tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47407915071531621492024-03-12T15:57:43.882-07:00Breaking The Silhouette Of SilenceDiary:Online :)FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-33304810871741296452011-07-15T00:30:00.001-07:002011-07-15T00:30:54.407-07:00FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-44005221728939573682011-04-29T00:06:00.000-07:002011-04-29T00:07:00.306-07:00my here & after bestie :)<center><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXYL_dT9sj4xghQe02gKij7pwfb3JdxY1F-Jye9KMqp8wDe7_YR4pvN85rjzYG-D4Pb5VS45-Sfm86kUcA1O8PSojbrWgKaobV_iIf8NnUBDbhjM1y_rvW6ctiuEm5HW0nh1UQDG0Y1o8/s1600/Picnik+collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="250" width="220" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXYL_dT9sj4xghQe02gKij7pwfb3JdxY1F-Jye9KMqp8wDe7_YR4pvN85rjzYG-D4Pb5VS45-Sfm86kUcA1O8PSojbrWgKaobV_iIf8NnUBDbhjM1y_rvW6ctiuEm5HW0nh1UQDG0Y1o8/s320/Picnik+collage.jpg" /></a></div>thanks so much for all those nonstop supports. </center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-38536089058492241732011-04-23T00:53:00.001-07:002011-04-23T00:54:24.266-07:00yummy<center><a href="http://shabbyblogs.com/new" border="0" target="_blank"><img src="http://shabbyblogs.com/new/storage/old/ShabbyBlogsSweetLife.jpg"/></a><br />
life is SHORT, so make it sweet rather than making it bitter :p</center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-64636069667281947072011-04-22T17:34:00.001-07:002011-04-22T17:34:51.133-07:00hey,<center><a href="http://shabbyblogs.com/new" border="0" target="_blank"><img src="http://shabbyblogs.com/new/storage/old/ShabbyBlogsLove-1.gif"/></a></center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-88621454462914167802011-04-21T23:00:00.000-07:002011-04-22T17:32:19.136-07:00j'aime beaucoup *)<center><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL_lWDX7z6Ky3x9UUcrCEZIU_Fev7v6Lupkt32RHX4NPdcFVPC0cogvmOr48U4gtRqlGhUBNV7RzNfCBYeVqIada8x12y-GRwXVlDEdEN7Ig33F4kpNYjiGp-vvbtO0bC05Sxuw9YeehE/s1600/mom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="200" width="136" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL_lWDX7z6Ky3x9UUcrCEZIU_Fev7v6Lupkt32RHX4NPdcFVPC0cogvmOr48U4gtRqlGhUBNV7RzNfCBYeVqIada8x12y-GRwXVlDEdEN7Ig33F4kpNYjiGp-vvbtO0bC05Sxuw9YeehE/s200/mom.jpg" /></a></div>we were assigned to write an essay of our choice and i ended up doing bout THE PERSON THAT INSPIRES ME. i wrote bout my mom and throughout writing the essay i cried because only now i know why i should really love my mom. having her beside is essential because i swear that she's the essence of my life being.<span style="color:#6A287E"> i love u so much mom.</span></center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-44489165785252275862011-04-21T22:31:00.000-07:002011-04-21T22:49:00.451-07:00resolution:D<center><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcUuYIZL1jZD12QROHHMEdn1sLk5vnYCPTM3r4X2j1GwonhmcPLAkQkYs5rfd85qUNy80j92Bog5ZN4NKavprsQxlT-bUenQWIj5dwnkQq1PbSBFeA10sQNl0NnADGyZgSQwazzIKFGFs/s1600/010101.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="163" width="310" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcUuYIZL1jZD12QROHHMEdn1sLk5vnYCPTM3r4X2j1GwonhmcPLAkQkYs5rfd85qUNy80j92Bog5ZN4NKavprsQxlT-bUenQWIj5dwnkQq1PbSBFeA10sQNl0NnADGyZgSQwazzIKFGFs/s320/010101.jpg" /></a></div><font size="4" face="Times"><span style="color:#5E5A80">Je vais me changer pour devenir une meilleure personne, la fille et l'élève</font></span><br />
i will change myself to be a better person, daughter and student<br />
