candid

rin balik kg..

Whataya want from me

Hey, slow it down
Whataya want from me
Whataya want from me
Yeah, I’m afraid
Whataya want from me
Whataya want from me

There might have been a time
I would give myself away
(Ooh) Once upon a time
I didn’t give a damn
But now here we are
So whataya want from me
Whataya want from me

Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around
Hey, whataya want from me
Whataya want from me

Yeah, it’s plain to see
That baby you’re beautiful
And it’s nothing wrong with you
It’s me… I’m a freak
But thanks for lovin’ me
Cause you’re doing it perfectly


There might have been a time
When I would let you step away
I wouldn’t even try but I think
You could save my life

Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around
Hey, whataya want from me
Whataya want from me

Just don’t give up on me
I won’t let you down
No, I won’t let you down

So
Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around
Hey, whataya want from me

Just don’t give up
I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in
I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around
Hey, whataya want from me
(Whataya want from me)
Whataya want from me
Whataya want from me

at last

rise and rise again until lambs become lions

syukur my exam pass..

kalu naik motorsikal jgn lupa angkat side stand (tongkat) jika terlupa ia akan mengakibatkan kemalangan atau kematian atas kecuaian diri sendiri.
sakit oo accident...nasib baik takda keta kalu tak berkubur la...adik ang nasib baik tau...kata seorg pakcik...kat jln ni dah 5org arwah dah.....

have a nice day..

Norman Jr.

baby boy

norman jR.

adik kepada RIN

journey to north

on my ride

rin dah merajuk

rin dah pandai merajuk

burnt a biscuit

Mom liked to make breakfast food for dinner every now and then.
And I remember one night in particular when she had made breakfast after a long, hard day at work. That evening, mom placed a plate of eggs, sausage and extremely burned biscuits in front of dad. I remember waiting to see if anyone noticed.

All dad did was reach for his biscuit, smiled at mom and asked me how my day was at school.
I don't remember what I told him that night, but I do remember watching him smear butter and jelly on that biscuit and ate every bite.

When I got up from the table, I remember hearing mom apologize to dad for burning the biscuits. And I'll never forget what he said: Honey, I love burned biscuits.


Later that night, I went to kiss Daddy good night and asked him if he really
liked his biscuits burned. He wrapped me in his arms and said, "Your Momma put
in a hard day at work today and she's real tired. And besides - a little burnt
biscuit never hurt anyone!"

You know, life is full of imperfect things.....and imperfect people. I'm not
the best at hardly anything, and I forget birthdays and anniversaries just
like everyone else.

What I've learned over the years is that learning to accept each others'
faults - and choosing to celebrate each others differences - is one of the
most important keys to creating a healthy, growing, and lasting relationship.

Because in the end, you are the master of your own life, to be happy or unhappy,
to be positive or negati
simple sweet: We could extend this to any relationship. In fact, understanding is the base
of any relationship , be it a husband-wife or parent-child or friendship.

Don't put the key to your happiness in someone else's pocket - keep it in
your own.

So please pass me a biscuit, and yes, the burnt one will do just fine ...