...eLLykA EfIsyA sTOrY...: LELAKI DAN WARNE HITAM

Wednesday 22 June 2011

LELAKI DAN WARNE HITAM

AI SUME...ellyka nk update tntng ilmu yg ellyka ade for men yg kacak2 kt luar sane.....thu kah korng sume kebnyakan baju lelaki di dalam simpanan mereka trdiri dripade wrne hitam.Tidak kira dari segi pemilihan baju mahu pun barang eksesori juga berwarne hitam.Mengikut kajian beberape buah negare mmbngun,75% dari brngan peribdi lelaki adalah dari wrne trsebut.Mnakala dari perspektif pmikiran wanita yg cun2 ,hitam tu "MENAKUTKAN" mnakala bagi lelaki yg nsem2 "MENAWAN".hal niy bagi mmudah kan pnggunaan pkaiaan trsbut brulang xkali tnpa ade yg dsedari .Ini lah bru dkate kan brjimat bg lelaki...SO PREMPUAN BRJIMAT LAH SPERTI LELAKI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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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,’”