Family Shit!!

my uncles, aunties, cousins, nephews, nieces, and all the member of this shit famz are all suckeeerr!!!
I do really hate them...better I dont have family than I have to feel intimidated like this!!!
everyone will blame me!!no one will understand my feelings!!
family is shit!!!family is sucks!!

Frank Lampard Biography

Name :	Frank Lampard
Nationality :	English
Date of Birth :	20/06/1978
Height :	6' 0" (184cm)
Weight :	13st 12lbs (88.0kg)
Previous Clubs :	West Ham Utd, Swansea City (loan)

Position : Midfielder

With 27 goals from central midfield in 2009/10 and countless assists, it seems Frank Lampard is getting better with age.

If you factor in the England man's extraordinary resistance to injury and his ability not to earn one booking in the entire campaign it is easy to see why many think it is he that makes the Blues tick.

His season began as it would continue against Manchester United at Wembley, where he contributed a goal, helped set up the other, and then buried a penalty in the shootout.

Questions were raised over his impact in games, but having returned to a deeper position from the top of the diamond, where he had been restricted, his influence grew once more.

He netted another at Sunderland as we turned around a half-time deficit, and helped create seven in as many league games that followed, despite not scoring himself.

The 31-year-old actually went 10 without a goal before four in three arrived in October, helping send Atletico back to Madrid empty-handed as we began to score freely.

It was Frank's free-kick that John Terry nodded in against United at Stamford Bridge in November before a thigh injury on England duty while jogging ruled him out of two games. He returned to contribute in a big 3-0 win away at Arsenal before a rare dead-ball error - his late penalty at Manchester City saved by Shay Given.

In a difficult Christmas period it was two successful spot kicks that dug us out of trouble against Portsmouth and West Ham, the latter having to be taken three times at his old home ground, requiring nerves of steel.

Doubles against Sunderland and Birmingham were followed by six quieter games, including disappointment at Inter, which would be compounded in the second leg when for once the game passed him by.

Lampard's goal, and cross for Terry, helped us into the FA Cup semis, and he bounced back from European disappointment by banging in four against Aston Villa.

The feat, the second time he had achieved it, took him over the 150-goal mark for Chelsea, over 100 in the Premier League, and beyond Roy Bentley to become our third-highest scorer of all time.

After converting another against Villa at Wembley to book a place in the Cup Final, the focus shifted to league football for the next five games, and it was here where Frank really delivered.

After scraping past Bolton it was he who pulled a late goal back at Spurs before scoring a beauty against Stoke, diverting Sam Hutchinson's deep cross back across goal and in, his second of the game.

A week later at Anfield there were major celebrations as he swept home Nicolas Anelka's square ball to confirm a massive victory.

A win over Wigan would provide his third Premier League medal, and he would not be denied.

Winning and taking a penalty (after a lengthy debate with Didier Drogba) he put us two to the good as we ran riot, setting up an historic Double should we beat Portsmouth in the FA Cup Final.

Having scored the winner there against Everton a year before, he clearly fancied it again, launching a 30-yard drive against the post inside the first 10 minutes as we laid siege to the Pompey goal.

It was a Drogba free-kick that broke the deadlock though, and even though Frank's final contribution was to drag a penalty wide at the death, he was there in the Royal Box to lift the trophy alongside John Terry.

He had stepped up once again, a remarkable feat considering that in the previous campaign had had added another 20 in Chelsea colours.

He quickly got into goalscoring form, netting twice in September before two more followed in October, the latter being an audacious chip from the edge of the area at Hull, an automatic Goal of the Season contender, though eventually edged out by Michael Essien's volley against Barcelona.

As the performances of those around him began to wane, Frank's form remained consistent under Luiz Felipe Scolari, scoring key goals over Christmas against West Brom and Fulham to keep us in touch with the league leaders.

An overturned red card at Liverpool in February earned rare sympathy from outside Stamford Bridge, and the arrival of Guus Hiddink brought extended freedom for the former West Ham man, who repaid his coach with vital goals in a late win over Wigan and a 4-4 Champions League thriller against Liverpool, before we eventually bowed out in controversial circumstances against Barcelona.

