tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-346134112011-04-21T15:23:23.111-07:00be entertained or entertain?Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.comBlogger221100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1164539833728111422006-11-26T02:43:00.000-08:002006-11-26T03:17:13.746-08:00<span style="color:#ffccff;">today..</span><br /><span style="color:#ffccff;">i went to a place called yobuko..</span><br /><span style="color:#ffccff;">it took 2 hours to go there by car.. i went there with momo n natsumi..</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/685841/IMG_0121.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/425533/IMG_0121.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">i was trying my best to take out the siput from the shell..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">it didn`t taste very nice.. at the end.. i said very nice..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">hehe..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">it took 2 minutes to take out the shell from the siput coz it is fresh..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">2nd reason is bcoz u had to use chopsticks n some kind of jarum thingy to take out the siput..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">they laughed at me!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">uweeek!! hehe.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;">coz for them it was very easy...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff99ff;"></span><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/266739/PICT0019.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/752166/PICT0019.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">this is what i ate.. behind da round thingy is the meat..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">it fits till i cannot really take it out!!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">hehe..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">i think i am gonna be seafood sick.. </span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;">too much seafood today!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc66cc;"></span><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/253936/PICT0039.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/273618/PICT0039.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">a picture of me with the underground fishes..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">at yobuko..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">there is a place that u can go deep down the sea n see the fishes..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">it was a small place to see..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">just a medium round room that u can see fishes..</span><br /><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px" height="196" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/345680/PICT0027.jpg" width="254" border="0" /><br /><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/843928/PICT0040.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/32336/PICT0040.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#993399;">from left is momo</span></p><p><span style="color:#993399;">natsumi..</span></p><p><span style="color:#993399;">n me...</span></p><p><span style="color:#993399;">just came out from the underground thingy..</span></p><p><span style="color:#993399;">i look soo ugly in this pic...</span></p><p></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/847471/PICT0047.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/411987/PICT0047.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#33ff33;">those are alive sotongs in a restaurant. u eat the sotong while the legs are movin... Raw!! i didn`t try as i am not sure islam can eat n i dun think it taste nice...</span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/658086/PICT0045.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 70px" height="126" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/478087/PICT0045.jpg" width="266" border="0" /></a></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;">this is a dryer squid machine... it spins like damn fast!!</span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/987052/IMG_0148.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/214276/IMG_0148.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#3366ff;">u see that squid.. </span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">the legs are moving!! u eat it with ketchup!!</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;">nasty!!</span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/183760/IMG_0108.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/3110/IMG_0108.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#ffff00;">that is the picture of me in the boat with my friends..</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">they follow me wherever i go..!!</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span></p><p><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/44151/IMG_0115.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/101863/IMG_0115.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">we are the umbrella girls!!<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/467211/IMG_0147.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/437981/IMG_0147.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">that is me eating a nasty food..</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">bluek!!!</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">i can womit..</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">but</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">i didn`t!! gtg...</span></p><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">ciaow!</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116453983372811142?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1164537660290880532006-11-26T02:24:00.000-08:002006-11-26T02:41:00.303-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/1600/316738/IMG_0003.jpg"><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/414411/IMG_0003.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#cc33cc;">a pair of original nike shoe on sale that costs around rm 55.... it is not in malaysia yet.. hehe</span><br /><p></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/941515/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#ffff00;">from left.. a dolphin necklace for my sis... 2 yin n yang necklace for 4 friends as friends 4 eva..</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;">down.. ying n yang phone accesory 1 for me and 1 for nadya... a bangle that changes colour under the sun..</span><br /><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/729894/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p><span style="color:#66ffff;">a 3d bookmark for athirah... a dolphin ring for natasha.. in a bottle.. a necklace for amira.. badge for abang.. phone stickers for nadya..</span></p><p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/811761/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p><span style="color:#ff0000;">a touch light stitch for me n a touch light nbc for my sis.. a ring on top of the boxes is my ring made of coral..</span></p><p><img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3742/3816/320/519835/IMG_0008.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p><span style="color:#3333ff;">a sticth album.. nbc album.. nbc selimut..</span></p><p><span style="color:#3333ff;">fyi..</span></p><p><span style="color:#3333ff;">1 nbc stuff will be given to aaron depends on what my sis choose..</span></p><p><span style="color:#3333ff;">i have to keep money to shop for my 2 aunty n my best guy friends..</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116453766029088053?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1164422130141091082006-11-24T18:34:00.000-08:002006-11-24T18:35:30.153-08:00<span style="color:#33ff33;">i dun understand what they write here to show the blog..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">till i check..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">i accidentally deleted it!!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">sorie..</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116442213014109108?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1164421643427659932006-11-24T18:24:00.000-08:002006-11-24T18:27:23.440-08:00<span style="color:#66ffff;">yesterday is like normal days..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">but during pe there is a marathon.. i got last in my class..