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This is my blog, my rants. My stories of life.
I'm just your average girl next door. Need I say more? I write about what I think feels. I don't care about what you think about me 'cause it don't matter. If you think you don't like me or my blog, you can leave. Otherwise, come on in and hear my rants!! =) A year older comes May second. Sexy, Naughty, Bithcy ME!
dylalicious@gmail.com
This is my blog, my rants. My stories of life.
I'm just your average girl next door. Need I say more? I write about what I think feels. I don't care about what you think about me 'cause it don't matter. If you think you don't like me or my blog, you can leave. Otherwise, come on in and hear my rants!! =) A year older comes May second. Sexy, Naughty, Bithcy ME!
dylalicious@gmail.com
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Friday, January 02, 2009
New Year's Day
Its not a good year to start the New Year.
I had eye infection. My eyes were watery and red the whole of yesterday.
I was out with my family.
My parents wedding anniversary and my Dad brought us out to eat.
Jalan-jalan at Ikea before proceeding for dinner at Sakura at Clementi Woods.
Food was good, and I didnt stop eating for the whole of 2 hours.
No wonder I put on sooo much weight after my wedding. Heh.
On another note, I had an argument with Dear last night.
Its so frustrating.
It was nothing actually, but because he was frustrated with something else, he vent his anger on me.
Its soo irritating.
Im quite upset. He only changed for a while, after that he was back to his normal self.
Salah ke satu isteri nak manja-manja dengan suami?
If you are pissed or thinking of something, why cant you just tell me?
Why cant you learn to talk things out?
Why cant you learn to share your problems with me?
Its not fair for me to keep thinking of you all the time.
I have to watch what I say or do so as not to offend you.
But when it comes to you, you dont even bother to think of how I feel?
We are married now, there is nothing to hide.
We should learn to communicate better Baby.
WHy are you treating me this way?
Even during our Countdown Outing, when Abg Bob wanted to go karaoke in town, and you didnt want to, why cant you just voice out what you were thinking?
Why did you have to show your attitude face to me when I didnt do anything wrong to you?
And why did you have to ignore me when Im talking to you?
Why did you have to really vent your anger on me?
You could have just tell it to Abg Bob saying that it was packed, or traffic jam or there is a road block?
Im sure everyone else would have the same opinion as you.
I really cant accept the fact that you are venting your anger on me.
What were you thinking?
Last night, I was just being "manja" with you.
If you dont like it, tell me.
I was just caressing your hair, nothing more than that?
Is that wrong for a wife to even hold her husband?
Why did you have to reprimand me and tell me off saying that you were busy thinking of something and I was interrupting you?
How would I know you were thinking of something if you dont freaking tell me?
"Ya Allah, berikan lah aku kesabaran semana mampu. Insya Allah."
How long more do I have to remain like this?
I had eye infection. My eyes were watery and red the whole of yesterday.
I was out with my family.
My parents wedding anniversary and my Dad brought us out to eat.
Jalan-jalan at Ikea before proceeding for dinner at Sakura at Clementi Woods.
Food was good, and I didnt stop eating for the whole of 2 hours.
No wonder I put on sooo much weight after my wedding. Heh.
On another note, I had an argument with Dear last night.
Its so frustrating.
It was nothing actually, but because he was frustrated with something else, he vent his anger on me.
Its soo irritating.
Im quite upset. He only changed for a while, after that he was back to his normal self.
Salah ke satu isteri nak manja-manja dengan suami?
If you are pissed or thinking of something, why cant you just tell me?
Why cant you learn to talk things out?
Why cant you learn to share your problems with me?
Its not fair for me to keep thinking of you all the time.
I have to watch what I say or do so as not to offend you.
But when it comes to you, you dont even bother to think of how I feel?
We are married now, there is nothing to hide.
We should learn to communicate better Baby.
WHy are you treating me this way?
Even during our Countdown Outing, when Abg Bob wanted to go karaoke in town, and you didnt want to, why cant you just voice out what you were thinking?
Why did you have to show your attitude face to me when I didnt do anything wrong to you?
And why did you have to ignore me when Im talking to you?
Why did you have to really vent your anger on me?
You could have just tell it to Abg Bob saying that it was packed, or traffic jam or there is a road block?
Im sure everyone else would have the same opinion as you.
I really cant accept the fact that you are venting your anger on me.
What were you thinking?
Last night, I was just being "manja" with you.
If you dont like it, tell me.
I was just caressing your hair, nothing more than that?
Is that wrong for a wife to even hold her husband?
Why did you have to reprimand me and tell me off saying that you were busy thinking of something and I was interrupting you?
How would I know you were thinking of something if you dont freaking tell me?
"Ya Allah, berikan lah aku kesabaran semana mampu. Insya Allah."
How long more do I have to remain like this?