tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86091565284570278122011-07-09T00:40:57.297+08:00Shahrilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12787918524502172917noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609156528457027812.post-25168679194932265672010-05-25T09:41:00.002+08:002010-05-25T10:16:28.109+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S_sy6wpSP2I/AAAAAAAAAzs/EI2Vzcyv_-Y/s1600/2017843028_f8061bf655%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S_sy6wpSP2I/AAAAAAAAAzs/EI2Vzcyv_-Y/s320/2017843028_f8061bf655%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475025757070835554" /></a><br />Every morning those text messages from you that i didn't reply last night due to being asleep was my first action of the day.But theres no more like that as we have been our seperated ways for the past 6 months now.As i was taking a sip of my hot brewed coffe while spreading nutella on my bread suddenly flashback of me having my breakfast with you shown on the other tab on my eyes.It was so placid that i can see the action being done like those actors having flashback and they act it out.Well theres this saying that what you do during your breakfast will tell you hows ur day gonna be.Well for me now its just dull and no colours on it.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609156528457027812-2516867919493226567?l=playpausestoprewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shahrilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12787918524502172917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609156528457027812.post-56483850692510812452010-05-24T15:56:00.002+08:002010-05-24T16:11:50.111+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S_o0oaVg6qI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jiwyI9jIwRw/s1600/marius-romila%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S_o0oaVg6qI/AAAAAAAAAzk/jiwyI9jIwRw/s320/marius-romila%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474746165891230370" /></a><br /><em>"I don't want fancy dinner,nor i want love that's based on status.I'm not the romantic type but im sure im the one that believe true love does exist.I need a hand that will be there.Knowing when i fall the hand will help me stand up."</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609156528457027812-5648385069251081245?l=playpausestoprewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shahrilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12787918524502172917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609156528457027812.post-14496588347202629122010-05-06T20:39:00.002+08:002010-05-06T20:59:10.853+08:00Sorry for the absence.Ran out of words for this space.Looking back all these years many things have changed.Browsing thru the whole lot of pictures in my folder made me remember all those fond memories.When i opened the contents of shary pics with me suddenly i got so emotional and broke down to tears.Actual fact i still cant get over you baby.Still hoping to get another chance.These past few mths have been fucking random and boring.Since you're gone i felt that the earth have been turning much more slower now.Most of the hours and minutes have been cropped indoors.Enough said,my brain cells are dead to write anymore.Chiaoz!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609156528457027812-1449658834720262912?l=playpausestoprewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shahrilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12787918524502172917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609156528457027812.post-31301234405862464752010-01-28T13:54:00.004+08:002010-05-06T20:39:38.074+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S2Eog7anTWI/AAAAAAAAAyc/e2tVQKcBD44/s1600-h/Image(010).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S2Eog7anTWI/AAAAAAAAAyc/e2tVQKcBD44/s320/Image(010).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431667171755773282" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S2Eogp8Gz-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/BHmrKhYg00k/s1600-h/Image(008).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S2Eogp8Gz-I/AAAAAAAAAyU/BHmrKhYg00k/s320/Image(008).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431667167064412130" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S2Eoge80QAI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fmfQ3r3mWVM/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/S2Eoge80QAI/AAAAAAAAAyM/fmfQ3r3mWVM/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431667164114599938" /></a><br />The most memorable fire so far for me.Beyond explaination how we felt when fighting the fire.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609156528457027812-3130123440586246475?l=playpausestoprewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shahrilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12787918524502172917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8609156528457027812.post-78078314286656568602009-10-24T15:56:00.001+08:002009-10-29T00:26:03.531+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/SuK0a7gOHhI/AAAAAAAAAwg/lDq7K2OE5Sc/s1600-h/IMG_7197.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PL0ebtZ1idQ/SuK0a7gOHhI/AAAAAAAAAwg/lDq7K2OE5Sc/s320/IMG_7197.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396073678285708818" /></a><br />Decided to start afresh and rewrite my life journey here.So stay tune and keep reading this space of mine!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8609156528457027812-7807831428665656860?l=playpausestoprewind.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Shahrilhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12787918524502172917noreply@blogger.com