Dear Diary,

ahhhhhhh holidays is over.... yes is over.... and no more holidays .....:'( why i say so.. because this is my last semester... no more semester holidays for me.....cry out loud...... (of course we have to minus those public holidays)

ahhhhhh as the topic mention... few more hours my class will start.... brand new lecturers face? (neh .... since my uni always "Recycle" the lecturers.. most probably i will see back the same of faces... *yawn* nothing surprise...)

yesterday (since it pass 12) i went back to my uni to get my timetable (just 5 min drive if i fly) since my uni intranet sucks.. where they only update the timetable after u start ur class for like few weeks... yes... just imagine that.. stupid system... who cares.. im going off soon... bravo...

well this semester the timetable.. is not that pleasant.. but luckily no more night class... i hate night class because i cannot take up any other languages course...
1st monday n tuesday morning class... zzz
wed only 1 class
thursday stupid arrangement where i need to wait for 330hours for next class
and friday is until 12.. bravo....

that all.. i have to say but i still did not decide what should i wear for my 1st day of class.. since im sick.. so i will be wearing pants instead of skirt... zzzzz ...

okay stop here.... i think i heard smth funny in my room again... ahhhhhhhhhhhhh insect... againnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

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Dear Diary,

Today as usual i went for dinner at my bro's gf's house... and this is what i encountered.... and please Renaye.. dont scream....

Hope u will like it...

Kisses and hug to Nuttz and Xboyz..

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Dear Diary,

I was out with Renaye yesterday nite (friday) because i have nothing better to do... and kinda miss her wahahah......

so i drove to KLCC and park my car there.... (i hate that place.. it cost alot to park there) but too bad it was raining when i was out from the house.. no choice to park there and im kinda lost because i do not know where to park beside there....

okay i reach there around 445pm and i started to do some window shopping... and went to Isetan.. no sales..hence it make the shop look haunted.. wahaha.. ( i love this word "haunted") and i walk around the whole KLCC while waiting for Renaye to arrive after work...

Well i went to this CD tower at KLCC next to Times bookstore (if not mistaken) the CD and DVD are expensive... i can get a similar items for cheaper price at elsewhere.. holy cow... Price discrimination.....

Times bookstore is small.... but i do read through some of the books while waiting for Renaye.... 1 The world is flat.. cost RM49.50.. so still thinking should i get one.. and The Long Tail RM51 where my friend already bought it... and too bad i did not see the book that im looking for Blue Ocean Strategy.. my friend told me it cost around hundred... and there is a book... where it said India market is booming soon....

later after Renaye reach KLCC we went to look for her lengcai.. but ah dont get to see the lengcai because he is not around.. and we decided to walk to bintang walk for dinner.... we just walked and tada.. suddenly we saw smth v special.. and Renaye was ahhh... CATSSSSSs hahah.. it is stray and was adopted by kind hearted man.... now he is here in Malaysia for 6 years and collected 84 stray cats... well we will go there again with camera.... and of course with money... to donate....

Well we have chinese food for dinner because i cant take chicken.... im still coughing so no chicken for me.. but b4 we head back to home... i had my ice cream wahahhaha.......

okay there is smth shock of my life at the restaurant we had dinner... i went to the ladies after the dinner ... and the restroom sign is male/female... so when i opened the door... tada.... 2 guys standing there washing their hand... i was like... OMG did i went into wrong restroom... (then my mind was not functioning and luckily one of the guy which is the worker there... push the door for me.. i mean the ladies restroom which indicate yeah u r in the rite place...) hahah

and yesterday abit dissapointed as i do not spot the Il Divo anywhere... yeah because they r at Shangarila for their cocktail party... who cares anyway....

and of course i was jumping around yesterday nite because my lovely baby is back... (hey my lovely baby is my digital camera.. dont get me wrong)... i think i been talking too much.. yada yada.... stop here...

by the way... friday night seems to be haunted around KLCC.. because around 9 smth it dont seem to have much human there... even the pub...

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Dear Diary,


I was at my university library and u knows what… It is so noisy… people are talking like no body business or they thought that this is their home... I can’t read up since the noise pollution level is too great… and the librarian themselves are chit chatting with their lung out and did not do their job… holy cow aren’t library should be a peace and quiet place for us to study instead of discussion? My god... ends up I have to run up to the computer room above the library to surf the net instead of doing some reading….

Surprisingly the computer room is much more quiet then the library…. Well my UNI always terbalik (another way round) and bla I have to wait for 3 ½ hour to my next class… and I just don’t feel like going home because the petrol consumption and I have to pay another ringgit for the parking if I gone back home… STUPID SYSTEM right?

And I decided not to have my lunch since I had my brunch early... so now I just surfing... but u know what… IM HUNGRY now… I think I’m gonna hunt for food now… ciaos

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Dear Diary,
I know, i just no in the mood of blogging.. so bare w my stories i wrote

Lets the story begin....

It been weeks I�m living alone, eating alone and sleeping alone, my sense of loneliness had accumulated till the extent that I no longer able to survive the loneliness anymore, I wanted to see him, touch him, feel him besides me, his love, his kisses, his hugs that make me miss it every single second, but I still have to wait, I know the moment will come soon but the waiting make me gone insane, I told myself I no longer able to wait, but I had promise him that I�ll wait and be a good girl.

One week later

I pulled myself up from the bed, and quickly I rushed for morning shower but I nearly tripped because of my clumsiness. I had my shower done in 5 minutes that include hair washing, teeth brushing and doing all the necessary stuffs. I was shocked with my swift action as well.

I grabbed a slice of plain bread and stuck it into my mouth, I rushed down to the staircase and grab my car key and ready to go, but once I reached for the door, I can�t believe what my own eyes are seeing.

�Oh my god, oh my god, are you for real?� my voice is still shaking while trying to question him.

Instead of answering my question, he just makes himself pass through the door and settle himself on the red sofa that placed near the piano.

I shut the door tight and run towards him and give him a big hug and kisses on his both cheeks.

�Tiggy! But� how? Er� Why?� My mind is full of thousand of questions on how he arrives earlier than he suppose to.

Instead of answering my question, he hugs me and gave me a slow and loving kiss on my forehead. �Silly girl, I told you to wait and I do tell you that I�m coming home today, and where are you going? You are wearing something extremely sexy � elegant today.�

�Silly Tiggy, I was thinking of giving you surprise at the airport, and you arrive before I able to step out from the house.�

�Oh Kitty, you are so sweet, but don�t I told you not to do so?�

�Tiggy, I said it is a surprise�

�Okay, Okay, don�t be mad at me, come here Kitty.�

I walked near to his side without questioning his action, he hug me close to his chest and plant a kiss over my hair. The usual scent that flows between him makes me tingles and wanted the moment to last forever. Instead he pushed me away and stares at my face with his serious expression.

I gulped and my heart start beating fast, my imagination gone wild and negative and I don�t know what is going on. And suddenly he kneels in front of me, and he allows his hand to flow back to his pocket. I peep and saw a small little cute love designer box. He opened the box and I saw a diamond ring, not a normal diamond ring but the ring that he once promise to get for me, that he designed by himself and he promise that it will be the only one in the world and crafted with our name.

He let out his breath and his cheek blush. �Kitty, will you marry me?�.

I was stunned by the question, because I never expect this to come so fast, never come into my mind that his going to propose to me after his business trip to South Africa. I stand stilled and don�t know how to react, my tears of joys streamed down to my cheeks.

I knotted and he slides the ring to my finger and it fit perfectly. And I rushed to him and planted my face over his chase and said thousand times of �I Love You�.

He carries me up to our room and whispered.

�I love you too, Kitty�.

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