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">i thought short race..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">but then i realize that it was a long race...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">i feel like i have ashtma..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">as when i breath my ribs hurt!!</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">um..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">at nite..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">i slept at 1,00 clock japanese time..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">chattin for such a long time...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">till now..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">i get sick!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">well..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">gtg n have rest..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">so that i can go to see a nice view on sunday</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116442164342765993?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1164098628860918062006-11-21T00:38:00.000-08:002006-11-21T00:43:48.873-08:00<span style="color:#33ffff;">well..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">i had to walk to school for 30 minutes..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">damn tiring!!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">um... skool starts at 8.20</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">music here is much more advanced den malaysia..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">including maths..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">um.........</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">after 12..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">we ate..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">then.. we had to clean up our own mess..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">the whole school!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">around 2.30..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">they practice music n do simon says..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">their english is like for 4 year old babies..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">simon says..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">i felt embarrased!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">it is like a high school student in a tadika..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">hehe....gtg</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">byee...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">tommorow i have to go to momo`s house..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">in the pic...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116409862886091806?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1164023074391993072006-11-20T02:49:00.001-08:002006-11-20T03:44:34.403-08:00<span style="color:#ffff33;">a lot of things happen today as there is no school bcoz on sunday we went to school already...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">um..</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">it started at 1 o`clock..</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">i went to my foster mum`s sister house..</span><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/IMG_0046.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/IMG_0046.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">i made my own green tea...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">bside me is opachan..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">n a guidance from my foster mother`s sis...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">it didn`t taste that nice although i think the taste is very unique..</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/IMG_0051.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/IMG_0051.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i guess u got backstage pass before seing a model pose...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">hehe....</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/IMG_0059.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/IMG_0059.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">look at me..</span> </div><div><span style="color:#ff0000;">with my own pose...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">well what to do?</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i am a natural model..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">hehe..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">the picture is taken in front of a japanese garden..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /></div></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/IMG_0057.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/IMG_0057.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#3333ff;">oopss..</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">silly old me..</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">what to do??</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">just bein myself...</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">n enjoying it...</span><br /><p><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></p><p></p><p><br /><br /></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#33ffff;"><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/IMG_0066.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/IMG_0066.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">the talented eniza..</span></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">at the end... </span></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="color:#33ffff;">i really did practise playin it!</span></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span> </p><p><span style="color:#ffffff;">t </span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116402307439199307?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163935559463167542006-11-19T03:17:00.001-08:002006-11-19T03:25:59.466-08:00<span style="color:#cc33cc;">i cried a lil bit..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">as i saw iryani... cikgu amran`s daughter cryin as she realize that she will be leavin us..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">then in the evening ...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">edric seek..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">a guy cried emotionaly for half an hour..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">didn`t expect a guy to cry harder than me..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">more emotional...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">hehe..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i hang out with the subang people...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">nathanael... q-hung... n ee shen..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i realize that i should spend time with them after they took their time from playin maple with me..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">n..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">it is not always i could have friends bside me all the time..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i feel sad everytime i write a blog about my skool rendah life..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i wish i could stay bein a kid ..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">like peter pan..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116393555946316754?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163935248341442962006-11-19T03:17:00.000-08:002006-11-19T03:20:48.343-08:00in the picture..<br />i was bending my knees as they say i am too tall for them..<br />they had an act for the festival..<br />n in da class..<br />every girl must sit bside a guy..<br />i laughed everytime when i spot a guy..<br />their eyes are like damn sepet..<br />a lot of them give me presents..<br />small persents..<br />i watch a lot of movies already as i am bored here..<br />mayb other days i invite friends to come over..<br />that is where my story ends for tonite i guess.<br />nite2!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116393524834144296?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163935000654022752006-11-19T03:05:00.000-08:002006-11-19T03:16:40.666-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/????????????????????????.0.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F.0.