Hello All, today class is all about creating graphs, columns, rows and most importantly, the students' results.
I tried my best to do what it can for the whole thing. Hopefully I can score this class better. :)
Spilling Out of Words,
XOXO
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Lesson - Excel 2007
Hello All, today class is all about creating graphs, columns, rows and most importantly, the students' results.
I tried my best to do what it can for the whole thing. Hopefully I can score this class better. :)
Spilling Out of Words,
XOXO
Spelling Out Life... With A Story
She glares at the her dress
beautifully tailor-made for her
beaded, sequined, all white and sure, it is perfect.
yet there are beads starting to wet the bed
resting quietly
sobbing peacefully
could have things gone wrong for her?
could have things turned out fine if he didn't left?
could have things changed if we are married years before?
emptiness dwells within her heart's core
sorrow covers the joy of blissful thoughts
death succumbs to her fiance's life
then, there was no more.
beaded, sequined, all white and sure, it is perfect.
yet there are beads starting to wet the bed
resting quietly
sobbing peacefully
could have things gone wrong for her?
could have things turned out fine if he didn't left?
could have things changed if we are married years before?
emptiness dwells within her heart's core
sorrow covers the joy of blissful thoughts
death succumbs to her fiance's life
then, there was no more.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Spelling Out Life... With Questions
If I were to have such great family,
why would I be so dumb to ruin it?
If I were to have such loving boyfriend,
why do I even want to be so jealous of him being with others or quarrel daily?
If I were to have no relationship at all,
why do I crave for a touch?
If I were to do badly in my tests,
why do I want to die?
If I were to volunteer in doing somethings,
why does she have to give me that denial stare?
If I were given a chance to be good,
why do I keep on messing things up?
why?
Spilling out of Words,
XOXO.
why would I be so dumb to ruin it?
If I were to have such loving boyfriend,
why do I even want to be so jealous of him being with others or quarrel daily?
If I were to have no relationship at all,
why do I crave for a touch?
If I were to do badly in my tests,
why do I want to die?
If I were to volunteer in doing somethings,
why does she have to give me that denial stare?
If I were given a chance to be good,
why do I keep on messing things up?
why?
Spilling out of Words,
XOXO.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Spelling Out Life... With Pantun!
Never have I join a BM poem recitation competition before.
But yesterday, I joined it.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHA.
Surprisingly, it was funny.
My team consists of Ma, Wana and I.
We were late in replying the poems, I was giving facts and complicated questions.
at least we got 220?
Meanwhile the rest gotten 250 above.
HAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHA
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we lost. badly.
LOL.
Spilling Out of Words,
XOXO
But yesterday, I joined it.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHA.
Surprisingly, it was funny.
My team consists of Ma, Wana and I.
We were late in replying the poems, I was giving facts and complicated questions.
at least we got 220?
Meanwhile the rest gotten 250 above.
HAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHHAHAHAHA
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we lost. badly.
LOL.
Spilling Out of Words,
XOXO
Spelling Out Life.... With The Truth
by Nicole Nordeman
We rode into town the other day
Just me and my daddy
He said I'd finally reached that age
And I could ride next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide
We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that man that my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes
So I said daddy why are they screaming
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe?
I'll bet that crown hurts him more then he shows
Daddy please can't you do something?
He looks as though he's gonna cry
You said he was stronger then all of those guys
Daddy please tell me why?
Why does everyone want him to die?
Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Boy was he right
But I could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide
So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds
To a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross
And it said father why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my clothes?
This crown of thorns hurts me more then it shows
Father please can't you do something?
I know that you must hear my cry's
I thought I could handle a cross of this size
Father remind me why?
Why does everyone want me to die?
When will I understand why?
