tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13837446016934165142024-02-19T03:36:33.951-08:00Ila Athirah WorldLove is the most beautiful thing on earth, but there's also pain i love.
Teenagers like me will always fly in love. But the first thing that teenagers has to do is STUDYING..IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-89962016437533713552009-08-19T11:04:00.000-07:002009-08-19T11:10:40.679-07:00Aware of the Virus H1N1!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaXTtAzkIM8OlGrZ9wzY1777zLwTza2fVZtV_cDAlQX1hOscqQdPe31MLmHJ2lacT4sZAqep42tpuZjCs94keflEkBHKBoL-aAk-AMOATlZP0vDgyl8JADvkwfQ1u_xAZMVFjys0gIUpM/s1600-h/cae72ec512bdf5da.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 97px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaXTtAzkIM8OlGrZ9wzY1777zLwTza2fVZtV_cDAlQX1hOscqQdPe31MLmHJ2lacT4sZAqep42tpuZjCs94keflEkBHKBoL-aAk-AMOATlZP0vDgyl8JADvkwfQ1u_xAZMVFjys0gIUpM/s320/cae72ec512bdf5da.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371738123412677586" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hey... now i'm at home... Da lme aku x bkak blog aku nih. Bz beb... mcm2 krje ader. Ni pon blik coz cti mid sem. Skang ni tgh dgr lgu resah dlm crite puteri aurora beradu. Ske gler lgu ni. Di jwang lgi pon... Aku mmg syg gle... Aku windu kat kau.....<br /><br />Ok.. korang mst tau kan? skang ni ader virus yg hbt gle. Iaitu H1N1. Sbb 2 lah aku bleh blik awl sket. Skul aku bleh blik ari Rabu coz skul ktorang da ade 3 org positif H1N1. Parents aku pgi ambik aku mlm tdi dlm kul 9.00 g2. Aku pon da x igt. Tdi t'jmpe die 2... Hem.. aku just lambai and trus jln. Gudbye.. I love you... I miss you..<br /><br />Oleh itu jgalah dri bek2 ye sumer kwn2ku. Elakkan drpd trjebak ke virus H1N1. Ianya bleh membawa maut. Satu nywa org islam kat Malaysia ni cam 1000 nywa okay.. remember...IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-66925808004730024952009-06-01T18:47:00.002-07:002009-06-01T18:53:19.625-07:00Who is he??<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvqBmES-Ixy2qUZA6sg33vjK7-DV2hx12hqU036d3SWWIEMxYPFpEHf88Iev8N68mQa0-k_w86eEYQFpvNPBaIpYfz_dQvQ1-8Clxrf9fgotFkiRra7SA-BIAnVxehChyphenhyphene67FGxWZ3mh4/s1600-h/glitterfy204514694D33.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 233px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvqBmES-Ixy2qUZA6sg33vjK7-DV2hx12hqU036d3SWWIEMxYPFpEHf88Iev8N68mQa0-k_w86eEYQFpvNPBaIpYfz_dQvQ1-8Clxrf9fgotFkiRra7SA-BIAnVxehChyphenhyphene67FGxWZ3mh4/s320/glitterfy204514694D33.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342541146939092530" /></a><br /><br />Who is this guy up here? This is my guy. My boyfriend. His name is Mohammad Hafiza bin Mohamed. He's cute right? Well, if you see his smile i know your heart will melt. He has a cute smile that makes my heart beats whenever i see him. Huhu... We've been a couple since Jan. And know it's already Jun. I love him so much...IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-27658059019187072462009-05-31T07:10:00.000-07:002009-05-31T07:31:20.855-07:00I am bored<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz7OEjZKk6oDkfTOXofm7DwgsRf0_BsyVD4EWCPCtPnVWsCZhQtzktdUjIydUirXYzFQAFQTQPC4vp-1JJs5JZoelu8xg0KYYc_Kdf6NljN-B14O4exXRA4UacrwofxMkyFoMfWIwZOY/s1600-h/love.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfz7OEjZKk6oDkfTOXofm7DwgsRf0_BsyVD4EWCPCtPnVWsCZhQtzktdUjIydUirXYzFQAFQTQPC4vp-1JJs5JZoelu8xg0KYYc_Kdf6NljN-B14O4exXRA4UacrwofxMkyFoMfWIwZOY/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341995495175677634" /></a><br />Okay.. This picture is fo this story. I don't know any other picture to pick. Just this one that i think beautiful. I know it don't suits this story right?<br /><br />Okay now i'm getting bored an bored. I think it is better for me to go to school. Now at my watch it is already 9.15p.m. Yeah right know i am prep if i am at school and you and your friends will be at the foyer. Studying or peeping i think. Ahhh.. it doesn't matter. You peep at me right?<br /><br />I have some homework to do but i am too lazy to do it. What's wrong with me? I know when my grades reaches home, i will be dead meat. Owh no!! I am so afraid. What do other people think of me if i have 2.5 down again? My mom really desire me to get 3.00 and up. I can't okay.<br /><br />I've failed for Science. I only get 52 in Maths and i also fail in seni. What's wrong with me? Seni is one of the easiest thing in earth. Well maybe don't have the heart to do seni. Yeah well i admit it. I am not as creative as my siblings. THey can draw perfectly no like me. i've tried many times. I don't know what's wrong with me. All of the drawings make my head spin.<br /><br />I only love to hear the music. I can get my head out of all of the stress that i have. Urgh... My parents ust be mad at me. Owh.. i am so afraid. God please help me....IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-23283417906079837252009-05-30T01:44:00.001-07:002009-05-30T02:06:35.325-07:00Banned the LDP!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJXf7gE6fcRaWAtAzTInzDbgAqiu_G7XuXAUvPpRfOJg4nyQT4_TonwUmdJpi_gaJrIaTqTb7bA-B0lJXi15TZaumRetjlc1Rf9PCxqT7yGKwdtE75CMNAAqKIPkz8VeoxFeiO2XBGlLI/s1600-h/cool_color_shoes.