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">These are my friends in japan..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">yamaguchi elementary school..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">the things i enjoy about the school is that u don`t have to wear a uniform..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">from left is momo then me..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">i cannot remember the other two..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">hehe..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">today..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">they have a celebration..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">there are performances..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">i don`t like the way they dance modern dance..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">it is like exercisin..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">hehe..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">today i spent some money..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">i bought..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">1 nbc touch light that costs around 20 rm..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">1 sticth touch light that costs around rm 20</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">1 badge that is cheap for my bro` jacket ... i hope u will like it..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">3 pairs of long socks that is for harajuku girls that equals - 1000 yen</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">n..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">this one u might scold me mama n papa..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">a nbc pencil boz that costs around 1300 yen..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">but u cannot find it in malaysia bcoz it is out of stock here..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">yesterday...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">i bought..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">1 sticth note book which is cheap.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">1 nbc note book which is cheap..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">1 blanket nbc for my sis...share with me ... depends if she is begging for it..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">hehe!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">nwayz..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">gtg now...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">i miss the malaysian tempreature..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">here also every 2 hours will rain..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">ciaow!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116393500065402275?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163913326253708802006-11-18T21:08:00.000-08:002006-11-18T21:15:26.266-08:00<span style="color:#33ffff;">i just came home from a school festival..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">i am tooo tall for the japanese... n i am participating for basketball</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">i meet some friends there...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">well..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">i would have to walk to skool which is 2 km away n it takes 30 minutes to walk there..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">i hate the changing shoes when u r in skool..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">i just ate home made udon..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">n i am goin 2 you me town department store for shoppin!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">it seems like a holiday n adventure at the same time..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">i am watchin mr and mr smith now!!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">hirayama is sleepin..snoring... but tryin to stay up!!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">the mother always bz in da kitchen cleaning and cooking..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">lucky me i hope i am never goin to get fat!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">anywayz i have to go...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">ciaow!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116391332625370880?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163852515711199682006-11-18T04:06:00.001-08:002006-11-18T04:21:55.720-08:00i<span style="color:#3366ff;">t is a lil difficult to ask them about what date is today...</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">at the end.</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">i forgot that today is a saturday 18 of november</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">as i slept in the plane..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">bored at home as no activities comin in bcoz the first day...</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">i ate fish deep fried in flour..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">but i didn`t finish it as i ate maggi before eating dinner..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">hehe!</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">i hope everyone dun forget me there...</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">eventhough i watch terebi..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">i dun reali understand..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">although the way they show it describes the situation..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">which is very funny..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">they really like to have stitch around..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">i miss my skool life..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">n the elementary skool dun have uniform!!</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">yay!</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">but i dun like the school shoes as it looks very funny on me!</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">i am trying my best to ask them if we all are goin out anywhere tonite..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">but i am a lil bit cuckoo..</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">as okasan open the dictionary tooo big till the page nearly come off!</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">gtg</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">byee!</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">nite!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116385251571119968?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163842321690365172006-11-18T01:27:00.000-08:002006-11-18T01:32:01.696-08:00<span style="color:#cc33cc;">i am confused as i am not sure yesterday or today i slept around 4 n i just wake up at 6,00...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">den kiyonori said ohayo to me... i was shocked...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">still now i dunno what time it is...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i bought the nightmare before christmas book n blanket...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">sticth book</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">chachik if u r reading this.........</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">we r sharing the nbc blanket.....</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">i have to go n figure out if it is morning or evening...</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">byee!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116384232169036517?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163812094966531172006-11-17T17:05:00.000-08:002006-11-17T17:08:14.976-08:00<span style="color:#ff0000;">it is not that difficult to understand bcoz..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">they talk with their hands moving following their expressions..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">nwayz.. they talk slower... sometimes i feel like a girl stuck in space...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">mama..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">the guyz baju u beli too big!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i think i am goin to get use to this..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">the weather here is not too cooling as i thought ..