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.Wednesday, March 31, 2010 ' 8:10 PM Y
I HOPE HE APPEAR AT PENINSULA PLAZA TOMORROW. 

yours truly, hidayah.




.Friday, March 26, 2010 ' 9:50 PM Y
i am sooo fuck up tau dgn org yg tak tahu nak menjaga perasaan seorang kawan. seriously. i dun mind erasing them away from my life. like permanantly. i am sooo fuck up like hell now.

is this wat u call ursf a friend of mine ah bitch? ure not like this few years ago, but eversince ure _______ u started to be like a bitch.

im so sorry to hurt you but yah u hurt me more.

yours truly, hidayah.




.Thursday, March 25, 2010 ' 7:17 PM Y
JUST ONE THING IN MY MIND THAT I WISH IT WOULD HAPPEN FOR NOW. THAT IS, I WISH TO SEE HIM WAITING FOR ME AT PENINSULA PLAZA EXIT DOOR AT 6PM. WHY? BECAUSE I SERIOUSLY MISS HIM. I MISS MY WEEKDAYS WITH HIM. ARGH! PATHETIC! 

yours truly, hidayah.




.Wednesday, March 24, 2010 ' 11:08 PM Y
BEING TOGETHER IN THIS LONG TERM RELATIONSHIP ISNT EASY FOR ME. IVE BEEN THRU MANY MANY SWEET AND BAD MEMORIES TOGETHER.. SOMEHOW, WHEN WE WANT ALL THE BAD MEMORIES TO GO AWAY, IT JUST CANT BE WASHED AWAY. I FEEL BAD FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO ERASED IT AWAY. I KNOW HE IS A CHANGED PERSON AND I AM PROUD OF HIM. THANK GOD. IN A YEAR TIME, THINGS WOULD CHANGE AND ITS NOT GG TO BE AS EASY AS WAT IM FACING NOW... I HOPE HE IS GOING TO BE A GOOD GOOD HUSBAND FOR ME. AND WOULD TAKE GOOD CARE OF ME. INSYALLAH. AT TIMES IM JUST THINKING WHETHER IS THIS THE RIGHT THING FOR ME. I DUNNOE WHY I FELT THIS WAY. HAIZ.. TILL THEN, IM OFF TO BED. 

yours truly, hidayah.




.Wednesday, March 17, 2010 ' 7:43 PM Y







i miss these two kids very much! cepat lah dtg rumah auntie yaya!

yours truly, hidayah.




.Monday, March 15, 2010 ' 9:58 PM Y
I CANT WAIT FOR KICKBOXING.. PLS MAKE THIS HAPPEN GUYS! I CANNNNNOOOOOT WAIT MAN! WOOHOOOO!!

yours truly, hidayah.




.Sunday, March 14, 2010 ' 11:14 PM Y
IT JUST FEEL SOO MUCH BETTER AFTER HAVING MY WONDERFUL DATE WITH HIM. SUNDAY IS SSSOOO HAPPENING NOWADAYS. I LOVE MY SUNDAY ALTHOUGH IM TIRED. IM SO HAPPY TO MEET HIM JUST NOW. WE WENT TO JB TO SERVICE SPARKY. TOOK US LIKE 3 HRS. I MANAGE TO SLEEP SAMPAI TERNGAH2. BUT I SADAR AND WILL SHUT MY MOUTH. HAHA. IN LIKE TEN MIN TIME HE WILL BE GG HOME. I AM SO GONNA MISH U BOY! WEEKDAYS WITHOUT TALKING MUCH ON THE PHONE JUST DRIVE ME CRAZY. =( SEE YOU AGAIN ON SUNDAY DEAR!

yours truly, hidayah.




.Tuesday, March 09, 2010 ' 8:18 PM Y
ive been down for the past few days due to some pple. i wonder why pple keep on pestering me whereby i never ever wanna knoe anything abt theirs. haiz.

i wonder why pple would want to disgrace me like as if im not a human being. talk about all those things that could upset me. im like what~ they dun have anything better to do other than talking about me and wats make me sick and tired is that i keep on hearing all the good stuff abt them coming out from their mouth. THEIR OWN MOUTH.

haha. boastful. wat a world. btw, to compare my life and yours, mine is way way way better than yours. i have a man that doesnt really care wat other might think about me or wat others said abt me. he believe in me. he makes me stand up high on my on feet. i am so proud of him. whereby you, you have a choosy one that marks why u have to maintain every single thing in your life.

im so sick and tired of this. you dun have to say everything infront of my fiance. cus i dun want him to have a bad impression of me and i dun wan him to be ashame. you pple are just sooo sick and retarded. i have nothing much to say to all these pple.

fuck off and get a life. dun just sit there and gossip about me, bitch. get a fucking life.

pheww!

end this here.






sunday was the day where both of us will meet each other. i always hope that sunday will never end cus i wan him to be here with me every sec in my life. i always hope that time will not tick so fast. cus u know from monday to sat, he is busy working. 2 job. morning as a maintance, and night as a valet driver. wat else can i say, he always explain to me why he did this. i felt touch whenever he remind me again and again. saying that he did this for our future.
i want this to happen. insyaAllah.
i want a break. a getaway. but, it never happen to me. how i wish i could travel with him, just the two of us.
honeymoon?
haha.
anyways. i love him more and more. more than yesterday each day.
:)
abang, (yes.....) i MISS YOU!
HAHA.

yours truly, hidayah.




.Monday, March 01, 2010 ' 10:09 PM Y
my sunday was never wasted. although im shagged after my pt job, i still make this date wonderful.

thanks dear for everything!











im starting to be very very very tired of blogging. 8 hrs of staring the comp screen is enuf for me.
my Company's cny is sooo FUN! love it.



yours truly, hidayah.






THE LOVE-ED ONE;Y

hello. i am hidayah.
30 November 1987
happily attched to
my dear, omar.

SCREAM;TALKY



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