI/AAAAAAAAAaU/nmvY7u_ppS0/s200/express-your-love-in-different-style06.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><strong>she's my beautiful princess</strong></span></em></p><p align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">Siti Khadijah Hamizah Bt Abdullah Bukhari</span></em></strong></p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-92038256372302792712009-12-20T11:50:00.001+08:002010-07-08T02:26:46.599+08:00You.<div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">I</span></em><br /></div><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417161018121760274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/Sy2fPqA9rhI/AAAAAAAAAaM/iOrw3ykSKQ8/s200/loving_back.jpg" border="0" /></div><p align="center"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">YOU SO MUCH BABY. ;-((</span></em></p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-10868551753188949602009-12-18T09:55:00.004+08:002010-07-08T02:26:34.790+08:00Poem.<em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">They say love is blind.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">It's true.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Sometimes I am so angry I cannot see past your faults.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Sometimes I am so upset I cannot see the light through my tears.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Sometimes I am so discouraged I cannot even fathom hope.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">And don't even get me started on that silver lining.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><br /><br />All because I love you so, so much.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">my black and white eyes turn colorful whenever i see you!!!</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I need you<br />To walk along the beaches<br />To talk for endless hours<br />To kiss you till the cows come home and<br />To miss you when you aren't home<br />I need you<br />To win your heart by stolen poems<br />Swearing I wrote it for your with winsome<br />To hug and explode with delight<br />When felt dread<br />I need you<br />Who is a cloning of moon<br />Rain in my room<br />Smells of lemon and<br />Rose in full bloom<br />Like a Barbie doll<br />With a pony tail<br />I need you to<br />Translates all my meaningless nights into poems<br />To grow older with 20 fingers through thick and thin<br />And die one day happily<br />I need you everyday…</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;">-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Don't give up the whole forest for a tree?</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">Why did you say you're a tree?</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">If you are a tree,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">you will be my only one,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">there will be no forest,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">you will be the most beautiful.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><br /><br />Please enjoy my company,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">for I will not ask for anything more,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">to be under your branches,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">around your trunk.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><br /><br />But I know you stand tall,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">and look far,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">for your charming prince in his white horse,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">then you'll dropped your apples of love for him.</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><br /><br />You must know,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">You must believe,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">like love sang in songs,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">My love for you is just like tree,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">My branches are my arms and they're open,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">My roots stay put and will not move,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">you can choose to come and go,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">I will shelter you from the rain,</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;">whenever you needed me.</span></em>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-72787541635600271892009-12-16T08:06:00.005+08:002010-07-08T02:55:47.688+08:00Please..<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SygkyFCRbMI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_bQfI7kBgdI/s1600-h/suicide2.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415618994676788418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SygkyFCRbMI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/_bQfI7kBgdI/s200/suicide2.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;"><em><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm so sorry</span></em> </span></div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>I miss you so much</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>there is something, i have got to do baby,</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>something i could not do while you were here,</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>i tried, you know i tried everything,</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>and i still don't have anyone anttention,</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>but whatever happens,</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><em><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"><em>dont think less about me, k baby.</em></span> </div></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-9073299711907834632009-12-16T02:44:00.009+08:002010-07-08T02:36:57.417+08:00I'm Waiting To Hear.<p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SygdcEgkCOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/W3qov6LRTxE/s1600-h/tumblr_ku7tdobyDX1qzr04eo1_400+-+Copy.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415610919996885218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SygdcEgkCOI/AAAAAAAAAZs/W3qov6LRTxE/s200/tumblr_ku7tdobyDX1qzr04eo1_400+-+Copy.png" border="0" /></a></p><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I never hear this one " I will take care of you " ? Sometimes i just don't understand, i just trying to be the best, to make it special. Sometimes in order to do something, i just have to face everything.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Macam apa tau, macam aku ni "P<strong>ak Turut</strong>" lar pulak, dengar je. Maybe i am a "P<strong>ak Turut</strong>". I also have a feelings, so please do understand. Sometimes or Everytime i'm having a fight with anyone, this words will came out from my mouth " <strong>YOU KNOW WHAT! just forget about it, k!</strong> " its does't mean that i always want to change the topic, or afraid to face someone. Its just if we getting into a fight, its getting worse if i didin't stop it. Everybody treat me like i 'm some <strong>stupid</strong>/ <strong>menyemak</strong>/ <strong>loser</strong>/ <strong>lousy</strong> boy or guy!! OR! maybe everyone feels so<strong> embarass</strong> cause being with me.</span></div><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415613982803953394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SyggOWWrBvI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/14rzWEKHp4I/s200/tumblr_kudinjyJBw1qzr04eo1_400.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">" <strong>Who & What am i to you or to the other's</strong> "</span></p><p align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Oh before i forgot about something, i just want to ask all the people that knows me, please answer this question honestly.</span> </p><p align="center">" <strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Who & What am I to you & to the other's ?</span></strong> "</p><p align="center">" <strong><span style="font-family:arial;">Am I a puppet ?