Dear diary,
This is my first blog on year 2006. Tomorrow is the first day of university. That's gonna be great. I'm excited. I don't know what's gonna happen tomorrow. And that's making me nervous.
I want a change.It's 2006 and everything's different now.
XOXO, Carol
Dear diary,
I slept kinda late yesterday night. As a result, I wake up around 11 something this morning, which is quite late-according to my norm.
First thing first, I brush my teeth and wash my face. Ate my lunch, delicious chili fried rice by mom. That's nice!
Then I began reading Readers Digest on bed. And straight away fall asleep till 4 something. Oopsy. I guess I'm too tired. and lazy.
TIll now, half a day gone. I'm gonna redecorate my room for the festive holiday mood. Bravo~~
XOXO, Carol
Dear diary,
I'm listening to Celine Dion's music in this dry and gloomy Tuesday afternoon. I'm wondering how to spike up my holiday.
I gotta do something about it.
XOXO, carol
Dear diary,
Nowadays, I'm miserable, unhappy...& now it's finally over. I wish it's over. I guess I'm gonna settle down myself and wait for the Christmas trip. wish it's gonna be great...
I wish I could look at the world with a more broad and generous heart. I'm gonna mould a brand new me.
XOXO, Carol
Dear diary,
Today is my sis birthday...I wanna leave a PM here, wishing her Happy BirthdaY!
It's Saturday. Tonight I've a function to go to. It makes my heart pounds fast and makes me uncomfortable. I guess I have to be myself for the function tonite. that's the only way to make me calm down. I've selected an outfit for tonite. It's a classic black suit. Hope it give everyonelse a clean and elegant impression. Now my knowledge in "Impression Management, psychology" is in-use.
It's a tempting momment, and I've to face all this alone, strongly.
KLPAC(KL Performance Arts centre) is a beautiful place to be in. The building is applied with a modern and urban style of architecture structure, combined with a sense of nature with the well-designed landscape around the building. It's heaven. Truly heaven. I adore the place and I wish I get a chance to work there. The working place is a creation of glass. It's simple, modern, classy & I love it.
now it's 2pm. I need to go to my aunt's place to feed her cat. After that, i have to straight away head for the function. What a tough task. Way too tough. I'm sleepy and tired now. maybe I should have a short nap first.
XOXO, carol
Dear diary,
Everything is over now. I'd scolded that bitch. Before scolding her, I don't feel well at all. I can't sleep for the whole last night. I just stay awake, I can't cry, I've a wound in my heart. After scolding her, I feel relieved. My cordless phone gone out of battery suddenly while I'm scolding her. That's bad. If not I would have scold her even more.
The more she explain, the more I hated her. The more I would think that she's seeking for sympathy.
No matter what, stealing is not right at all. How dare she...I couldn't forgive someone like her. I really can't. My hatred to her can only be healed by time.
I wouldn't wanna see her face anymore.
The whole thing is a tough experience. It's a nightmare. I couldn't believe that I met these kinda things during college. I could say it's a tough life experience.
I get my handphone back..but all my data lost. My sim card is terminated. My mom terminated it coz of anger. I don't have anything left. This nightmare left a huge impact on me. Bloody Idiotic HER.
XOXO, Carol
Dear diary,
I'm half dead. I need oxygen. I'm devastated.
T.T My W800i is stolen this morning. My heart is totally broken. It's not just a phone loss, it's my effort, it's my posession, I fully appreaciated it and I really really really don't want it to get lost. Really...with all my heart, I really don't want it to get lost... T.T I bought that phone just because I want a camera. We don't have a camera at home. The only camera we have is given to my sis in overseas. I just want a camera to take down memories. That's all. I really fought hard, real extremely hard to get it. I don't know why...I just don't know why, why that somebody is so cruel..cruel enough to steal my phone. Does that person knows how much effort did I put in to get this phone? Did that someone know how sad am I to lost it? My tears never stop since this morning...till now, it's still flowing without any control. I'm in total grief. I know it's my fault to be so careless to leave it there, outside the exam hall. I know it's my fault..sorry, mom. I know it's ur hard-earned-retirement money. I really didn't mean to lose it. I really cannot accept the fact that it's stolen. Why?why it has to be me?
It's the last day of exam. During the last 5 minutes b4 exam ends, I was excited. Excited because holiday starts, excited because exam's over...but just in a short 5 minutes, right after the exam, all the things changed drasticly.
I feel like I'm lost, my brain is stoned~I can't think..I feel very cold...I can't believe the fact that, my phone is lost.
When I reached home, I try very hard to wipe away my tears, walk into the house as if nothing happen. But my mom straight away realize that there's something wrong with me. I can't bear to lie to them. I told them what happened. Immediately, my mom screamed and shouted at me. Scolding me fiercely and I really can't take it. Her voice is strong enough to shake my heart. I can feel my heart breaking into pieces. Deep down in my heart, there's only one phrase I wanted to say, that is :" I really don't want this to happen..."
My head is aching, my heart is pain...this feeling wouldn't go away. I know I'm not strong enough to face this loss.