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJXf7gE6fcRaWAtAzTInzDbgAqiu_G7XuXAUvPpRfOJg4nyQT4_TonwUmdJpi_gaJrIaTqTb7bA-B0lJXi15TZaumRetjlc1Rf9PCxqT7yGKwdtE75CMNAAqKIPkz8VeoxFeiO2XBGlLI/s320/cool_color_shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341540781213086850" /></a><br />Okay. I am using this picture for this story.. Yeah it's cute right?<br /><br />Hey you guys!! Me here want to make a group called Banned The LDP. LDP mean Lembaga Disiplin Pelajar or Prefects in MRSM. There are about 60 in my school if i'm not mistaken. Some of the students called the LDP Lembaga Dibenci Pelajar. Yeah right. We hate them. They are stinks. Especially the 09/10 generation.<br /><br />Okay it was like this there was a LDP Practical season in my school. THey are like doing an audition. There are 12 pupils altogether in form 2. And you know what!! 5 of them are in my class. Owh they are so annoying. I can't even hit the law. Stupid LDP.<br /><br />They are aftering my cellphone. Yeah i brought the phone. Here, there's something i want to tell you. If you want to take my phone take the precident first. And after that i'll give you mine. Fatihah, my classmate(LDP Practical) said " Your name is with ustaz already. This is because you brought the phone and everything you've made." i look at her and said " What do i care?? And it's none of your business right?" i ask and walk away.<br /><br />She become so proud after being the ldp practical. I don't want her to be the BWP it was awful if she is the bwp. Our school will ruin. Yeah i admit it. I am a naughty girl in school. I brought cellphone to school, i only wear 'selipar jepun' to BA not wearing sandals and stocking, i don't wear the scarf, i certaily always do bad stuff. <br /><br />Fatihah also, hey if you really liked Syafiq Syazwan, then married him. What so stupid. Every night after prep you will wear your perfume to walk down the stair. Do you think he likes you no way. The things you said about you and Fadil. It's incredible. I can't beleive it. But i think that you are already stinks. Someone has touches your body. You are STINKS!!<br /><br />I think this is it for now. But i really hate the LDP 09/10. I HATE THEM SO MUCH..IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-42012836278517673802009-05-29T21:47:00.000-07:002009-05-30T02:10:01.104-07:00Just Popping To Say Hi<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDt94q5MekhZoeL4IZBn8Xyk9Io6M2_LdwZEBvoJHHiWu2hbUXf2wDJ-Ir1FihcMHGdYJS_YE8FjSkV8WPriVW06Z6uFx8jgfGKuu2wIIQiXOVpx33seEcAGLHS9ZWXYZTUzbbmmlFAmA/s1600-h/emo_teddy_bear.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDt94q5MekhZoeL4IZBn8Xyk9Io6M2_LdwZEBvoJHHiWu2hbUXf2wDJ-Ir1FihcMHGdYJS_YE8FjSkV8WPriVW06Z6uFx8jgfGKuu2wIIQiXOVpx33seEcAGLHS9ZWXYZTUzbbmmlFAmA/s320/emo_teddy_bear.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341541701880521346" /></a><br />Okay from now on, i'll be using a picture in every of my story. This is the picture for this story.<br /><br />Hey everyone long time no see. I am busy with so many things. Schools, exams, friends, boys and girls. I am home now after two weeks of exams,the most thing that i don't like in school. Well forget it.. Now i'm home and i can do so many things here freely, messaging, playing the comp and everything. I can get out of my head from school and i can sings.. happilly. MERDEKA!! yeye... what a stupid me.Okay there's so many things happenned at school. This couple of days. <br /><br />Syawal, Pija, Fahmi and pokku always stares at me like they want to eat me. I personally don't like it. I know there's something that Syawal wanted to say. But he just keep his mouth shut without any words go out. It's better like that bcause i don't want any arguing when FF knows. SOme of the form4 students said that my face looks like him. <br /><br />I feel so annoying when i walk past themm, they'll said 'Look at her face, Like Syawal right?' i was so annoying and quickly run away before they look at my face again. I once look at my face. Yeah there's a little my face same with him. Well if he's my brother, it's okay. We have the same face haha.<br /><br />Okay, now is about the form 4 students. What about them? Syafiq and Wafa always thinks that me and my fellow friends stare at them. Hei sorrylah. So many other people can i look at at that school. You Syafiq qhat's wrong with you? You seems shy to meet me. I don't know why buit you throw a piece of paper at me and i scold you. You are hiding behind the door. Didn't i know that you are behind that. Stupid GUY!!<br /><br />Okay, the last thing is about a guy. I don't know what's his name. he is a form 4 students. He called me and i turn to look at him he said. " Hey, one of my friends send his regards to you. " who is ask. "......." i don't know who because his voice is so sharp. Furthermore is was so noisy at that time. After that, they always look at me. Like at the train station. I get out my cellphone. Yeah i am a naughty girl. Brought a phone to school. <br /><br />They walk pass me with a smile. I think they want to have my number because they've asked Aina to ask me whether i want to give my number to them. I said if they want, they have to ask me themself. Serves them right.<br /><br />Okay i thing this is all the things that happenned that i can remember. I've wrote in a book my book has left in my house. So this is just a little about the story.IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-597415617499772652009-05-09T08:12:00.000-07:002009-05-09T08:14:27.820-07:00Beautiful Eyes by Taylor SwiftThis song is so special to me. The lyrics means everything to me. I always the remember the way you stares into my eyes. It make my body shakes.. Read at the lyrics and you'll understand.