</span></strong> "</p><p align="center">"<span style="font-family:arial;"> <strong>D</strong></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong>o I have a feelings ?</strong></span> "</p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-4663897647124713912009-12-13T17:15:00.004+08:002010-07-08T02:09:18.516+08:0013 - 12 - 2009<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>HAPPY 13th ANNIVERSARY SITI KHADIJAH HAMIZAH</em></span><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SySw9LY8rPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gctJrHsqmUk/s1600-h/DSC02596.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414647217082117362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SySw9LY8rPI/AAAAAAAAAZc/gctJrHsqmUk/s200/DSC02596.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>baby...</strong></span></em></div><p><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">You better then the best, i'm lucky just to linger in your light. Cooler then the flip side of my pillow that's right, completely unaware nothing can compare to where you send me. Let's me know that's its ok, yeah its ok. And the moment where my good times start to fade </span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">you make me smile like the sun</span></em><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">! fall out the bed, sing like a bird, dizzy in my head, spin like a record, crazy on the sunday night. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">you make me dance like fool, forget how to breathe, shine like gold, buzz like a bee. Just thought of you can drive me wild, ohh you make me smile. :-) </span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">even when you're gone, somehow you come along, just like a flower poking through the sidewalk crack and just like that. you steal away the rain and just like that. </span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">dont know i lived without you, cause everytime that i get around you, i see the best of me inside your eyes.</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"><strong>YOU MAKE ME SMILE BABY, :-)</strong></span></em> </p><p><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BABY, :-*</strong></span></em></p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-52854449390805239762009-11-29T22:47:00.007+08:002010-07-08T02:31:29.366+08:00Hurt.<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409541392976748962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 140px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxKNPGYmoaI/AAAAAAAAAYc/Zacc_rPvBJc/s200/who-cares-when-i-hurt-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Do anyone understand me?<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I don't know.</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Does anyone understand why or what i do something, what i'm tryin to say is the reason why i did or do something ?</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I don't think so.<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">I'm trying to learn something new, but no one let me try.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">How do you feel. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">what i feel is <strong>BAIK JADI BUDAK KECIL KALAU MACAM NI!!</strong><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">haha..</span></div></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-36013982374885081172009-11-29T17:03:00.007+08:002010-07-08T02:22:37.923+08:00Ontheway.<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI7ToOFjDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/xsqEqMFayRI/s1600/kim-bum-90310008.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409451310825442354" style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI7ToOFjDI/AAAAAAAAAXM/xsqEqMFayRI/s200/kim-bum-90310008.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">always want this type of hair</span><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI7uldFVgI/AAAAAAAAAXU/4DoKgNdO7x0/s1600/A912P_SP716_14_BL11J.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409451773939504642" style="WIDTH: 120px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI7uldFVgI/AAAAAAAAAXU/4DoKgNdO7x0/s200/A912P_SP716_14_BL11J.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI8C-TIfZI/AAAAAAAAAXc/dlntiULtfyo/s1600/12024489(1).jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409452124206038418" style="WIDTH: 196px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI8C-TIfZI/AAAAAAAAAXc/dlntiULtfyo/s200/12024489(1).jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI8LiWWyKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/gNnG7KZzLUk/s1600/bs6zine9341270_1x.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409452271322187938" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI8LiWWyKI/AAAAAAAAAXk/gNnG7KZzLUk/s200/bs6zine9341270_1x.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI8TUFI7uI/AAAAAAAAAXs/b84h3A00T3s/s1600/54861_250_x_333.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409452404930834146" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI8TUFI7uI/AAAAAAAAAXs/b84h3A00T3s/s200/54861_250_x_333.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI9AyS0BAI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_GOernKMqo8/s1600/MBA709-16-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409453186135360514" style="WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI9AyS0BAI/AAAAAAAAAYE/_GOernKMqo8/s200/MBA709-16-1.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI8onaj5OI/AAAAAAAAAX0/CZaLfb64gBc/s1600/Nine+Grand.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409452770898207970" style="WIDTH: 106px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI8onaj5OI/AAAAAAAAAX0/CZaLfb64gBc/s200/Nine+Grand.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI80eSKuCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/eg3jqPz3Gws/s1600/56171_250_x_333.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409452974605514786" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI80eSKuCI/AAAAAAAAAX8/eg3jqPz3Gws/s200/56171_250_x_333.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">1 complete dress like this is one up here</span><em><br /></em></div><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI9kkFIwfI/AAAAAAAAAYM/d4xtqBPA28k/s1600/kim-bum-90310002.jpg"></a></p></span><p align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI_uY3db9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/JgzvQuvxnpw/s1600/kim-bum-90310002.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409456168606986194" style="WIDTH: 144px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SxI_uY3db9I/AAAAAAAAAYU/JgzvQuvxnpw/s200/kim-bum-90310002.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">or maybe 1 set like this... ?</span></p>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-125792940721885657.post-21796885965575273742009-11-10T23:08:00.006+08:002010-07-08T03:03:05.580+08:0021st.<p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SvmCpco4c2I/AAAAAAAAAWs/dZeAHAsWNhg/s1600-h/l_eb46eac586b64b5aaec1b915b4a27088.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402492876581532514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7k54jyPFPJA/SvmCpco4c2I/AAAAAAAAAWs/dZeAHAsWNhg/s200/l_eb46eac586b64b5aaec1b915b4a27088.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="justify"><br /></div><div align="center"></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;">Attention To All People!</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">For your information today is M<strong>y Birthday</strong> so for the people that knows me, please don't forget about me, k. For my birthday, i don't want to ask a lot of thing. The only things that i would to ask is </span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#cc66cc;">" Can i spend my time with my loving girlfriend after she finnish her SPM ? "</span> </span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Please.. Cause i always break my promise went it comes to her, :( .</span> </span></div>Muhd Dzulqarnain Azhari Bin Zulkiflyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13614622265006707904noreply@blogger.com0