Months before committing to a new five-year deal in the summer of 2008, Frank had scored a dramatic equaliser in the Champions League Final in Moscow, while also converting a penalty in the shootout.

It remains the one club medal that has eluded him since eyebrows were raised over an original £11 million transfer fee paid eight years ago.

Since then Lamps has become Chelsea's top scoring midfield player ever; and is the player to win the most international caps while a Chelsea player.

In 2006/07, his 62 games was the highest total by any Chelsea player in a single campaign and although the next year was affected by two rare injuries and bereavement, Frank continued to drive Chelsea on from midfield game after game after game.

When in December 2005, he finally missed a game due to a virus, it brought to an end a new Premier League record of 164 consecutive appearances.

Ironically, Frank's ever-present habit was one of the reasons why he was under-appreciated by some at the club that nurtured him.

With Frank's father the West Ham first team coach, sections of the support at Upton Park cried nepotism over the young player's regular place in their side. He was ever-present in the Hammers team that finished fifth in '98/'99 and was capped for England the next season.

When manager Harry Redknapp and Frank senior were sacked from Upton Park, it was time for our Frank to move on.

After a quiet start at the Bridge, he bloomed into one of Europe's finest and in 2003/04, Frank's phenomenal form was only beaten by Thierry Henry when English football's individual awards were handed out.

He was well worth his place in the Euro 2004 team and was voted the England team's Player of the Year.

The top performances continued to come, as did the goals, Frank's powerful shooting firing Chelsea to the 2004/05 Championship as he top-scored from midfield with 13 in the League and 19 overall - there was no one more appropriate to score those magical goals at Bolton.

The Sportswriters' Footballer of the Year that year (only the second Chelsea winner in over 50 years) and runner-up in the European and World Player of the Year voting for 2005, Frank continued to prove as close to indispensable as can be found in modern squad-based football as his team duplicated the Premiership success in 2005/06.

Again the vice-captain was top scorer, this time with 20 goals. His 16 in the League was the highest total ever by a Premiership midfielder.

That made it all the more surprising when Frank failed to register on the score sheet in the 2006 World Cup in Germany, despite shooting more frequently than anyone.
It drew outside criticism, his years of incredibly consistent achievement seemingly forgotten overnight.

He needed prove himself to nobody at Chelsea, and Frank also continued to create goals at a rate unrivalled at Chelsea, leading former boss José Mourinho to simply describe him as unique.

In 2007/08, having missed September with a thigh injury, his return to the side in early October coincided with a gradual climb up the league table. He contributed 11 goals before his other thigh was strained on Boxing Day. Another six weeks were missed.

That was unfortunate but genuine tragedy struck in April with the death of Frank's mother. His courage and nerve in scoring a vital Champions League semi-final penalty against Liverpool on his return from compassionate leave, followed by his Moscow goal, were among that season's strongest images.

Even Frank's harshest critics began to re-evaluate their opinions and he was finally being appreciated in an England shirt too.

Unlike in 2006 when he didn't find the net in five World Cup games, Frank went into the 2010 World Cup in red-hot scoring form, even by his own extraordinary standards.

However as Fabio Capello played with the jigsaw of England's midfield, Frank's goal threat again appeared diminished although he was one of the best players against Slovenia in the third group game, and was infamously denied his first World Cup goal by a ludicrous linesman's decision as England exited versus Germany.

Useless!

I just wanna pour what's inside my heart.
I felt so hopeless and useless.
I can't tell someone I love that I love him so much.
I just say it on my friend's name, and you wanna know what his answer??
he said, he just acts me as his sister!so after my close attention to him so far, how much I care bout him, he just acts me as his sister, no more!
ahh, I feel so fragile! it's like I just have a sorrow in my life!
I never get my happiness.
but I knew I have to be tough! I knew I can pass this like before, though I'm so broken but surely I can pass it.
I still love him, but I must accept what his decision. I will never give up through my love, I will always try to show my attention to him. I will give him all my love, my affection, and my life for him.

