...eLLykA EfIsyA sTOrY...: ...BAD STORY...

Monday 23 May 2011

...BAD STORY...

AI SUME!!!!!

...Ari niy ellyka ade story yg BAD....

ok..straight to the point la...

mcm niy tdi kt skolah ade exam!!!!normaly lah jwab mcm biase p tdi GILE nk jwb PAPER ARAB.....

dah lah ellyka BENCI GILE subjek ARAB...for information you all nk tau x???

paper arab dh btahon2 ellyka 'KANTOI' HEHEHE.....

wtk exam paper arab ellyka ASYIK TIDO JE.....huhuhhu..

pas2 bngon tido RASE TENSION GILE!!!!!mase dh bjlan 1JAM PAPER STILL XDE WRIT APE2......

nak tau x ape ellyka buat????

jeng!!

jeng!!!

jeng!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ELLYKA TENGOK BUKU!!!!!HAHHAHAHAHHA....jahat x????

p....hmhmhmhmhmhmhmh XDPT APE2 POWN 1PTAH PKTAAN JWAPAN XDP DLM BUKU!!!!!

ellyka tau dlm buku ade jwpan p ellyka je yg xpham tol ark?????

you all nk tau lage????

mse paper arab 2jam 15 mnt,dh 2jam dah p paper xtulis ape2 pown.....

xkan ellyka nk antr paper 0 at cikgu so tnggl 15 mnit!!!

ELLYKA AMBIK PAPER BDAK LAKY APE G COPY LAH!!!!!!HEHHEHEHEHE

...jhat x ellyka????

EXAM ARAB KALI NIY KANTOI GAK?????T

HAT MEAN XDE HRAP LAH SPM KREDIT PAPER ARAB!!!!!!!

P YG PNTING DKM JIWE ELLYKA BOIKOT PAPER ARAB!!!!!!!!!!

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...sPeaK nOw...

I am not the kind of girl, Who should be rudely bargin’ in on a white veil occasion, But you are not the kind of boy, Who should be marryin’ the wrong girl, I sneak in and see your friends, And her snotty little family, all dressed in pastel, And she is yelling at a bridesmaid, Somewhere back inside a room, Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry, This is surely not what you thought it would be, I loose myself in a daydream, Where I stand and say: “Don’t say yes, run away now, I’ll meet you when you’re out, Of the church at the back door, Don’t wait or say a single vow, You need to hear me out,” And they said, “Speak now,” Fun gestures are exchanged, And the organ starts to play A song that sounds like a death march, And I am hiding in the curtains, It seems I was uninvited by your lovely bride-to-be, She floats down the isle like a pageant queen, But I know you wish it was me, You wish it was me, don’t you? Don’t say yes, run away now, I’ll meet you when you’re out, Of the church at the back door, Don’t wait or say a single vow, You need to hear me out, And they said, “Speak now,” Don’t say yes, run away now, I’ll meet you when you’re out, Of the church at the back door, Don’t wait or say a single vow, Your time is running out, And they said, “Speak now,” I hear the preacher say, “Speak now or forever hold your peace,” There’s a silence, there’s my last chance, I stand up with shaking hands, All eyes on me, Horrified looks from everyone in the room, But I’m only lookin’ at you, I am not the kind of girl, Who should be rudely bargin’ in on a white veil occasion, But you are not the kind of boy, Who should be marryin’ the wrong girl, So don’t say yes, run away now, I’ll meet you when you’re out, Of the church at the back door, Don’t wait or say a single vow, You need to hear me out, And they said, “Speak now,” And you say, “Let’s run away now, I’ll meet you when I’m out of my tux at the back door, Baby, I didn’t say my vows, So glad you were around when they said, ‘Speak now,’”