Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn’t nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand. hello peeps! do follow me :) tak kenal maka tak cinta.

Friday, 8 June 2012

adik yang kojak.

Assalamualaikum. sihat? nak cite sikit sama lu orang, tadi masa kat stadium, ada adik ni datang kat aku, "abang, abang pakai seluar ketat eh?" aku jawab ah dgn bangganya, "haah, kenapa?" dia jawab "sedara saya pun pakai seluar ketat, tapi dia pondan". haha kau dah pahal adik? adoinye pun. nak tahu tak aku tak siap homework lagi. terbaikkkk -,-. im off to kedah, bye everythinggg :')

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