Kamis, 05 Februari 2009

"Welcome to Our Paradise"

  • The friend who holds your hand and says the wrong thing is made of dearer stuff than the one who stays away
  • The secret of friendship is caring and sharing
  • You can choose your friend, but you only have one mother
  • A true friend is the greatest of all blessings, and the one that we take the last care of all to acquire
  • Treat your friends as you do your pictures, and place them in their best light
  • True friend are those seeking solitude together



For my Dad

For my Dad. . .


When a cute baby was born. She/he has cried.

Why??

Because, she/he knows that he will find many problems.

Life always fulfilled with problems.

“We are life. It has so difficult.

Particularly survives our life.”

Sometimes we think that God isn’t honest to us.


Life same as a choice.

Sometimes we must say ‘yes’ to survive.

But sometimes we say ‘no’ because our border.


Properly, we ask “Who are the people that make us can survive until now?”

And the answer is our parent. Your mom and your dad.

Ever we know?


Until now, they always beside us.

But . . . . .

Why??

We never remember their love to us??. . .

  • When your mother call you.

Sometimes, we never care.

  • Remember, when she got up at night

because our crying.

  • When your father ask you to help him.

Often, we never care.

  • Remember, when he fulfilled of sweat to give

us some rice.




Father. . .
A strong man in my eyes.
He make me a soul when I fall.
He always get me up when I forget.


The best money advice ever given me was

from my father. When I was a little girl, he told me

“Don’t spend anything unless you have to!!”


My father always remember me in order that I’m not too rightfully proud with the live in the word.

He said that Life was not always in the top, sometimes we felt that we were very lucky but sometimes we felt repent because we had lived.

My father always said, ”Don’t ever obstinate with anything you have. Because all of that aren’t you.”


There are big Dads, small dads, dark Dads and fair, Short Dads, tall Dads, Dads with no hair.
There are dumb Dads, smart Dads, Dads there are divine,
But the Dad that’s best in the world
Is the Dad that I call mine.


Dad, I love you very much

For all the things you do.

I know if I’m in trouble

I can always turn to you.

You cheer me when I’m feeling sad,

You cheer me when I’m blue,

Dad, you’re the best in the world

And that’s because you’re YOU !


To all fathers in the world.

You’re the strongest people in my brain. . .




  • “The best friend is the one brings out the best thing in our life. . . .”

  • “Feel the love come to you heart. . . Don’t look who’s people. . . Just love make you survive . . . And usually you feel missing with your love. . . Do you know what’s my feeling now?? Do you feel?? Now I’m feeling miss you so much. . .Love me!!! To be us your beloved. . . “



Breakfast or Lunch


It was Sunday. I never get up early on Sunday. I sometimes stay in bed until lunch time. Last Sunday, I got up very late. I looked of the window. It was dark outside. ”What a day?”,I thought. It’s raining again. Just then, the telephone rang. It was my aunt Nur “I have just arrived by train”, she said. “I’m coming to see you”. “But, I’m still having breakfast”, I said. “What are you doing?”, she asked. “I’m having breakfast”, I repeated. “Dear me”, she said. “Do you always get up so late. It’s one o’clock”.


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