<span style="color:#F6358A">in order to achieve my resolution, i will firstly eliminate all bad elements that sways around me. no matter what it is, as long as it dosen't bring any good fer me, i won't let it possess me.</span></center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-28890874212691105032011-04-21T02:27:00.000-07:002011-04-21T22:14:52.295-07:00la belle :)<center> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjj9_ZxLziInLDiBho6J1M2Say0ymqw1x00LfhIbpiwR-5sya44RTGYqLPeuTbrwVYt58nt6L9eOC2GinwKrvwPhIhT4fZKs6vWjxUs0aJ6AKNmOEY9O0u_6Kkg0o4QQ2-1Fy-1icliF8/s1600/gf2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="149" width="175" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjj9_ZxLziInLDiBho6J1M2Say0ymqw1x00LfhIbpiwR-5sya44RTGYqLPeuTbrwVYt58nt6L9eOC2GinwKrvwPhIhT4fZKs6vWjxUs0aJ6AKNmOEY9O0u_6Kkg0o4QQ2-1Fy-1icliF8/s320/gf2.jpg" /></a></div>you've been my <span style="color:#817339">best friend</span> and for sure you'll remain that way<br />
thanks for understanding me fer all this while.<br />
you're different and you're unique that way.<br />
you always brings out what's best in me. <br />
know ur not perfect but ur always perfect for me. <br />
only today i realised that<br />
The language of friendship is not words but meanings<br />
<span style="color:#C25A7C">merci pour cette</span><br />
AND:<br />
<b><span style="color:#C25A7C">i vous voulez savoir que je t'aime</span></b></center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-18486336359617523112011-04-20T02:36:00.000-07:002011-04-20T02:37:23.465-07:00fasciné<center>i think i'm gonna :<br />
<a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/heart gif/comebackkid_1987/DIE HEART/gif.gif?o=16" target="_blank"><img src="http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a188/comebackkid_1987/DIE%20HEART/gif.gif" border="0"></a><br />
HAHA, whatever-.-</center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-36045807656049178432011-04-20T02:28:00.000-07:002011-04-20T02:30:39.834-07:00idole<center><a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/katy perry/miss_honeybee/images.jpg?o=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g400/miss_honeybee/images.jpg" border="0"></a><br />
i love her coz she's great in her very own way<a href="http://media.photobucket.com/image/heart gif/sdbeeper/gif/heart.gif?o=18" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v283/sdbeeper/gif/heart.gif" border="0"></a></center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-17550882822084710562011-04-20T02:11:00.000-07:002011-04-20T02:15:01.608-07:00put ur hands in the air<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnarsHC8fsN44MtF0bmSAlXYzL8tUM1EsEKvOa8lGvKaSvim_0GucmRu9xZ4qe0ut4VCJaA8mad1M_A6J92aQo70duBLhhJONF1-lyiN9qsO0g43djYVKHErVZ1FhKhAFMlS6zgYjifaE/s1600/clubbing.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="165" width="305" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnarsHC8fsN44MtF0bmSAlXYzL8tUM1EsEKvOa8lGvKaSvim_0GucmRu9xZ4qe0ut4VCJaA8mad1M_A6J92aQo70duBLhhJONF1-lyiN9qsO0g43djYVKHErVZ1FhKhAFMlS6zgYjifaE/s320/clubbing.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<br />
Last Friday night<br />
Yeah we danced on tabletops<br />
And we took too many shots<br />
Think we kissed but I forgot<br />
Last Friday night<br />
Yeah we maxed our credit cards<br />
Then got kicked out of the bar<br />
So we hit the boulevard<br />
Last Friday night<br />
We went streaking in the park<br />
Skinny dipping in the dark<br />
Then had a menage a trois<br />
Last Friday night<br />
Yeah I think we broke the law<br />
Always say we're gonna stop<br />
But this Friday night<br />
Do it all again<br />
This Friday night<br />
