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DASHBOARD CONFESSION
Saturday, May 31, 2008
11:56 PM


You don't know how sad I am right now. I can cry a river every time I think about it. I miss him so much. I miss his purr. I miss his meow. I miss his smell. I miss looking at the way he closes his eyes and sleeps. I miss feeling ticklish looking at his sleeping position. I miss talking to him while waiting for him to finish up his food. I miss hearing my mum talking and scolding him, as though he understands human's words. He eats alot, and I'm not sure if anyone out there is kind enough to give him that much food just like how we always give him. It's been six days since you went missing. We searched for you everywhere, everyday and every night, and we will never give up. We still have high hopes that you are somewhere out there, alive. Wherever you are right now, I pray that you are safe and are doing fine. Just come home soon, Pucci. Because we all miss you terribly dear cat.

Darn, I'm tearing again.

Okay, before I lose my blogging mood, let me just do this to slightly enlighten myself. I realised that there are pictures in my card which are pending to be uploaded here. But I shall take my stroll and upload occasion by occasion.

Last weekend was Disney Naturally at Anchorpoint. Although the environment there was a little disappointing, at least I finally stepped into Anchorpoint. As viewed in pictures, I thought the restaurant is big, beautifully decorated with Disney all over, occupied with cute disney chairs and serves delicious foods. I guess photography really plays an important part in delivering great thoughts.











So, does the above pictures give your great thoughts? Krik krik, I got it la.

It's been every weekend we meet up and going to places all over Singapore. Until it has come to a point where both of us couldn't think of nice places to go on other weekends. So basically, now on every weekend, we will squeeze our brain and come out with a brilliant plan, which always end up going town to shop, then to Kampung Glam to dine. Singapore kecil dong, mana lagi mahu pergi. Tempat gerek-gerek semua mahal nak mampus. And we are not that rich to begin with.



I know the above picture is redundant but...but last week was a little different. We camwhored, yes me and the boyfriend yang macam paham took multiple shots of me. Okay, that wasn't something different la actually, but nevermind. I need to enlighten myself, remember? Go with the flow lah!











Anyway people, have you ever once surrounded with this feeling whereby you pretty much really want to share with the whole world on how much you love your boyfriend? Like what he does that will really make your day? Like the stupidest things he will do in front of you but not in front of his friends? Like him being so sweet you forget he doesn't do that with his friends? Like sharing the hundred thousands of reason why you love him? And then when you already have that courage to let the whole world know and about to type it all out here, you suddenly changed your mind and thought that wasn't a good idea? All for one solid reason, why do you have to go that far to portray your love for someone?

But I'm telling you, I am not going to go far (what the fuck kind of english I'm typing) and make myself look stupid. I am just going to tell you that, on that night itself, he ended my Saturday with a laughter, and it made my smile till now.



That's one of the stupidest things he will do in front of me. HAHAHAHAHAHA, macam belo ah you.
ONE: SHE & HE

Dirah; twenty one.

I laugh as much as I breathe, and love as long as I live. Like the painter, I paint my life and add vibrant colours. Complete with beautiful frames, I hang them and let the whole world picture the story of my life.

I've made my momma proud by falling in love with a preetyboy; Fahn.

"For every love you give me, you take another piece of my pain."


TWO: STARS & SUN

25 July: Momma's Bdae!!!

THREE: TAG & GO



FOUR: BABES & LOVES

Adeq NirahLOVE Ailah AishaLOVE AllyLOVE AmaliaLOVE Basic Dee DeeanaLOVE Dalilah Didi Dirah Drubilee Eeqaz Efa Efni Emily Enn Evelyn FanaaLOVE Farah Nadya Farhan Farhana Fi Firah Fir FreshPoisonLOVE FylzahLOVE Gino Hafeezah Hajar HanisLOVE Ida Ideso Illa Intan Irah Kak Nanie 'KynLOVE 'Lil AyunLOVE LiPing Luke Lulu Lyana Mally Malyna Mizahh Nadera Nanz Neni Dayana Nina NinieeLOVE NurulLOVE PradaLOVE Saq SayuriLOVE Snazzie ShabLOVE Shafiyani Shahidah Shahirah ShashaDollLOVE ShashaLOVE Shaz Shidah Shif Shikin Siti Raudy Waany Yong Sheng yraJANE YuhteeLOVE Zac Zareeza


FIVE: DIG & SPLURGE

Affaires En Ligne
Beads Heaven
Cotton On
Cleo
Fayfey
Fox Fashion Summer
Forever21
Get Charmed!
Little Red Heels
Loosecloset
Moments de' Couture
Oh!Petita
Sundays Chamber
Threadless
WetSeal
YourStyle

SIX: SPOT & TRACE

79inch; where fashion is measured
Multiply
Friendster
The Old Blog

SEVEN: SAY & THANKS


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