A WISH FOR ALL MY SISTAS!!!

Ya Allah,
The lady reading this
is beautiful, classy and
strong, and I love her.
Help her live her life to the fullest.
Please promote her and cause her to excel above her expectations.
Help her shine in the darkest places where it is impossible to love.
Protect her at all times, lift her up when she needs you the most,
and
let her know when she walks with you,
She will always be safe. Amin Ya Rabbal Alamin
Love you
Now you're on the clock!!!!
In 9 minutes something will make you happy.. ;-)
But you have to tell 9 sisters you love them, including me. Go!!!!

i got this via email and i would like to share with all my sistas who's reading this as i felt that all my sistas are beautiful and deserves to be happy always

I CAN READ IT! CAN YOU?

I CAN READ IT! CAN YOU?
Ada sesiapa yg boleh baca ni? JUST GOT THIS EMAILED TO ME....PENING & NAIK JULING GAK NK BACA...TRY IT K!

(Mgnieukt kjiaan Cmabrigde Uinervtisy sseaipa upn bleoh mmbcanaya waalu hruufyna brterbaur kraena oatk ktia tiadk mngjea hruuf stau-prestau tpai mmebcaa preaktaan sceara mnyeulruh asalakn hruuf peratma jgua ynag trakehir bareda diteamptyna):-
fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too.
Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe can.
i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno't mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt! if you can raed tihs forwrad it.

SO DID U MANAGE TO READ IT! GOT A HEADACHE AFTER READING THIS!

Nice poem

Just got this via email and just wanna share with all of you :-

This poem was nominated by UN as the best poem of 2006, written by an African Kid

When I born, I black
When I grow up, I black
When I go in Sun, I black
When I scared, I black
When I sick, I black
And when I die, I still black

And you white fellow
When you born, you pink
When you grow up, you white
When you go in sun, you red
When you cold, you blue
When you scared, you yellow
When you sick, you green
And when you die, you gray

And you calling me colored?