My Biography

My name is Fierna Septiana. I was born on September 17, 1988 in Surabaya. I was raised for all my life by my lovely mom, Rr. Chandrapadma Surya Quari (may her soul rest in peace). I only have one biological sister, named Pamelania Rachma Sariningsih. And my dad's name is Rachmad Muljadi.

My childhood wasn't happy like any other kids have. My parents divorced when I was child. My dad left my mom before I entered kindergarten, so I guess I was still 3 or 4 years old. I never met him since thetime he left, until one day when I was in Junior High School he suddenly appeared at my home. It was the first time I met him for almost 8 years. Until now I meet my dad at least once a year, due to he already has a new family so that he didn't live in the same town with me. From my dad's family I have one stepsister, named Nina (just like my forename).

My mom died a year ago because of breast cancer. Exactly on November 20, 2009. She knew that she had cancer long time. But she didn't tell me that until she make sure for herself that she had breast cancer stage 3. Thanks to God that I can be with her in her last day. But I'm a little bit upset because I was sitting beside her, but I didn't realise when angel took her life. I do really love my mom. She is my spirit to live. She is a wonder woman who can raise her daughters by herself.

I have best friends ever, named Ika Indah, Nur Afni, Laila Cholila and Dian Anggraeni. They're always there when I need them. They are places to pour out my feeling when I'm feeling sad or happy. They are friends to share happiness, sadness, and craziness together.

Love Hurts

My love is too big for me to care about..
But it's too small for you to think about..
Though my nights are colorful with your dreams..
Still my days mourn in your absence..
You mean so much and I care that much..
Better I watch you from here..
So far yet so near..
When I think of love, I think of you..
Both hurt me..
Love hurts me with you..
And you hurt me without love..

Sad Ending

today is the day!finally i told him the truth..though i said it not as my name..
but, the answer is not as i think..he refused me!!he said he didn't love me!!he just acts me as his sister!!
Gosh,,i hope i can accept the fact!!i hope i can face the world!!i hope i still can be nice to him!!
even i must pretend nothing happen,,pretend that im ok..

i believe all will be beautiful in its time..
i hope so..

Life is Sucks!!

I'm tired of being nice!!
but I can't do nothing!!
this isn't fair!!
why I never get what I want!!
really really unfair!!
I want a justice!!
I want a chance!!
I want him badly!!
please, only this time, I want him so much!!

smile in pain :')

I'm hurt seeing him with other girl..
but why I couldn't express it to him..
I expressed it, but he didn't realize..
he didn't care to me, I know he ignores me slowly..
even I must be nice to the woman I get jealous with..
it's really really hurt me..
hope he knew that..
God, I really really need Your help, so that I won't get hurt..
I'm begging You, My Lord, to end this suffering..
please, give me a sureness..

no more hiding in the end!

no more hiding!!
if one day he know the truth, I won't lie..
I will say it loudly and proudly, I LOVE YOU SO!
I don't even care with his response! the important thing to me is he knew what I feel.
I don't ask him to love me back, but at least he gives his respect toward my feeling...
but, as long as he didn't know the truth, I'll try my best to give more attention to him :)

I Love The Most!!

CAFFEINE is my idol the most!! they are the only one band I love the most!! I've been their fans since I was in 3rd class in Junior High til now... they're adorable!! I love 'em much!! I can't say it more, just can say I LOVE CAFFEINE TIL I DIE!!!

My Idol!!!

hey,,finally I found my idol's fb a few days ago! I've been to be his fans for many years.. He's so cute firstly.. but after I know him more, he's really really nice!! he's generous and funny guy! I've talked with him and we've fun together! though I never meet him, but I'm quite comfort with him :) his name is Didiet Nugroho, he's a drummer in Ari Lasso band. and he is sooooooo handsomeeee!!! ;)

Let It Free!♥

Usually I wrote a poem to express myself. Love poems, Sad poems, Broken poems...
month by month I used to express what I felt in a shape of poems. but lately, I try to express it naturally. I wrote it as I wrote a diary (finally I remember how to write a diary!lolz). day by day, I tell all my secret, something what I feel inside my heart, a little pieces of my life!
I'm tired to be romantic.
I want to free myself! I want to be myself, not being somebody else!