Boring boring .. my life is so boring . hahaha.. . Eating n watching Tv makes me happy . hahahaha. but i dont wnna get fat . lpas mkan boring balik ... . batah jua esuk ne... aku mo kbndar .. keMall n ambil dadyku d airport.aku mo kmall bli bju rah RPS.lpas tu tdo empire!! , aku mo swimming juaa!. emosii...~ =8D. bh eh mlas ku tulis bnyak2 .. nda jua papa kn dtulis!.
"Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"
Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.
Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder,
Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?"
"It was Time," Knowledge answered.
"Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"
Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."
The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."
The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.
Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.
In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.

Sekolah St John Kuala Belait
Umur saya 1.2 tahun (12)
Tinggal di KB Saya Suka makan Lasagne.
Saya suka minum Milo yg sejuk2.
Tinggi saya 160cm.
Berat saya 40KG
Saya Suka dengar lagu Reggea.
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