My precious son
I hear them screaming
I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe you in robes of my own
Jesus this hurts me much more then you know
But this dark hour
I must do nothing
Though I've heard your unbearable cries
The power in your blood
Destroys all of the lies
Soon you'll see past their unmerciful lies
Look there below
See the child
Trembling by her father's side
Now I can tell you why
She is why you must die
He said I'd finally reached that age
And I could ride next to him on a horse
That of course was not quite as wide
We heard a crowd of people shouting
And so we stopped to find out why
And there was that man that my dad said he loved
But today there was fear in his eyes
So I said daddy why are they screaming
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why is he dressed in that bright purple robe?
I'll bet that crown hurts him more then he shows
Daddy please can't you do something?
He looks as though he's gonna cry
You said he was stronger then all of those guys
Daddy please tell me why?
Why does everyone want him to die?
Later that day the sky grew cloudy
And daddy said I should go inside
Somehow he knew things would get stormy
Boy was he right
But I could not keep from wondering
If there was something he had to hide
So after he left I had to find out
I was not afraid of getting lost
So I followed the crowds
To a hill where I knew men had been killed
And I heard a voice come from the cross
And it said father why are they screaming?
Why are the faces of some of them beaming?
Why are they casting their lots for my clothes?
This crown of thorns hurts me more then it shows
Father please can't you do something?
I know that you must hear my cry's
I thought I could handle a cross of this size
Father remind me why?
Why does everyone want me to die?
When will I understand why?
My precious son
I hear them screaming
I'm watching the face of the enemy beaming
But soon I will clothe you in robes of my own
Jesus this hurts me much more then you know
But this dark hour
I must do nothing
Though I've heard your unbearable cries
The power in your blood
Destroys all of the lies
Soon you'll see past their unmerciful lies
Look there below
See the child
Trembling by her father's side
Now I can tell you why
She is why you must die
At times, we think of the truth, WHAT IS THE TRUTH? He said, He is the way, the truth and the life. He said, for those whosoever believe in Him, SHALL NOT perish but have eternal life. He said, Leave behind your past and come and take up the cross and He will be with you, in you and next to you forever. He said, Just come to me and I will make you My children. He said, nothing is required of you but your heart. He is God, He is Jesus, He is Holy Spirit. He led a blameless life, He led a life to the cross and He loved and He died for you and me. We who are nothing yet He chose to die for us. Why is it hard for many to grasp that Only Truth? Its too perfect doesn't it? It's too easy, isn't it? Maybe it just is, ever wonder that? He really is The Only way. He said so, in the Bible. So What's your choice? A life without Him or a life of abundance with Him? He promised that we are His children. How cool is that? :) How great is He? Unexplainable. :)
Be blessed.
Spilling Out Words,
XOXO.
Be blessed.
Spilling Out Words,
XOXO.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Spelling Out Life... With Working(part time)!
Working part time as the "salesperson" with the Fery Sabak Studio
for UKM 2009 CONVOCATION week.
I had fun!
Met A LOT of people! Made some sales. Made friends a lot!
Love it!
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sitting, wearing black is the Boss. LOL. He's so nice and very persuasive.
pretty much fun la this week. :)
for UKM 2009 CONVOCATION week.
I had fun!
Met A LOT of people! Made some sales. Made friends a lot!
Love it!
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sitting, wearing black is the Boss. LOL. He's so nice and very persuasive.pretty much fun la this week. :)
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
Spelling Out Life... With Funny Blog
The First friend I find amusing at first sight.
I don't understand him.
FUNNY is what i can call him.
The way he thinks is just different.
LOL.
He just made me laugh the whole way through,
even if I just met him yesterday.
He's different.
REALLY.
People may find him weird or lunatic through his writings
but for me, he's just funny. hilarious person.
*tengah tahan ketawa in the library now - ada orang ba now*
hahahahahahahha!!!
love his blog.
Check him out Here.
;D
I don't understand him.
FUNNY is what i can call him.
The way he thinks is just different.
LOL.
He just made me laugh the whole way through,
even if I just met him yesterday.
He's different.
REALLY.
People may find him weird or lunatic through his writings
but for me, he's just funny. hilarious person.
*tengah tahan ketawa in the library now - ada orang ba now*
hahahahahahahha!!!
love his blog.
Check him out Here.
;D
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