<br /><br />your beautiful eyes stare right into mine<br />and sometimes i think of you late at night<br />i don't know why<br />i wanna be somewhere where you are<br />i wanna be where...<br /><br />chorus:<br />your here, your eyes are lookin into mine<br />so baby, make me fly<br />my heart has never felt this way before<br />i'm lookin through your<br />i'm lookin through your eyes..<br /><br />i wake up, i'm alive<br />in only a little while, i'll cry<br />cause your my lullaby <br />so baby, come hold me tight<br />cause i, i wanna be everything you need<br />i wanna be where...<br /><br />chorus:<br />your here, your eyes are lookin into mine<br />so baby, make me fly<br />my heart has never felt this way before<br />i'm lookin through your<br />i'm lookin through your eyes..<br /><br />just as long as your mine<br />i'll be your everything tonight<br />let me love you, kiss you<br />baby, let me miss you<br />let me see your...<br />dream about, dream about your eyes<br />eyes, eyes, beautiful eyes...IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-86098532915775848392009-04-17T01:57:00.000-07:002009-04-17T02:06:01.319-07:00My BirthdayOkay, talking about my birthday last 26th March. I'm at school that time. It's quite of fun. That night, i slept a little earlie not like i always does. Maybe i was so tired that night. At 12.00 am suddenly i sense that someone is looking at me. I open my eyes and i can see many of my friends that's was around me looking and they sing Happy birthday.<br /><br />I was so shock. They smiles and get out some foods. I don't know where they bought it. I said. " What is this?!!" They said. " Happy Birthday Nabila!!" i feel so happy that night. We celebrated my birthday untill one o'clock and we only stop untill i've told them to go to sleep since we have school tomorrow.<br /><br />Today is Thursday and it was my birthday. Many of my friends and classmates shout Happy Birthday to me. That moring i walk in the class when suddenly all of my classmates sing a Happy Birthday song to me. I was so shy and quickly walk to my desk. I met him he smiles at me. I smiles back. <br /><br />I was so shock that night when suddenly Kak Idah came to find me. She smiles at me and i ask " Why?" she smiles and said. " There's a form 5 student said Happy birthday and kirim salam to you." I said " Who?" she said " Didn't you know him?" ask her. I said no. " F---- -----N" I said oooo and quickly get into the room.<br /><br />I was so shock. What a brave of him to tell me that. This was my 14th birthday and i love it so much. It means everything to me.IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-37979914942177841772009-04-17T01:42:00.000-07:002009-04-17T01:51:54.470-07:00Hear This SongI recommended for everyone to hear this song. This song is so sad. It remembers me about him. Yeah we broke up because of another girl. It's okay. I accept it. Just one more thing this song is one of my favourite. <br /><br /><br />Ungu - Cinta Dalam Hati<br /><br />Mungkin ini memang jalan takdirku<br />Mengagumi tanpa di cintai<br />Tak mengapa bagiku asal kau pun bahagia<br />Dengan hidupmu, dengan hidupmu<br /><br />Telah lama kupendam perasaan itu<br />Menunggu hatimu menyambut diriku<br />Tak mengapa bagiku cintaimu pun adalah<br />Bahagia untukku, bahagia untukku<br /><br />Reff:<br />Ku ingin kau tahu<br />Diriku di sini menanti dirimu<br />Meski ku tunggu<br />Hingga ujung waktuku<br /><br />Dan berharap rasa ini kan abadi untuk selamanya<br />Dan izinkan aku memeluk dirimu kali ini saja<br />Tuk ucapkan selamat tinggal untuk selamanya<br />Dan biarkan rasa ini bahagia untuk sekejap saja<br /><br />Repeat reffIlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-63324486573995602952009-04-16T00:49:00.000-07:002009-04-16T01:24:34.438-07:00My Love Story<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ElafbfVxQgKppQHthWvuDS9vwnmW_mFnDwF9vx8QDe9TM5lJLtyz4IUPmwRPlYmOGjRny0S3_l2Ln2ITB_iWyLerxujLrrbXCwOuNSGg3R9B8ooxkQzkVlelH8-hFAFZmqEgRrjFgZQ/s1600-h/Broken_Heart.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325197002885350370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ElafbfVxQgKppQHthWvuDS9vwnmW_mFnDwF9vx8QDe9TM5lJLtyz4IUPmwRPlYmOGjRny0S3_l2Ln2ITB_iWyLerxujLrrbXCwOuNSGg3R9B8ooxkQzkVlelH8-hFAFZmqEgRrjFgZQ/s320/Broken_Heart.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">This is what i wrote at school when fucking damn bored in class. This is i think all about me..</span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">I still remember the first night we met.<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">You stares at me and shouted my name loudly<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">Everyone look at us<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">It's a bit ashame yeah... huhu<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">I think it was just a coincidence that god make for us<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">The god make us met and fall for each other<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">That was just memories..