Anime...

Dear readers...

Assalamualikum..and go0d evening...
yay..!!! this is my last p0st..k im s0 excited ,and I decide to write about anime..
I love to watch anime to release my tension .people might said that im childish...but hello my 30 years old uncle also watch cartoon such Dragon Ball Z-Kai..k this is the picture..

my favourite anime is Fairytale, One Piece, Keroro...M.A.R ,Bleach ,Beelze Bub and many morewhy.??? because they are so cute ,the story are not bored and as I 've said it release my tension...

                                                                                

Ker0 Ker0...

 

 

k..that all for today..

Hasta La Vista..

 

Babai...

Tata Titi Tutu

 

Yes...Im freee.....!!!

me0w me0w...

Assalamualikum readers....

okay...one more to go .. I hope that I can submit this blog on time..i d0nt what else to write..hmmm I think today I want to write about me.. actually im so afraid of cat.. in the other word I HATE CAT...

.please don't ask me why... I don't know the answer.. sometimes if I saw a cat run towards me and I can't do anything to stop it ..I will cry and hope someone can save me at that time..i know that cat is a very cute animals..but I just can understand it why im scared of it..its like there is an electrical wave that will warn me if there is a cat nearby...sometimes I had to cover my fear when im in public because I don't want to look childish or immature....

I admit it that this creature are so adorable....

                                                      me0w me0w....

Hasta La Vista...
Tata Titi Tutu....

Im Tired...!!!!!

Dear readers...Assalamualaikum and hi...
actually today is day that I should submit my blog's url to my lecturer...I bet u know who...right...and honestly I don't know what else I want to write because I don't have any idea and in too tired....to think, to m0v,e even to move my fingers..but im still d0ing this because I don't want my mark to be deducted because it was so important to me..and one more thing my laptop's skrin were broken.. and I had to borrow my friend;s laptop that is Miza i'm so glad to have a friend like her...

 

thanks to all my friends that have been a very good supporter for me..il0ve u alls

 

p0sting bl0g like crazy..

k.. im so tired...

babai you alls

IM b0red..

dear readers...Assalamualikum and hai !!!!

today I d0nt feel like to do anything, I just wanna lying in my bed, I don't want to answer my phone or reply anyone message because im too lazy today.But im still  have to do my assignment if not my marks will be deducted.Why my lecturer always give me so many assignment .Can't they think that we need sleep, we need to eat and do something else..other than finishing their task.???? why???why??? ...huuh...my eyes look like a panda ,I don't have time to wash my laundry, don't have time to update my status on facebook, I feel like that I don't have time for almost everything...huh...im sick of assignment.after im finished my blog im still have to do MPW 1133 ,OMT 100,OMT 131 and CTU....!!!! and im also always late to go to class..and then I have to do an essay entitle ''The Advantages Of Being Early To Class''.



im tired...uwaaaaa!!!!!!!!




how im suppose to finish all this task ..????

how?? how??
can somebody help me???!!
help! help!

My classmates, BM118, 1F

Dear readers ..may i introduce u..my classmates actually there is more but i didn't have a time to capture their picture and actually this picture were taken during our presentation...im sure sir Haiqal mad and annoying with us cuz we didn't focus to what we present  at that time an was busy taking a picture .( hehehehe..im s0 sorry sir....)

We are a noisy lot, that is what our lecturer say about us. This is largely due to Seri . She is the noisiest of us all. It seems that she cannot talk softly. Actually she does not talk, she shouts. Perhaps maybe she just love to do that.actually she brings j0y in our class. In this noisy bunch lives a girl who hardly ever opens her mouth. This is Miza, the girl who sits next to me. She is such a gentle and soft creature that one would think that she is ''wanita melayu terakhir..''. But sheis good in singging. Then there is Shah, our class monitor. He sits right in front of the lecturer's table. . We all love him for he does not boss us around. Right at the infront of the class sits our class sleepy-head. Fadhillah seems to need more sleep than others. He catches cat-naps in between lessons. The astaunding thing is that he can fall asleep almost instantly. The other classmates too have their own unique personalities. Each contributes his or her part to our class. All in all we are a group of students who perhaps are a bit noisy at times, but on the whole are well-behaved and pleasant to be with.

k...see you next time..bye!!!

Lucky

Dear readers ..who love  jason mraz..??? please put your  hands up...!!!!! why because today my friend and i ,miza famiriidza make a cover  ..and guess what we actually sing that song for real..eventhough my voice not good as her but im trying..for you guys and also full marks!!! heheheheheh( haja-haja fighting!!!) and im really sorry if my v0ice break your glass,my pitch are not perfect . s0 enj0y..

