Frenster-World

Friend

noreply@blogger.com (Mohd Fadzli) — Sun, 25 Nov 2007 17:22:00 +0000

-Friend-

Someone turned to me and asked

"How many friends have you?"

Why 10 or 20 friends I believe

And began to named a few...

A blessed one you are

To have so many friends

But think of what you're saying...

A friend is just not someone

To whom you say "Hello"

A friend is a tender shoulder

On which to softly cry

A well to pour your troubles down

And raise your spirits high

A friend is a hand to pull you up

From darkness and despair...

When all your other "so called" friends

Have helped to put you there

A true friend is an ally

Who can't be moved or bought

A voice to keep your name alive

When others have forgot

But most of all a friend has a true heart

For from the hearts of friends

There comes the greatest love of all!

So think about all this

For every word is true

And once again answer please...

How many friends have you?

After much thought I answered

I really only have just one

"It's You!"

A Friend Is Always Special

Because Friends Love You

Just Because You're You!

My Fren

noreply@blogger.com (Mohd Fadzli) — Sun, 25 Nov 2007 15:30:00 +0000

This is one of my buddy "Mr Smile" he always smileee.. even he got a lots of works stil cool and smile...
- Azmi D

My Frens

noreply@blogger.com (Mohd Fadzli) — Sun, 25 Nov 2007 15:19:00 +0000

The twos "Old Timer" in my office
all their jobs like in finger tips. mehh.. !!
Dont play-play with them yahh.. hehe :P

My Frens too

noreply@blogger.com (Mohd Fadzli) — Sun, 25 Nov 2007 15:09:00 +0000

This is My Buddy 'Dil & Stoin'..... during at lunch time.

Stoin said "Dont take my pic during my lunch, idiot"

Hahaha...

THE STRENGTH OF A MAN

noreply@blogger.com (Mohd Fadzli) — Thu, 22 Nov 2007 20:39:00 +0000

The strength of a man isn't in how many women he's loved.It's in whether he can be true to the ONE woman he's trying to love.
The strength of a man isn't seen in the width of his shoulders.It's seen in the width of his arms that encircle and protect you.

The strength of a man isn't in the deep tone of his voice.It is in the gentle words he whispers.
The strength of a man isn't in the words he speaks.It's in how he keeps his word.

The strength of a man isn't in how hard he hits.It's in how tender he touches.
The strength of a man isn't in the weight he can lift.It's in the burdens he can carry.

The strength of a man isn't in the hair on his chest.It's in his heart that lies within his chest.
The strength of a man isn't in how he makes love.It's in the understanding that there is more way to making love, than just making love for fun himself

McDonald's love story

noreply@blogger.com (Mohd Fadzli) — Thu, 22 Nov 2007 20:19:00 +0000

A little old couple walked slowly into a McDonald's in NY, USA ....on one cold winter evening.

They looked out of place amid the young families and young couples eating there that night.

Some of the customers looked admiringly at them. You could tell what the admirers were thinking:

'Look, there is a couple who has been through a lot together, probably for 60 years or more!'

The little old man walked up to the cash register, placed his order with no hesitation and then paid for their meal.

The couple took a table near the back wall and started taking food off of the tray. There was one hamburger, one order of french fries and one drink.

The little old man unwrapped the plain hamburger and carefully cut it in half.

He placed one half in front of his wife.

Then he carefully counted out the french fries, divided them in two piles and neatly placed one pile in front of his wife.

He took a sip of the drink, and then his wife took a sip as the man began to eat his few bites.

Again, you could tell what people around the old couple were saying. - 'They were used to sharing everything.'

Then the crowd noticed that the little old lady still hadn't eaten a thing.

She just sat there watching her husband eat and occasionally sipped some of the drink.

A young man came over and begged them to let him buy them another meal.

The lady explained that no, they were used to sharing.

As the little old man finished eating and was wiping his face neatly with a napkin, the young man could stand it no longer and asked again.

After being politely refused again, he finally asked the little old lady, 'Ma'am, why aren't you eating. You said that you share everything.

What is it that you are waiting for?'

She answered, 'THE TEETH'

Heheh... True LOVE...
Really kool… Hats off…