<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">There's nothing like that anymore<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">Now, we just keep starring at each other without a smile<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">Something i think you hurt looking at my attitude talking and playing with my boy friends..<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">It is so hard for us to be a couple<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">We don't ought to be together<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">You always look at me, but your friends?<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">They torture my feelings<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">Maybe we are just crushing at each other<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">The god made us met just to know each other<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">But it's okay i know who i am<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">There are many girls out there are better than me for you<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">Just forget me!!<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">Don't cry There's nothing to regret anymore<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">Love is not with us<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">I'm sorry<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">I can't do this anymore<br /></span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">It hurts my feelings....</span></div>IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-15242077351209182022009-04-15T23:45:00.000-07:002009-04-16T01:25:16.452-07:00At Last I'm Home!!<div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;">I'm Home At Last!!!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ffffff;">I<span style="font-size:85%;"> am so happy to be home at last. Luckily the super will be held in my school. Or else i'll be noit going home right know. I miss everything at home. My computer, my hanset, my parents, my sibling and everybody. My parents take me at the Maktab at 11.00 o'clock and reach home 12.30p.m.</span></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">The first thing i done is opening my friendster. So many messages there. And then i open my myspace. Long time no see. The super is (Sukan Zon Timur Upper Form). I wish good luck to all of MRSM Kuala Krai attenders. I hope we will win again like the suzon at MRSM Grik. Like the headmaster quote 'MRSM Kuala Krai Number One'</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">Yay!! We will be number one if we always make our Maktab a peaceful and a loving face. I love MRSM Kuala Krai so much. That was my second home. I think haha!! </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"></span></div>IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-4062197402524535412009-03-19T05:30:00.000-07:002009-03-19T06:25:04.428-07:00I HURT SOMEONE!!!<span style="color:#990000;">I think i've hurt someone. It's a guy. He loves me so much. But what have i done???!! I hurt him everybody.. Owh no... I hurt him two times in a day. It was the last day school. And it was the last day i can see him in this month. I'm sorry.. So.. sorry.</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">The story was like this. There's a girl called illa(me) talking with a guy(her friend) called Aiman. They are talking and laughing together on a desk side by side. Suddenly Pija(the guy whom i've hurted) walks beside my class. He stares me in my eyes. Owh i was so afraid that time and i quickly look away. I don't want to look at his misery eyes. It was sad. The second was i was walking to the canteen when somebody called my name and i turn to look at who. It was a guy(don't know what his name). He gives me a gift. He said, " Happy Birthday. I love you" when i was talking to that guy, pija suddenly walk beside us. He stops in front of us and luckily his friend called his name and pull him away. </span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">I'm, sorry!!! I didn't mean too. You don't even replies my messages. I miss you. The two guys have nothing to do with me. They are just my friends includes the guy that gave me the gift. I am so so... sorry. And now i feel so sad that you don't even reply any of my messages. Somebody please help me!! Anybody.. please.. I've hurted him. Okay.. that's all about him.</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span>IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-89407635357768824602009-03-19T04:34:00.000-07:002009-03-19T04:51:35.973-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;">The Way I Loved You - Taylor Swift</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;">he is sensible and so incredible</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and all my single friends are jealous</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">he says everything i need to hear and its like</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">i couldnt ask for anything better</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">he opens up my door and i get into his car</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and he says you look beautiful tonight</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and i feel perfectly