Do you hear me? I'm talking to youAcross the water across the deep blue oceanUnder the open sky, oh my, baby I'm trying
Boy I hear you in my dreamsI feel your whisper across the seaI keep you with me in my heartYou make it easier when life gets hard
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friendLucky to have been where I have beenLucky to be coming home againOoh ooh ooh
They don't know how long it takesWaiting for a love like thisEvery time we say goodbyeI wish we had one more kissI'll wait for you I promise you, I will
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friendLucky to have been where I have beenLucky to be coming home again
Lucky we're in love in every way
Lucky to have stayed where we have stayedLucky to be coming home someday
And so I'm sailing through the seaTo an island where we'll meetYou'll hear the music fill the airI'll put a flower in your hair
Though the breezes through treesMove so pretty you're all I seeAs the world keeps spinning 'roundYou hold me right here, right now
I'm lucky I'm in love with my best friendLucky to have been where I have beenLucky to be coming home again
I'm lucky we're in love in every wayLucky to have stayed where we have stayedLucky to be coming home someday
Ooh ooh oohOoh ooh ooh, ooohhh...
did you enj0y it..0r did you hate it..????its ok everyone have their own opinion...for me it takes a lot a gut to do someting like that because i know that i d0nt have a good tone of voice but yet im still record it .( biase lahhh hati kering....)
babai...tata titi tutu...

My First lOve..

Assalamualikum readers..


today i want to write about my first love. its was so embrassing....hAhahaha...!!! don't judge me..i know that im to young at that time to fall in l0ve but what can i d0 ...


In everyone's life there are different experiences one of them is the first love. My first love was dazzling yet aching. Every time I go back to those memories, my eyes water and I feel like I could have done so much better. My story began seven years ago, when I was only 12 . I was inexperienced and naive. I thought that there was no heart break in this world.


It was a Saturday when I first saw him. His brown caramel eyes made my heart skip a beat for I had never seen anything so breathtaking. His skin was a russet color and his hair was a shady black. That first moment when we saw each other is engraved in my head. I can still hear my heart throbbing loudly in my chest as his eyes landed on me in that small room. We stared at each other as he made his way to the seat in front of me and a smile flicked on his lips to seal that moment.


It took a month for me to talk to him we became best friends but nothing more, nothing that I wanted. His life was mine, his thoughts were mine, he was my world and he didn't even know. Everyone said that we had something between us, he always laughed because he never notice how I shatter every time he notice someone else, but what really destroyed me was the day he broke the news that he was leaving and maybe never coming back.


Years passed and I never heard from him and because of that, feelings almost vanished along with him but there were still memories hunting me for what I once felt. Now that he is back, it is he who looks for me, it , it is his heart that breaks, for I once promise myself that I would not drop another tear. As much as I want him vanish from my life again he would not go.


My love for him is like the waves in the sea, it comes and it goes. His name is now carved in my soul for he is part of who I am now. He made me cry but he also made me laugh. He was my first love and as much as I want that part of my story to end, deep inside I know that it isn't over.



i want to tell you his name but...i don't think that its necessary...only my buddies kn0w who is he..and im also dont want my bf know about him. hehehehe...

actually these picture have nothing to do with my story above 

Hasta La Vista
Bless ya...

BestFriend 4Ever..

                                                                             

Assalamualaikum and hi today i want to write about my best buddies in KTT.

 They're Miza, Faa, Fara , Lydia ,Nas and Najwa.Im so lucky to have them and i couldn't live without them.its hard to find a friends like them . Without them i would not be happy as i am now . Through good and bad times .i'm positive that farever we'll still remain friends . They're the types of friends that i could never forget .They can tell me if im lying even if im keeping a straight face!!i dont know how they does it.!! .We think so alike an its like we communicating with our mind !!!at the same times. We always thinking the same things or the same idea. Together we're unstoppable !. We also help each other with assignment and boyfriends problem.Its hard  to find a friends like that . We have so many inside jokes that nobody understand  (for example pas0la ..even sir Haiqal does not kn0w the meaning of it..hahahahha!!!!)unless they were there , or if they were just us !. Not everyone gets our stupid jokes , and they might think that we're immatureand childish . But together we make them funny and get a good laugh out of it !! .These are some pictures of my friends....

Kebaya Queen 2013

assalamualaikum and hai everyone

I just look out my previous pictures that i saved in my laptop. Suddenly, i realize that i love my pictures wearing kebaya nyonya traditional costume, Kebaya. I know its already modificated but still there was a symbol of ''masyarakat peranakan'' in it, right.

I rarely wear kebaya because it usually worn in special day or special occasion. I count my kebaya in my closet and i just have a few. It’s not because i’m not like it but because of the price to buy it. Since i am a huge fan of Kebaya, i want to buy the one that  really good and comfy, but it takes my money away i think.

