Boys Again!

   Assalamualaikum, everyone. It's me, Anis like always. Boys. We girls can never understand them. But, when we're a normal human being, we too fall in love with boys. Boys. The boy I hated the most? Muhammad Firdaus bin Mazlan. The boy I despised the most? Muhammad Nor Hakimi bin Ismail. The funniest boy I've ever made? Muhammad Ali Imran bin Suhaimi. The most arrogant boy? Amirul Zafri bin (dunno). The most matured boy? Nur Hariz Kamil bin Roslan. The loudest boy? Amier Putra bin Azhar. And so it goes on. So you do understand me and the boys. Well, it's not like I'm searching for controversies when sometimes I'm too nice to a boy. Not my fault. I'm a normal human being. I'm never greedy or selfish or stingy. That's what I think. I can even treat a boy who usually disturbs me. Hmm, that's why when Mr Zamani asks who can help a person in need even if he or she bullies us, I put my hand up. I could bear like that. Anyway, gotta go. Au revoir.

Restless Always

   Assalamualaikum. Hello again. I'm restless waiting tomorrow. A day with my friends again, and most of all, there will be announcements on who won the English Week prizes. I entered all three competitions set up for Standard 5-Crossword Puzzle, Cursive Writing & Tongue-Twisters. By jove, I did it all well. I really hope I'll win even one prize. It's the best I could do. C'mon, I'm the daughter of an English teacher, winner of The Best Subject of English for 3 years. It's a shame if I fail to retrieve even a price. No way! Today, papa printed 20 sheets of my pictures. I'm gonna bring it to school tomorrow. My friends who didn't have Facebook never once saw the pictures which I took on the last day of school. Psstt...On the last day of school, I brought my handphone. Well, Nisa brought a camera. Hey, no worries. Even Sir Gopal knew it....Anyway, I'll give them a shot on the picture. Gotta Go...Happy Always!

Missing You

     Bismillah. Okay, here I go. I'm a bit emotional with my feelings. For a start, I don't play with love. I focused on my friendship as I really love my friends. Farah, a matured, clever girl. Misha, a funny, simple girl. Dila, a strict, tough girl. Nisa, a moody, grateful girl. Hakimi, a hard-headed, simple boy. Firdaus, a naughty, funny boy. Naeyvien, a serious boy. Hariz, a matured, active boy and Ali, a funny, active boy. All of the above meant everything to me. I love them so much. I missed them everyday. I hope we'll never be apart....Amin...

p/s:Be a friend of mine at http://www.facebook.com/#!/mIsZ.aNyIeSz. Love you guys!

Unseen Future

     Hello. This may be my first post, but it won't be so plain. Have you ever knew about the unseen future? Have you ever see the future? That's human's disabilities and no one, except the gifted person. My words for the future is sad, exciting and complicated. Being a kid is happy, but how would it be when we're adults? I hold to the words that school life is the most exciting life. Being an adult needs to make a lot of complicated confessions. I'm so afraid of the unseen future. Now, I'm eleven. Next year, is going to be my last year with my friends, and I'm going through such a stressed year of UPSR(Ujian Penilaian Sekolah Rendah). I'm going to separate with my friends and I really love them. Seriously I want them to appreciate me like how I appreciate them. My words, time is like water, so don't waste it. I'm serious when I'm serious. So, I'm not playing games. This year, is the preparation of UPSR. We really need to focus. But friendship problems really make me troubled. I hope its going to be fine. Amin.