fine</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">chorus</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">but i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and its 2am and im cursing your name</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">youre so in love that you act insane</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and thats the way i loved you</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">breakin down and coming undone</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">its a roller coaster kinda rush</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and i never knew i Could feel that much</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and thats the way i loved you</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">he respects my space</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and never makes me waitand</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">he calls exactly when he says he will</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">hes close to my mother</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">talks business with my father</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">hes charming and endearing</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and im comfortable</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">repeat chorus</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">he cant see the smile im faking</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and my hearts not breaking</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">cause im not feeling anything at all</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and you were wild and crazy</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">just so frustrating intoxicating</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">complicated, got away by some mistake and now</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">chorus</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">its 2am and im cursing your name</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">im so in love that i acted insane</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and thats the way i loved you</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">breaking down and coming undone</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">its a roller coaster kinda rush</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and i never knew i could feel that much</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and thats the way i loved you oh, oh</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and thats the way i loved you oh, oh</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">never knew i could feel that much</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">and thats the way i loved you </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">This song is for my one and only love. </span>IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1383744601693416514.post-8148370273339766542009-03-19T03:28:00.000-07:002009-03-19T04:07:06.711-07:00My Blog<div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;">This is Me</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">So.. i am so happy to have a blog at last! This is my 3rd or 4th blog. I don't even know and don't even care. In this blog, i will write everything that happens in my life of a teenage cute girl(what a sooo.. prasan me..huhu). OKay enough of mengarut thingy. My name is Nur Nabila Athirah. You all can call me Nabila or illa. Some of the boys at school call me Illa. And i don't mind. My birthdate is at 26 of March 1995 and i am an Aries. I am studying at MRSM Kuala Krai. A high school that has been open by MARA. If i'm not mistaken there are 24 all of them here at Malaysia. Now i am FORM 2/TWO. Owh no! The PMR is only around the corner. Pray for me okay... I live in Tanah Merah, Kelantan. My house is a banglo and i love it so much...</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">My favourite singer is Taylor Swift, Jesse McCartney, Katty Perry and many more. I love many singers. My favourite movie is Harry Potter. My family called me the Harry Potter freak because all that i've talked about is always about Harry Potter, Harry Potter and Harry Potter. I don't know why but i love it so much. My favourite actor and actress is of course Daniel Radcliffe, Emma Watson and Rupert Grint. Nobody can say anything about my favourites. I LOVE them okay!! </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Okay.. now what? I don't know what to say more. Just add me at ym through this email >> </span><a href="mailto:illa748@yahoo.com"><span style="color:#ffffff;">illa748@yahoo.com</span></a><span style="color:#ffffff;">. My friendster email is </span><a href="mailto:illa_kkr95@yahoo.com"><span style="color:#ffffff;">illa_kkr95@yahoo.com</span></a><span style="color:#ffffff;"> and my myspace email is </span><a href="mailto:illa748@yahoo.com"><span style="color:#ffffff;">illa748@yahoo.com</span></a><span style="color:#ffffff;">. Hope you all add me and following my blog updates. HUHU.. BYe.. BYe...</span></span></div><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"></span>IlaAthirahhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10077913538949642709noreply@blogger.com0