mood: not so gd..

reason: *dumbfounded*

(after wat seems like eternity)..

i'm nt tat gd in expressing myself in front of ppl.. so.. i'll juz blog. it seems tat lately, me & Boo, we're going thru a rough ride in our r'ship. we can't communicate & he still doesn't trust me. wat makes me sad is tat sumtimes, he's giving me the cold shoulder. sumtimes ok, sumtimes nt ok. i noe tat at times, his work is wearing him out & i'll try nt to "disturb" him too much during work. he needs his slp on his off days. i noticed he still thinks abt his past from sum of his talks & blogs. ".. y can't i let go?.." - excerpt from his blog. i noe tat certain things in his past, he can't let go. but he needs to let it go in order for US to make it. i noe tat, sumtimes i dun put enuf effort in making tis r'ship work. but i nd encouragemt, esp from Boo, to make tis hepen. i hv a lot to learn abt us. i'm craving for attention from him. i juz wanna be happy, be my normal self wen i'm wit him. i wanna see him smile, i wanna see him laugh.. i want him to be happy.. i may look normal on the outside, but inside.. my feelings are troubled. i can't let it out. wenever sumting's nt rite, i take a deep breath & keep my cool. try nt to make a fuss out of it. but i dunoe how long my "coolness" can last. day by day, ders a sinking feeling deep in my heart. i still luv him, i really do.. & i wish for those happy times tat we spent together.

it takes 2 to clap. i really nd ur hand to clap wit me..

Mohd Nazri, look me in the eye & tell me tat u still luv me..

*tears falling*

happy belated berfdae to me.. haa.. the big day was yesterday lah. was raining heavily.. spent wit Boo. had dinner @ Sofra. nice.

i luv me. i really do. juz wish tat sumone wld luv me the way i luv myself. happy, free-spirited me. i want things to turn out right. i know tat most of the time, i'm the klutz. i'm the wrong one. i'm always at fault.

pls dun hurt me.

pls luv me, dear.

helluuu~ itz raining now.. finally! been hot for the past few days. howz me? feelin' fine + a bit weird.

went to shima & ghani's wedding yesterday wit mas. saw sum of our frenz. mas decided to peel off sum of her "manicured nails". yuckkk. her tudz accidentally "kissed" the kari ayam. AGAIN. how nice. howz the smell mas? haa.. took sum pix. kadir was giving us a pep talk abt how to plan for our weddings. wattt??? me? wedding? haa.. 4 pm and i had to leave the wedding. went to Boo's hse before going for my comp's D&D. Boo was bz ironing his clothes & i was playing wit his kitten. cute one.

in the train to Pan Pacific Hotel - Boo fell asleep & i was shifting my legs. wiggling my toes. scratching my eyes. looking at my reflection.

at the hotel, saw "Old Man Nor". he, too, got lost. din noe where's the reception area. after registering ourselves, we went to our respective tables. we shared a table wit kak mid's family, kak shahidah's & raj. kak mid's hubby & Boo became fast frenz. i overheard dem talking abt bikes & .. pumping?? wuzzat? kak asnah & izan dressed like "Pocahontas". yeaahh.. wit the feathers on their heads. ita's outfit was cool. wen atok came.. ayoOoOo.. he looked like a sheriff. wit the hat. wanted to kacau him, but he din came over to our table. overall.. the event was entertaining, esp the host. he really made us laugh the whole night. i gotten myself 4 free movie vouchers. The Longest Yard.. heRRe we come!~ the food was so-so.. they din hv any ice-cream though. :( the event ended almost to midnite & since Boo had to work the following morn, we went back hm stretaway.

nx wk, hakimah's wedding. kiddos.. sat confirm aRR??

hmmm.. i lurvvvvv my hair!~

gd morning ppl. itz 1am on a monday morn. heh. i'm gonna hv trouble waking up ltr.

i've got my dinner shoes! got it got it got it!~ yea yea..!~ woke Boo up from his beauty sleep yesterday & practically forced him to go shoe-hunting wit me at town area. saturday nite spent wit ur loved one. how sweet. hee.. went to a few places & finally set my eyes upon this pair wic is quite.. affordable. can double up as my Raya shoes. too bad i can't post the pix here.. yet.

had a nice time wit Boo. luckily, he wasn't moody (he tends to get moody wen he dun get enuf slp. sshhh.). was smiling all the way home. *ehem*.. kakaka..

a mosquito juz bit me.. ooucchhh..

*yawnz*.. juz woke up few minutes ago. supposed to get ready for Pergas but instead, ended up in front of the pc.

had such a tiring week! been OT-ing the past few days, trying to clr my work stuffs. met zana on wed evening. she was finally pouring out her feelings towards tis particular guy. hmm.. she has to be more aggresive to get tat "message" thru him. haa.. sum guyz juz dun get it huh? after tat, went browsing for Boo's D&D clothes. saw a few nice-looking shirts. but had to bring His Truly so tat he can try the shirts himself.

took half-day on thursday to meet Boo. everyting went fine til we ended up quarelling over sumting. mas came & she had to be the peace-maker. hah. decided nt to dwell on tat. finally bought a top for him. quite nice. Boo really REALLY needs sum lite-coloured shirts. gggrrrr..

bought myself a handbag & a necklace for the dinner. riteee.. i'm turning into a "girl". dear, help me..

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