I bought a single kebaya about RM150.00, but the result is well enough. I found a boutique at Maju Junction, Kuala Lumpur whom I adore, and it sold a a great kebaya from many fabrics.

So, i also could count the moment i wore a kebaya. It was when i graduate from my high school ,my aunt engagement day, , and wedding reception. I love all my kebaya and i treat it so nice so they could last forever. Here’s some of my pictures wearing  kebaya nyonya costume.

My body is kinda bigger right now cos i like eating so much haha.. Hope it could be an inspiration for you guys who wants to make a kebaya. Bless ya..

Bring me 2 live (> o <)...!!!!!

Assalamualaikum....

n hai u alls..k t0 day i want to write about my favaurite song entitle bring me to live by evanescence n actually i've recorded a miming video about this song with Miza Famiridza at 3 o'clock in the morning...!!!! hahahaha...we can't sleep that night n Sir Haiqal have said that if we put a video or a picture in our blog he will give us full mark.s0 we make a lot vide0.  so if you wanna see the rest of the video keep reading my p0st n dont forget to follow my bl0g. n to sir haiqal d0nt forget to give me full mark!!! s0 enj0y !!!

a reminder to a pregnant women , old f0lks and those who suffer fr0m heart disease you are not allowed to watch video...if you want to, watch on your on risk...

How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I’ve become so numb
Without a soul my spirit's sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I’ve become

Now that I know what I’m without
You can't just leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I’ve become

Bring me to life
(I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside)
Bring me to life

Frozen inside without your touch
Without your love, darling
Only you are the life among the dead

All this time I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life

(Wake me up)
Wake me up inside
(I can’t wake up)
Wake me up inside
(Save me)
Call my name and save me from the dark
(Wake me up)
Bid my blood to run
(I can’t wake up)
Before I come undone
(Save me)
Save me from the nothing I’ve become

(Bring me to life)
I’ve been living a lie, there’s nothing inside
(Bring me to life)

i kn0w..the video was so annoying..if you want to vomit you can d0 it ,i dont care because i've vomit too...hahahahaha.. s0 thats all f0r today 

hasta la vista...(^____^)

The Fun Fair

Assalamualaikum...
Dear readers...


  0nce when i was a kid ,my father and i were standing in line to buy tokens for the Fun Fair.Finally ,there was only one family between us and the tokens counter. This family made a big impression on me. There were eight children ,all probably under the age of 12. You could tell that they did'nt had a lot of money. Their clothes were not expensive , but they were clean . The children were well behaved , all of them standing in line ,two-by -two behind their parents, holding hands. They were excitedly jabbering about the Mary-Go-Round, Ferris 's wheel and so on. One could sense they had never been to the Fun Fair before . It promised to be a highlight of their young lives.

   The father and mother were at the head of the pack standing  proud as could be .The mother was holding her husband's hand ,looking up at him as if to say ''thank you''( like he is the knight in shining amour...they are so sweet.). He was smiling and basking in pride , looking at her as if to reply ''Don't mention it''.


   The token lady asked the father how many tokens he wanted. He proudly responded ,''please let me buy 20 tokens so my family and i can play the games inside.''

    The lady quoted the price.

    The man's wife let go of his hand, her head dropped ,the man's lip began to quiver. The father leaned a little closer and asked'' How much did you say??".

    How he was supposed to turn and tell his eight kids that he didn't have enough money to take them to the fun fair??

  
Seeing what was going on ,my dad put his hand into his pocket, pulled out  RM 50.00 and dropped it on the ground.( we were not wealthy in any sense of the word!!) my father reached down , picked up the money , tapped the man on the shoulderand said, ''Excuse me ,sir this fell out of your pocket ''

     The man knew what was going on . He wasn't begging for a handout but certainly appreciated help in desperate , heartbreaking, embrassing situation. He looked straight into my dad's eyes , took my dad's hand in both of his , squeezed thightly onto the RM 50.00 with his lip quivering, he replied ,''thank you so much sir .This really means a lot to me and my family.''

    My father and i went back to our car and drove home .We didn't go to the fun fair that night. I was upset at first but when time passed by i realised that my father did the right things.

When nothing go right...
          Go left...

               Hahahaha...

Puppy L0ve...(^0^)...

Dear readers..
today i want to write about puppy l0ve.Im sure that everyone have their own experienced.But today i want to write what puppy l0ve mean to me because im started to fall in love since i was 11 (hahahahhahaha....(^0^)...)
Is teenage love puppy love? Is it trial love? Is it true love? It seems that most teenagers are getting involved with members of the opposite sex as a form of entertainment.