Do it all againFARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-69726631867708913002011-04-09T03:36:00.000-07:002011-04-09T03:44:11.249-07:00tired eyes no more<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim-PpU4yradsJkSD7XG0_dmT0qETnkXrJPUpuvNR5sxv4UJi0-SAW6Qi4STKak1nscgX0kt7KxVIbYYlcKUkg_Tn3e7-qp0kqx_cvsbeTITeRIdbflEzb3TVs-xom15FZSQFR0EGAbFYI/s1600/d.i.y.-Beauty-recipes-eye-soother.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="400" width="346" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim-PpU4yradsJkSD7XG0_dmT0qETnkXrJPUpuvNR5sxv4UJi0-SAW6Qi4STKak1nscgX0kt7KxVIbYYlcKUkg_Tn3e7-qp0kqx_cvsbeTITeRIdbflEzb3TVs-xom15FZSQFR0EGAbFYI/s400/d.i.y.-Beauty-recipes-eye-soother.jpg" /></a></div><CENTER>LATE NIGHT RESCUE<br />
after a few late nights or as a fresh start to the day I can almost feel the cool soothing effect now:)</CENTER>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-57992179001025554832011-04-07T02:31:00.001-07:002011-04-09T03:47:38.657-07:00anonymous love<center>God gave us two ears to hear, <br />
two eyes to see and <br />
two hands to hold.<br />
But why did God give us only one heart? <br />
Because he wants us to find the other one.</center><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKGJWbKWo21JkKC3stLhnCOv0E0QdJyTyYeNPIBGkgI3zh2E23ckK6uC2QKfThQYHMiJoplrPTBh0z4VZAEABCuMCLMTt9X1yylP3uwR-NwGU1b7vF4a2fpuxsd14wNvd0XFBbpGofNF4/s1600/00000001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style=""><img border="0" height="152" width="171" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKGJWbKWo21JkKC3stLhnCOv0E0QdJyTyYeNPIBGkgI3zh2E23ckK6uC2QKfThQYHMiJoplrPTBh0z4VZAEABCuMCLMTt9X1yylP3uwR-NwGU1b7vF4a2fpuxsd14wNvd0XFBbpGofNF4/s200/00000001.jpg" /></a></div>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-90081077375301780232011-04-06T03:22:00.000-07:002011-04-09T03:51:20.706-07:00Friendship:)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ozAXjxb5KBbXOx2v5UDuWPdz4p0bAXhLJHhtV2XmWvF2DZWWk6-4BpuZ-xXGmHXCXqwPWef8_G97AwevJmI02bS8P1uzmpbYXIIKQdMDjv0J5K3HBA2enfgE-SjQ8Qy5CnfMudPbf8I/s1600/0000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="140" width="140" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_ozAXjxb5KBbXOx2v5UDuWPdz4p0bAXhLJHhtV2XmWvF2DZWWk6-4BpuZ-xXGmHXCXqwPWef8_G97AwevJmI02bS8P1uzmpbYXIIKQdMDjv0J5K3HBA2enfgE-SjQ8Qy5CnfMudPbf8I/s200/0000.jpg" /></a></div><pink>Friendship isn't always easily described. The Eskimos, they say, have a hundred different words for snow. Unfortunately, the English language isn't quite as innovative, though it has vast opportunities to differentiate meaning. Certainly, Love is one of those opportunities. And so, too, is Friendship.<br />
<br />
Instead of different words, however, we're stuck with simple adjectives. Close friend. Best friend. Childhood friend. Intimate friend. Trusted friend. Beloved friend. But whether you use adjectives or different words, few could deny the nearly infinite meaning in such a simple word.<br />
<br />
Friends are special people. We can't pick our family, and we're sorely limited in the number of them at any rate. Society and mores (and often our own conscience) dictate we select a single mate. But our friends can be as diverse and infinite as the adjectives we choose. Our friends, in a very real sense, reflect the choices we make in life</pink><br />
* I LOVE my friends, and i'm sure they know who they are :)FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-21288805755312477932011-03-31T00:40:00.000-07:002011-03-31T00:40:27.196-07:00it looks weird?haha, back on these days i saw him looking at me. when i passed by his class today, i tried to find him when i suddenly realised that he was actually looking at me. and hey, i love that glance coz it's kinda cute~ but nayy, tht dosen't mean anything yet.FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-7986529699934366662011-03-26T23:24:00.000-07:002011-03-26T23:24:01.520-07:00wanna be a ROCKSTAR*<center><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFPyi39XeYtqVmLOeH0a9L3ISh7mUafDYedjeqJaN2iEcCher3lzQb8g2ag2obywvXjGRrtbV6LN9yDmpuEll98ISqOhKobO3xy7YdRh6Pe31toE5kEm3b3omS7np09Bmr9H4T0UqRA3s/s1600/acoustic-guitar-Z-SHS_R.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="200" width="78" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFPyi39XeYtqVmLOeH0a9L3ISh7mUafDYedjeqJaN2iEcCher3lzQb8g2ag2obywvXjGRrtbV6LN9yDmpuEll98ISqOhKobO3xy7YdRh6Pe31toE5kEm3b3omS7np09Bmr9H4T0UqRA3s/s200/acoustic-guitar-Z-SHS_R.jpg" /></a></div>I wanna enter a guitar class as soon as possible. can't wait any longer to play an acoustic song!</center><br />