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">nwayz.. i have to go ... bz </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">i have to buy a bew plug...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">miss u guyz there in mareshia!!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116381209496653117?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163168748081517922006-11-10T06:09:00.000-08:002006-11-10T06:25:48.090-08:00<span style="color:#ff0000;">Sob2x...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">I am goin to miss everything about skool..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">especially the senior and craziee life!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">uweeekk!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">List of things that i will miss!!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">~ my history.....</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">~ my friends..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">~ teachers</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">~ easy pelajarans...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">~ My possision in school</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">~ Hating my enemies</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">~ friends that can be trusted!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"> I am goin to miss u guyz..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"> Love ya always!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116316874808151792?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1163167696721904562006-11-10T06:04:00.000-08:002006-11-10T06:08:16.733-08:00<span style="color:#66ffff;">Have a timetable??</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">Stop!!!!</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">I don't ever follow my timetable....</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">It just waste my time to write or type it...</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">in the end ... </span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">I won't follow!</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">But as usual..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">i have to practice piano , study japanese , do my class project...etc..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">I can prove to u that i have no displin..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">i watch tv like 8 hours a day..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">i keep tellin my self..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">u have to go down n study..... instead i went down..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">and do what people my age always do..</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">SLEEP!</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">Time is very precious but i have to tell myself to stop wastin time!</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">hehe....</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116316769672190456?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1160388086627935032006-10-09T01:52:00.000-07:002006-11-10T07:02:08.720-08:00<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/PICT0004.jpg"><span style="color:#33ff33;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/PICT0004.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#33ff33;"><br />Here are pictures of my best buddies!<br /><br />Dis photo was taken durin my birth day!<br />Thanks girls for bein there when i need u..<br /><br />Moreover..<br />Dis party was a surprise party!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/PICT0014.jpg"><span style="color:#33ff33;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/PICT0014.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#33ff33;"> Dis are my best guy buds!<br /><br />They even become my best buddies eventhough i am a girl..<br /><br />SEE?? They don't gudge people by sex!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/DSC00465.jpg"><span style="color:#33ff33;"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/DSC00465.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="color:#33ff33;"><br />My two best buds!<br />Sorie tasha ur not here..<br /><br /><br />Thanks for bein there for me..<br />Makin me feel un lonely!<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/DSC00469.jpg" border="0" /></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Haihz..</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">These three guyz alwayz cheer me up during the camp!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Thanks for everythin!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/nat2.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/nat2.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#33ff33;">Dis is natasha..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Sometimes..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Hate me n not??</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Nways..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">We stop fightin already..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Thanks for everthin la... Dis thing make me sad while listening to my heart!</span> <span style="color:#33ff33;">I love you!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/12012191456671s[1].jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/12012191456671s%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Dis is omarul haris..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">My internet chatter! hehe...</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Thanks for cheerin me up..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">With jokes that u made till u didn't realize..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">HEHE!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Nways..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Thanks la.. For wateva u did for me!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/03-11-06_2020.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="119" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/03-11-06_2020.jpg" width="158" border="0" /></a><span style="color:#33ff33;">Dis is nathanael..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">he is my pet bro..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Thanks for bein there when i need u n suportin me always!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Sorie if i hit u badly at skool that day..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">hehe</span><br /><p><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span></p><p></p><br /><a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/1600/DSC00620.jpg"><img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="122" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3742/3816/320/DSC00620.jpg" width="170" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">dis is nathanael n aaron</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">my two pet bros..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Thanks for everything..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Dat is all.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">My sadness is comin!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Ciaow!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116038808662793503?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1160202038202347542006-10-06T23:17:00.000-07:002006-10-06T23:20:38.210-07:00<span style="color:#ffffff;">Bein urself...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Sometimes... u wish to be lyke ur idol.. Tryin to be lyke ur idol is gud... But not gud enough!</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Before bein ur idol! </span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">U must be urself...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Lyke me..</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">huhu...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Watever u do...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Just be urself...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">N</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">Always look at the bright side!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116020203820234754?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1160057291485122582006-10-05T06:53:00.001-07:002006-10-05T07:08:11.486-07:00<span style="color:#33ffff;">Show off!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">I hate them.. They would just lie to people to show their gudness..Hurt other's feelings..Sob2..