Teen love is quite real because of their innocent young mind. The purpose of love is pure, not because of money, power or status, or some other things have nothing to do with love. The motive of loving starts from human beings. Love is the fact of life, especially for teenagers. It is the thing that is important and central to human existence. It is not like the lights or some other electrical goods can be turned on and off. It is involuntary and automatic.

The reality is that Puppy love is something that can be remembered to the end of our lives. I've heard many people on TV talk how they will never forget their first love. And lots of people even have happily married still have a small flame that burns for their first true loves. Is there something magically about that? Maybe that's because it taught them how to love.

Love is something that can be extremely confusing and frustrating. I know that as a teenager love was extremely confusing and frustrating to me.But if you truly love someone ,you will do whatever it takes for both of you to last forever .You will learn to be more patient,caring understanding and tolerant.

Awwww...s0 sweet....i h0pe my relati0nship with my love one will be last till my last breath...<3

Tudung Styles (^____^)

Dear readers...Assalamualaikum...and good evening...

t0day i want to write about tudung or shawl or hijab or selendang or whatever you call it..im a hijaber s0 today i want to make a tutorial for you alls...hehehehe

okay...tudung is a piece of materials usually made of cloth to cover the body and head of female that names as scarf / hijab ( the term 'hijab' comes fr0m the Arabic word 'hajaba which means  to hide fr0m view)

k...this is one of the example....

Next ,this is the example of tudung style by using pashimina shawl ,its is simple and you can wear it to class .

Hana Tajima style but it  a little bit hard to wear it,but if you had a lot of time ,why not???
The fabric use to wear this style usually satin is the best choice .

Najwa Latiff style, Im sure that everybody know Najwa ..and this is the picture h0w to wear hijab like Najwa..

Last but n0t least, the picture of me and my friends...we took this picture when we want to go to class but the class were cancelled than we decide to take a snap and wore crazy Hijab style.For me its crazy cuz i will never wear that kind of style.

 we are HIJABISTA y0..!!!
             KTT m0st wanted y0...!!!

Ohana ...

Hai....
Dear readers...
t0day i want t0 write about
         'Ohana' means family, family means nobody gets left befind.Or forgotten-from the Disney movie
         Lilo and Stitch.`

okay...

      First and foremost i want to write about my dad his name is Razali Bin Mad Derus .I used to called him ''Ayah''.He is a very strict person .He always keep an eye on me eventhough im already 18 years old.He even asked someone in my college to watch over me.(what..???!!! dad i've grow up..please lahhh).But i still love him i know that he do that because he love so much maybe im his only daughter.My dad's hobby is hunting and fishing...sometimes i want to follow him but he alwaays give me the same reason...that is im a girl !!!!( k.. fine....!!!).I want to put his picture here but my dad really don't like to take a picture  and he always be our photographer(l0ve u dad...!!!)

     Next,is my mother or mama..her name is Siti Norimah Binti Osman.I miss her like crazy  because now im in college, i miss her cooking!!!.She's a lovely mum and i can say that she is the best mum in the world..!!!.She is like two in one why??? .Because she is my mother and also my bestfriend. I used to tell her everything even about my boyfriends. We have no secret at all.This is a picture of her.

        Third is me,my name is Siti Nur Atea Shafeeqa Binti Razali , my family used to call me kakak but my friends called me atea ,im 18 and im the first born (yay..!!!).Now im study at Kolej Teknologi Timur (KTT) in 0ffice Management And Technology (BM118) and this is my first year.My hobbies is i like to collect stamps,reading,and also sleeping (hahahhahaha..(^0^)...).

   Then,my brother, his name is Muhamad Shadzarul Meerza Bin Razali ,his nickname is R0y...his 16.He study at SIDIM .He quite fierce he always scolded me whenever i've a new boyfriend ( khawaiii...!!!) .Roy's hobbies is he l0ve to hang out with his friends and do something extreme with his friends such as paragliding at Jugra hill.This is his picture.( i l0ve you abg r0y...) .This picture was taken at my grandparents hause.

       This is my sec0nd brother his name is Muhamad Amirul Ariff Bin Razali his friends use to call him ami but we call him abang ariff, his 15 ( im the eldest but i still have to call them abang ,i dont know why). His study at SMK Tg Sepat . He love fashion and he used to be my advisor in fashion .He is a good brother because he always obey me hehehehehe....He good a sewing .drawing and have a good taste in fashion i think he can be a fashion designer. (who knows...).

        Last but not least ,my last brother Muhamad Amyrul Haqymie Bin Razali ,we called him kimi, his 8. He quite noughty. He love to watch cartoon such as Phineas and Ferb,Slugterra and many more. His hobbies is play lego and  reading . He eat nothing but rice,chicken rice,roti canai and junk foods that's all...k this is his picture with me...

     That is all for today.....and I L0VE MY FAMILY

that's all i want to say ...