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FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-84216786845761013652011-03-26T23:11:00.000-07:002011-03-26T23:18:20.805-07:00cameron highlands<center>it was so cold there and the breeze were so amazing. definitely, we had a tremendous and fun time there.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOxvUgR0Jtq-QnZ4mxmNah_5nKMlqrdrCcVZQBdSfEqlZfyiqDfFO2d-zpOn0l3DzX_4vEA52wiofTAimNAIBr2rmeKqjTNNtaZb40fUIcjN7wRd4UjJEKOAP3Ce78V9mhnbs8cTECzYI/s1600/DSC_1642.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="214" width="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOxvUgR0Jtq-QnZ4mxmNah_5nKMlqrdrCcVZQBdSfEqlZfyiqDfFO2d-zpOn0l3DzX_4vEA52wiofTAimNAIBr2rmeKqjTNNtaZb40fUIcjN7wRd4UjJEKOAP3Ce78V9mhnbs8cTECzYI/s320/DSC_1642.JPG" /></a></div></center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-69368215956264686392011-03-26T09:01:00.001-07:002011-03-26T09:36:00.834-07:00Bruno Mars<center> <a href="http://picasion.com/" title="make a gif"><img src="http://i.picasion.com/pic39/6697afdbe71cf79644a7297a36a8228e.gif" width="250" height="300" border="0" alt="make a gif" /></a><br />
You're Like So Damn Cute Bruno and I'll always love you <3 HAHA</center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-52381327359923259342011-03-26T08:13:00.000-07:002011-03-26T08:14:37.920-07:00tuition matters part 2<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZuTOFb7b4psBvFOKasc2lt1s9hy4KeChfhkmxlFNLT1w2-3hnY1T_rbGu_2PQNbFW-FG1lTITnaO1sIJs1t29smWndlp3tY4u0qt8NTOdSxH85c02NP3GGxYdytEY9qpZHycgTRelH-k/s1600/fireworks02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="150" width="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZuTOFb7b4psBvFOKasc2lt1s9hy4KeChfhkmxlFNLT1w2-3hnY1T_rbGu_2PQNbFW-FG1lTITnaO1sIJs1t29smWndlp3tY4u0qt8NTOdSxH85c02NP3GGxYdytEY9qpZHycgTRelH-k/s320/fireworks02.jpg" /></a></div>After arguing like 1000 times with my parents bout tuition, at last i agreed to go for tuition. but if possible i want it to be personal tuition so that i'm able to give my 100% through out the class. and guess what? i also asked fer a violin or guitar class. playing music isn't just fer fun, it also helps to boost and enhance our other side of brain. so when both sides are functioning well, we'll be more active and also cleverer. i'm gonna try it and see how it goes ~FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-89311469012821206022011-03-26T07:21:00.000-07:002011-03-26T07:47:17.743-07:00can't stop from listening this song!<center><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/t4H_Zoh7G5A?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br />
On The Floor<br />
Go J-LO<3</center>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-60872336520466487182011-03-26T07:11:00.001-07:002011-03-26T07:11:31.739-07:00confused<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAt5C1AJNfySV7cIWlNQUCEwmaEk0gnPD8yw0sSHJPpJmUWElkiML_Q5WJCzeCLEF4cgtKLkwcoqTJFsgGsanxtvpC6d003EzkRGgm2J8qB6EfpAIc3SUwPEE3oY4V_2Q0wyjzZMiPoNI/s1600/00000000000000.