...eLLykA EfIsyA sTOrY...: PECUTIAN DBANDAR-BANDAR BESAR

Wednesday 22 June 2011

PECUTIAN DBANDAR-BANDAR BESAR

AI SUME SAPE SUKE G TMPAT2 YG ade bandar2 besar??????niy ellyka nk bg tau sape diri owng nye and mcm mne prcintaan nye!!!!!holiday dbndar2 besar mybe dsukai oleh seseorng indvidu.ade yg brpendapat holiday dbndar2 mmpu mmberi satu kpuasan yg agk eklusif.sudah tntu bndar2 yg besar ini miliki serba -serbi kmudahan yg memuaskan dan sekali gus memudahkan prjalanan percutian korang sume.aktiviti utama yg akan dlakukan semesti wajib individu niy buat ialah shoping.xlengkap jika pergi dtmpat2 bndar xbeli-belah or xbwak blik ole2 .PERSONALITI DIE PULAK individu niy dkatekan miliki sifat yakin diri sendiri dan tergode dalm ketegori individu optimis .kadang kala die niy keras hati serta kpale nye juga keras tau and than paling penting susah untuk trime pndapat orng lain.soal kewngan pulak harus dpndang serius kerana mereka trlalu mudah mngeluarkan duit kpda bnde2 yg xbrfaedah mcm SUKE BOROS LAH.....PERCINTAAN NYE PULAK msti individu niy takut pade komitmen !!!!!cinte bg individu niy bukanlah agenda utame dlm life kan.mereka xserius apabila bncangkan hal niy.on top of thatindividu sekeliling juga perlu berhati-hati krane mreka yg trgolong dlm ketegori ini dkatekan gemar brtukar2 psangan .opppppppppppppppppssssssssssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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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,’”