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Example.. </span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">You are walkin down the street n u see a beggar..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Both u n the beggar r show off! The beggar wants to show off that he is retarted or has some money while u go infront and show him ur fan of money?</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">haha... Juzz realise that? Me 2.. Dat iz y..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Bullies..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Dun bother.. u r one too!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">If a bully bullies u.. U just sit honestly.. will u?</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">In majority the answer is NO!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Hu wants to sit down..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">somehow u will report to ur teacher just to see him get scolded ..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">or</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Take revenge..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">U r also a bully!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Gossiper?</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Everyone is one..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">some1 talks bad about u.. N u say i dun want to talk bad things bout him/ her bcoz i dun wanna end up lyke him / her..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Dun u think that is gossip..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Moreover... It is just the same .. Y shall u say i dun want to talk about this n that..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Say no Evil!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Liars..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">haiz..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Tired to rite already la now..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">HAHA!! I have been caught! Was i lying.. </span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Possibly.. Yes!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Dun trust any1 .... Except..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;"><span style="font-size:180%;">Me! </span></span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">Huhu.. Just trust the person that u think u can trust..</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">hanwritten 100%</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">bye eniza!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ffff;">I am lyin! oh no! i am caught! </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116005729148512258?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1160056214036736742006-10-05T06:43:00.000-07:002006-10-05T06:50:14.046-07:00<span style="color:#cc33cc;">I am not so sure of my title so here goes what i am thinkin of..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">here is a question..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Will u go out with ur mum or ur bf or gf..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Some of u will decide gf/bf or mum..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">but me? I will go for my parents..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">U may not know what will happen to them at any time.. They have short length of time just to spend with us..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Will u'd rather be embarresed by gettin hug by ur parents or kissed infront of ur friends?</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I won't!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Coz.. U may not know u can ask for forgiveness ( salam ) ur parents anymore..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">they may die anytime.. mayb after sendin u to skool</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">So.. Dun ever say dis</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">I dun wanna follow what my parents say or disobey them..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Somehow.. We will regret..</span><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Hope that dis kind of things dat will hurt ur parents feelin won't happen!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-116005621403673674?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1159020076533312732006-09-23T06:39:00.000-07:002006-09-23T07:01:16.540-07:00<span style="color:#ff0000;">Dear parents...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Thanks for lettin me be happy, protecting me, teaching me,helping me, n do anythin just to make me hapie...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sorie for all the things that i did wrong... Guess it is time for me 2 learn things by myself as i am growin up...Thanks for doing ur responsibility.... N ow it is my turn..To help u back n do wat u have done to me..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Now, it just depends on u ( my parents) n me... I really appriciate all of the people hu helped me..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Thanks for everything..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"> Lotsa love,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"> Eniza</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-115902007653331273?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1158582108885669842006-09-18T05:07:00.001-07:002006-09-18T05:21:48.886-07:00<span style="color:#ffff00;">Today, my school friend is playing as a goal shooter for my class netball match...</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff00;">She couldn't shoot bcoz she was stressted up.. She thinks that she cant... in the end she could...She told herself at first that she couldn't she tried .. We had a break n psychoed her... She can do it... Then criend in to tears to loosen up her stress...At the end.. After all the tiring things... She did it! She scored a goal.. ( eventhough it was only one) But man she did it! She was stressed up! NEVER EVER GET STRESS TED UP OR THINK U R STRESS! It is all just some psycho in ur brain...Think u can n at the end u can! Just do it...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-115858210888566984?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34613411.post-1158581079738013002006-09-18T04:46:00.000-07:002006-09-18T05:04:39.746-07:00<span style="color:#33ff33;">Six years ago....</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">I went to study at Sksj. When i reached school...Cried bcoz of sadness leaving my parents...The next day, I felt excited as i found a new friend..Natasha. Everything we do...we do it together..Till now... We study hard together..Reaching our dreams to get 5a's.. After all our hardwork from ourselves, teachers n parents. Before the exam... my class didn't rise up! My class teacher keeps on scolding my classmates n me.. After eight months of school n studyin hardly..On the nineth month is the exam.. My heart was full of fear but i psycho myself that i can do it and it is easy... In the end only one paper was difficult.. I felt very happy! Then... we celebrated MERDEKA! On the next day, my classmatez n i enjoyed our time at sunway pyramid... Didn't think about our exams..Man... We enjoyed our time... Tanx to our parents for letting this fun to happen..After a week, it is time for camping! We played truth or dare, swam at a river n etc...I enjoyed myself during that time..Then, This week is the time for my class to rise up! We won for qoir as first,third as a decoration during the Merdeka Month!we won 2 match n it is time for my class to win in the finals tommorow for football n netball....Till this day i enjoyed myself very much...On this week we also have a hang out.. I hope my parents allow me to go bcoz this could be the last time of <em>Sekolah Reandah!</em>...But it won't last for long,as i will be leaving the school to move on to my teenager life! Leaving my friends who are always there for me means a lot! I hope that i can achieve my dreams n stick together with my sekolah rendah friends forever no matter where i go.. Even if i always fight with them... They never let me down n always there for me! Miss you guys later on..Ciaow!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34613411-115858107973801300?l=eishaeniza.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eniza Fasiha bte Elliashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06894157262592728622noreply@blogger.com2