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="210" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAt5C1AJNfySV7cIWlNQUCEwmaEk0gnPD8yw0sSHJPpJmUWElkiML_Q5WJCzeCLEF4cgtKLkwcoqTJFsgGsanxtvpC6d003EzkRGgm2J8qB6EfpAIc3SUwPEE3oY4V_2Q0wyjzZMiPoNI/s400/00000000000000.jpg" /></a></div>FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-78075080767498115572011-03-25T02:49:00.000-07:002011-03-25T02:50:10.625-07:00je t'aime, Bruno Mars<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPgy0tPYSl69dvVjygsVzCWs_ZfmULsNqf-zStgl8ZLD2Uo_pfj1QCq3L5C_sQvC3zpqmZV6IgDwbv3tuvHUh72OXhfSuADxuAkdnsoqzB0bElUuQTfR1I6N8vnweAH9g0axrTTbjN-k/s1600/0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="100" width="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjjPgy0tPYSl69dvVjygsVzCWs_ZfmULsNqf-zStgl8ZLD2Uo_pfj1QCq3L5C_sQvC3zpqmZV6IgDwbv3tuvHUh72OXhfSuADxuAkdnsoqzB0bElUuQTfR1I6N8vnweAH9g0axrTTbjN-k/s400/0.jpg" /></a></div>It's the most charming and sweetest guy in the world, bruno mars. thnks fer making me fall in love with u. haha, insane lol -.-FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-87191706432702299762011-03-25T02:12:00.000-07:002011-03-25T03:02:56.620-07:00SPM*<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUi9OmXQEGze8zZyP61p-Pjf0H5kIG3mOVduqTZTu6DMMem6hAs_vuKmp8b13pSsZVS4tDlFYfNnlmUF6RNMo6lOmfEu8dJkL78JIS02qzurVc-dSWLYHfxBfQdSWyIhouTSeAwwt6wJ4/s1600/ex.aspx" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="200" width="159" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUi9OmXQEGze8zZyP61p-Pjf0H5kIG3mOVduqTZTu6DMMem6hAs_vuKmp8b13pSsZVS4tDlFYfNnlmUF6RNMo6lOmfEu8dJkL78JIS02qzurVc-dSWLYHfxBfQdSWyIhouTSeAwwt6wJ4/s200/ex.aspx" /></a></div>only now i realised that i'm actually gonna sit fer spm at the end of the year. fara, how are u gonna get 9As if u kept being lazy, HUH? i really hope that i'll get straight A's fer my spm as i got straight A's in my both of PMR & UPSR. so, it must be the same fer spm, right? i noe it's not impossible but it'll be impossible if i kept doing nothing to prepare fer the exam.i think im just gonna die straight away if i don't obtain tht straight A's. One more thing, i just hope tht i'll wake up from this daydream i've been had fer all this while so that i can study hard to achieve my goal. and also, to banish all bad elements that surrounds me. unohu~FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-48728827701608748272011-03-24T22:40:00.003-07:002011-03-24T23:24:08.436-07:00i'm dancin' like i am the only one^^,<center><iframe title="YouTube video player" width="300" height="200" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FrK6N4db-ik?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe></CENTER><br />
I think travie mc coy's kinda cute but a lil bit freak?YEAHHFARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-2078288792493296252011-03-13T17:55:00.000-07:002011-03-25T03:05:58.790-07:00what i wanna pursue ;)today, jom masuk u carnival was held at persada johor. i visited almost all booth there and i finally realised that i wanna be a doctor! and insyallah i'll be a paediatrics coz i love children ;)and and i also realised that i need to study harder. yes, that made me worried coz i know i'm the laziest person in the world. if possible, i don't want to go to matrik. instead i wanna enter asasi sains UM. after one year in asasi, i'll hv another five years to further the study in university! YEAY~ (ceh, macam dah sure je) it's okay, be confident*<br />
* to my sister, i hope you'll be a good physician or surgeon ;) AMINFARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4740791507153162149.post-18774488890441241272011-03-13T17:36:00.000-07:002011-03-13T17:36:46.044-07:00school holiday, at last!6 days until the school begin. i woke up early today at 6.00 am. realising nothing to do, i wrote to you bloggie ;) i'm planning to go somewhere this holiday, but i still can't find the right place ;( still finding and searching though. wish me luck in finding one~FARA LECKAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02598787574402119465noreply@blogger.com