XOXO, Carol
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Dear diary,
This is my first blog on year 2006. Tomorrow is the first day of university. That's gonna be great. I'm excited. I don't know what's gonna happen tomorrow. And that's making me nervous.
I want a change.It's 2006 and everything's different now.
XOXO, Carol
Dear diary,
I slept kinda late yesterday night. As a result, I wake up around 11 something this morning, which is quite late-according to my norm.
First thing first, I brush my teeth and wash my face. Ate my lunch, delicious chili fried rice by mom. That's nice!
Then I began reading Readers Digest on bed. And straight away fall asleep till 4 something. Oopsy. I guess I'm too tired. and lazy.
TIll now, half a day gone. I'm gonna redecorate my room for the festive holiday mood. Bravo~~
XOXO, Carol
Dear diary,
I'm listening to Celine Dion's music in this dry and gloomy Tuesday afternoon. I'm wondering how to spike up my holiday.
I gotta do something about it.
XOXO, carol
Dear diary,
Nowadays, I'm miserable, unhappy...& now it's finally over. I wish it's over. I guess I'm gonna settle down myself and wait for the Christmas trip. wish it's gonna be great...
I wish I could look at the world with a more broad and generous heart. I'm gonna mould a brand new me.
XOXO, Carol
Dear diary,
Today is my sis birthday...I wanna leave a PM here, wishing her Happy BirthdaY!
It's Saturday. Tonight I've a function to go to. It makes my heart pounds fast and makes me uncomfortable. I guess I have to be myself for the function tonite. that's the only way to make me calm down. I've selected an outfit for tonite. It's a classic black suit. Hope it give everyonelse a clean and elegant impression. Now my knowledge in "Impression Management, psychology" is in-use.
It's a tempting momment, and I've to face all this alone, strongly.
KLPAC(KL Performance Arts centre) is a beautiful place to be in. The building is applied with a modern and urban style of architecture structure, combined with a sense of nature with the well-designed landscape around the building. It's heaven. Truly heaven. I adore the place and I wish I get a chance to work there. The working place is a creation of glass. It's simple, modern, classy & I love it.
now it's 2pm. I need to go to my aunt's place to feed her cat. After that, i have to straight away head for the function. What a tough task. Way too tough. I'm sleepy and tired now. maybe I should have a short nap first.
XOXO, carol
Dear diary,
Everything is over now. I'd scolded that bitch. Before scolding her, I don't feel well at all. I can't sleep for the whole last night. I just stay awake, I can't cry, I've a wound in my heart. After scolding her, I feel relieved. My cordless phone gone out of battery suddenly while I'm scolding her. That's bad. If not I would have scold her even more.
The more she explain, the more I hated her. The more I would think that she's seeking for sympathy.
No matter what, stealing is not right at all. How dare she...I couldn't forgive someone like her. I really can't. My hatred to her can only be healed by time.
I wouldn't wanna see her face anymore.
The whole thing is a tough experience. It's a nightmare. I couldn't believe that I met these kinda things during college. I could say it's a tough life experience.
I get my handphone back..but all my data lost. My sim card is terminated. My mom terminated it coz of anger. I don't have anything left. This nightmare left a huge impact on me. Bloody Idiotic HER.
XOXO, Carol
Dear diary,
I'm half dead. I need oxygen. I'm devastated.
T.T My W800i is stolen this morning. My heart is totally broken. It's not just a phone loss, it's my effort, it's my posession, I fully appreaciated it and I really really really don't want it to get lost. Really...with all my heart, I really don't want it to get lost... T.T I bought that phone just because I want a camera. We don't have a camera at home. The only camera we have is given to my sis in overseas. I just want a camera to take down memories. That's all. I really fought hard, real extremely hard to get it. I don't know why...I just don't know why, why that somebody is so cruel..cruel enough to steal my phone. Does that person knows how much effort did I put in to get this phone? Did that someone know how sad am I to lost it? My tears never stop since this morning...till now, it's still flowing without any control. I'm in total grief. I know it's my fault to be so careless to leave it there, outside the exam hall. I know it's my fault..sorry, mom. I know it's ur hard-earned-retirement money. I really didn't mean to lose it. I really cannot accept the fact that it's stolen. Why?why it has to be me?
It's the last day of exam. During the last 5 minutes b4 exam ends, I was excited. Excited because holiday starts, excited because exam's over...but just in a short 5 minutes, right after the exam, all the things changed drasticly.
I feel like I'm lost, my brain is stoned~I can't think..I feel very cold...I can't believe the fact that, my phone is lost.
When I reached home, I try very hard to wipe away my tears, walk into the house as if nothing happen. But my mom straight away realize that there's something wrong with me. I can't bear to lie to them. I told them what happened. Immediately, my mom screamed and shouted at me. Scolding me fiercely and I really can't take it. Her voice is strong enough to shake my heart. I can feel my heart breaking into pieces. Deep down in my heart, there's only one phrase I wanted to say, that is :" I really don't want this to happen..."
My head is aching, my heart is pain...this feeling wouldn't go away. I know I'm not strong enough to face this loss.
XOXO, Carol