complicated.

salamz. been not very good wit boyfie.
its complicated i tell ya.
alll this while ive been forking out everything n this is wat i get in returned.
all this while ive been loyal n truthful to him n dis is how i was treated.
all this while ive been listening to him every single thing he said n this is how i was being
judge.
all this while ive been so much in love wit him..
n this is how..

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haiz.

i miss my boyfie. but y mus this thing happen.
its not good when parents are involve in this kind of situation.
fortunately,my parents are the laid back type.
i love being in love n being love in return.
not being dissed over n over again.
i had enuff wit failure relationships. n its time for me to think bout wats the outcome.
i understand. karma.
but i dun deserve it.
ouh pls help me to b strong.
grant me faith. lots of it.
grant me understanding.
grant me patient.
grant me to be strong to overcome the obstacles.

is there anyone out there coz its getting harder n harder to breathe..

salamz.

bubbye term 3. helliu term 4. teachers day jus passed. received lots of prezzie. thanks to all my kiddos. love u all to bits.

received lots of chocolates. magnets. flowers. teddies. brooch. cards. n lots of them. the dinner was okie okie. it was on a ferry. was drop dead hungry while waiting to board the ferry. imagine,all of us waited for the nite to stuff lots of food. overall the dinner was superb la. a memorable one. got a tin of khong ghuan biscuit by a secret pal. thanks eh. n received a gift from kak roz a.k.a tcr roz. a plain purple songket n frame. i loike..

i guess i mite be the most luckiest teacher to get such gift.. from a colleque.

went out wit cookie boyfie on thursday. together wit adek. went to town. far east. bought his prezzie. then to ngee ann n had seoul garden. tt will the first and the last time. all of us suffers from diarrhoea. damn. took some pix. first time in my life of 19 yrs took pix wit full of silence. awkward but true. boyfie stayed pretty quiet.

tmr. im attendin a dinner at assyafaah mosque. an official opening for tt mosque. mdm nor want us to go as its a reward as being the best co teaching partner; me, fee n marsylla. well mar decided not to go as she have plans wit her papa. niways.

im so sleepy. called cookie boyfie but to no avail. guess he hit the bed so soon. aite. gtg. got some dishes to do.

salamz.

missing ma dearie boyfie..

salamz.

kinda sleepy now. my blog is like so dead now. so so dead. bz preparing for the teachers day performance held tmr. i dunnoe but heard tt we're goin on a cruise. its kinda tiring ya noe as this is how the thing is goin. we're gonna have half day tmr. no pay yet but they said tmr its the pay day. ITS LATE U GUYS~! see wats the date now u freakazoids! so IF, theres pay, we gonna rush after werk to get the gift. if not then forget it. no gift then. nx thing is tt. no pay meaning i wont go for the dinner. then we have to report to tamp by 4.30pm. theres gonna be photo taking. again.

then after that,not so sure by wat time we're gonna make a move,we have to go through custom. yeah. its gonna b at johor. of all the places. confirm packo as tmr is their national day. haiz. then the pick up point will be at danga bay. tts where our cruise will wait for us. so yeah.

i will onie look forward for tmr if ive got my pay.

serious toking.

salamz.

to do this or to do that.
felt so bad coz i din go to aidah's feast. problems popped out suddenly like mushroom. then summore money for transport oso bo liao. ive promised to sent her off at the airport. insya allah if things are a back to norm.
then i myself,now stuck wit two task. the essay for teachers day n oso my assignment. lucky me,my lecturer extended the dateline to 13th sept. phew. wat a relief~

cookie tot im pissed off wit him coz he cant go out wit me today. i was actually dumbfounded. y wud i feel angry? he cancel it oso bcoz he wanna spent time wit his mom. so? im being reasonable n understanding here. i noe how a werking mom feels. when theres time for them to mingle n play ard wit their kids,they will cherished it. haiz.

am i being so unreasonable?

n niways,i was hurt. i dun like ppl tink differently bout me. so ya..

*frown*

salamz.

haiyah. so shag but then wat happened made me wanna get this thing done n over wit.
one question? hus blog is this?
mine rite?
have i put any limitations n restrictions when come to i post my entry? i dun tink so.
so nonsense. wats ur prob anyway?

first thing first,let me tell u aite. i understand n noe tt this blog is public. anyone can read. n ure free to read if u stumble upon my blog. but let me tell u this. watever i wrote in here,its my problem not urs. even if it hurts till it bleeds n sore,tts ur prob. coz i din invite u in here to read it. ok fine,u tag coz u juz wanna tell how u feel when u read my blog. then wat u expect me to do? go to my archive n delete my post izzit? wat for? for ur sake? if i were to do tt,its worthless n useless ya noe. as its oready been said. no point. some bloggers mite have juz read it. n if it happen tt u were so concern bout wat i wrote in here,y dun u juz admit urself. y muz disguise urself as nonsense?

schizo izzit? haiyah..

n im juz wondering,watever did i said tt can hurt sum ppl's feeling? which part of it? care to elaborate? my past few entries,as wat i can recalled,most of it were bout me n a few bout cookie dearie. i dun seems to understand wats ur motive anyway. coz if ure not invited,be like one.

uve juz blog crash the wrong one aite.

salamz.

listening to : i'm back (baby bash feat akon)

salamz. juz came back from bugis. laughed alot juz now. nadiah n ayun once again re-birth after 2 weeks of hibernation. they came back wit polka doties. yeah, chicken pox lor.

my parents fetched me from fltc n head straight to al-ameen. had my dinner. coz since 12.00 noon i din eat anyting. den wen break,i ate curry puff. wit cokd mineral water. then along came this blur colline or sth la the name cant really rmb. shes utterly makin a fool of herself la. n we have great time of laughing at her. wit ayun's presence,the pantry became so chaotic. hahakz. yeah yeah we know its bad of us but then shes funny to the max la. cant help it. did presentations oso funny. the accent is soooo cute.

imagine when "cekodok" turned to "cikotok"

she said it sounded vulgar. so we teach her another term. it turned out worse.

from "jemput-jemput" to " jembut..."

shall not elaborate more..

niways,tmr is my LO. hmm kinda kenfeused rite now as dunnoe wat i wanna do. kids meeting or phonics lesson. im so indecisive. help me....

im stuck wit lesson plan.

screw me.

listening to: Mungkin by Anuar Zain

salamz.
im having a headache now. the doc said tt my blood pressure is kinda low. n he said im too stress.

let me list down wat are the possibilities that lead me to stress..:

1) teacher workload
2) un-cooperative n irresponsible mates
3) FLTC - First Learning Training Centre. this is where im attending my course.
4) KidzFiesta 2005 - the costumes. the routine. the props. the scripts. the meeting.
5) assignments - date due! 8th September. Child Profiler.
6) Islamic College. Dip in Quranic Themes.
7) An-Nur Anniversary dance performance.
8) the above event costume n practices. must be in tip top condition.
9) pressurising n the depression stage which i simply HAVE to go thru.
10) to love cookie dearie wit all my heart. ive broke his heart. boo me~!

n the list go on...

niways,i realised sth. a bugger start to appear once again in here. uninvited tagger. guess wat? do watever u wanna do? dun bother me at all. 3 words. get a life.
will have course tmr. wit this kind of feeling. not sure im goin or not. but cant afford to skip one lesson. ive missed one n im lost n lagging.

haiyah. tok long long oso no use.
chowz.
salamz.