<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:10:43.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>miss diyana</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6341374657929483361</id><published>2010-06-01T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:40:55.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Driving me nuts!!! &lt;br /&gt;Fucking nuts!  &lt;br /&gt;Fuck my life!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6341374657929483361?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6341374657929483361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-boyfriend-who-is-driving-me-nuts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6341374657929483361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6341374657929483361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/06/ive-boyfriend-who-is-driving-me-nuts.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1114638977905236551</id><published>2010-02-09T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T20:27:46.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im stressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed coz ive not started on any assignments and deadlines are looming close. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;im so beginning to hate school. im tired from all of these really. sigh. the travel, waking up at 5 everyday. and on top of that i still have to make time for the bf. kalau tak.. start lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, i surprised the bf today after school. hehe. he's been wearing his broken watch whenever he has to dress up. and mcm kesian kan. nak bergaya but jam mati. hehe. so, i surprised him by buying him a Puma timepiece. hehe. we've been eying on it since last year when we first saw it at 313 with Wan. between the red, blue and green, the green was the most outstanding one as the colour stands out from the dark blue n red against the balck strap. hehe. so yeah. bought the watch, 2 bags of famous amos cookies; coz he's been saying he wants to buy some but never did coz its pricey and coz he wanted to snack at work and a can of redbull coz Mr. Sleepyhead is sleepy at work. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i went home after school, i heed to 313 to purchase the goodies and then took a cab down to his workplace. he's been busy since morning so i just waited for him to reply. i sent him a map of my location and he called me when he received it. hehe. he said he's super busy and apologised that i have to wait but i didnt mind at all. altho, while waiting, his boss walked past me and im sure he saw me tho i was looking down. haha. yes yes.. boss remembered my name coz of my unique feature; the mole. hahah. so anyway, i waited for almost an hr plus before he could quickly come down from the room to meet me. hehe. first time i saw my man in blue! haha. literally! hehe. so anyay, mcm paiseh gitu. hehe. we went to the canteen and his friends saw me. haha. shouted his name and then we saw, boss! oohoooh... hope i didnt get him into trouble. hehe. boss saw me and smiled and i smiled back. hehe. we sat for a while before i shooed him back to work. hehe. busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. dunno why i love to surprise him. this is like his 3rd? i think. or 4th? but its okay. he's been good to me so i dont mind at all. him travelling from pasir ris to NIE to meet me, the ring, the roses. im glad ive finally found the right man for me. one who doesnt drink, doesnt smoke, doesnt club, nor do all the negative stuff men in my previous relationship do. im glad. just that he needs to start embracing Islam a little bit more. he has never prayed in his life and im worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie dokie. now back to work. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1114638977905236551?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1114638977905236551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-stressed-stressed-coz-ive-not.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1114638977905236551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1114638977905236551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-stressed-stressed-coz-ive-not.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-8132346021956125915</id><published>2010-01-25T00:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:52:17.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Should be sleeping but I'm crying instead.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really wish I was single.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need all these minor things. Petty.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I really wish I am single.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-8132346021956125915?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8132346021956125915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/01/should-be-sleeping-but-im-crying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/8132346021956125915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/8132346021956125915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/01/should-be-sleeping-but-im-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2850103170646303848</id><published>2010-01-24T17:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T17:41:49.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it super hilarious how someone can blame me for breaking ones relationship. he or she OBVIOUSLY dont know me well enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im the type who wouldnt get involved with a guy who is attached. even if i did, i wouldnt even dare to make my move. i'll keep it a secret or avoid him. yes. im the wait for the guy to make the first move kinda girl. so how can i possibly break a relationship when i am that shy?? plus, i wouldnt want to ruin a friendship. best friends being lovers. im not the kind to risk that after what happened to me and hamad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked fadzli to be my pretend boyfriend just so that someone would shut her pipehole and stop accusing me for breaking a relationship. yes i did. it took me courage to sms him after months of avoiding him asking if he can do me this favour. to be my pretend boyfriend. childish as it may sound but it was just so that all that will stop. thankfully he agreed coz apparently, he still has feelings for me. but we only became a real couple a month after i came back from Aussie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt feel the same way as he did. but after realizing how persistent he was and real sweet gentleman, thats how i feel in love. and that was almost 2 months after we became official.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really didnt mean to be part of this triangle. its hard to say whose fault it was. the circumstances. the real historical timeline. that is the crucial part to prove my innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my conscience are clear but im also VERY particular about what people think of me. yes we may not be friends but someone out there will perceive me as a bitch due to the accusation which is not true. we've never been an item. maybe confessed during the period when we're both AVAILABLE. never when they are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. it sucks being in this position. i dont know who else believe me besides my bestie. he's been there since forever! i love you bro! hehe. just hope my friends believe in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2850103170646303848?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2850103170646303848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-super-hilarious-how-someone-can.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2850103170646303848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2850103170646303848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-super-hilarious-how-someone-can.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-8927434275857196017</id><published>2010-01-18T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:57:05.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why do i always end up dating guys who doesnt seem to understand the position im in? that there are restrictions and boundaries. yes i dont feel comfortable holding hands in case people my family knows saw. why cant they understand that? physical contact, is it really a must? i dont mind if we're away from the eyes of people but never in public. im sick n tired of my parents rejecting the guy im with just coz of this. its stupid. yet my parents will mark him down. u cant get that in your head? fine. go find someone who can express her love openly. go. at least thats what hamad got when he left me. and yes hes damn happy right now. u should too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired. really i am. waking up at 5am everyday coz lesson starts at 8.30. n yet i try to make time for him. im tired. assignments are crazy this sem. deadline as soon as feb. i dont need this to make things worst. i really need space. i just want to break down n cry. the stress, its getting to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then. shall finish up printing notes, read up my text and try have an early nite. long day tom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-8927434275857196017?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8927434275857196017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-do-i-always-end-up-dating-guys-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/8927434275857196017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/8927434275857196017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-do-i-always-end-up-dating-guys-who.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-3108022993477106887</id><published>2010-01-04T22:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:57:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am super pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows the definition of Love? im sure we all have our own interpretation to that word. but there is a similar meaning. care, respect, trust, not hurting one another etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but sad to say, some sees it as betrayal, dishonesty, uncaring, unfaithful, disrespectful. at least for someone i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what. it hurts me to see a dear friend in such pain. of course, i knew how its like. been there. done whatever he's doing now. crying, thinking, hoping, missing, isolating from everyone who cares. all for nothing because he or she will never come back. they never will. and they dont care. we're the nice ones who always gets hurt in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not easy. god no. its not. i would be lying if i said i do not reminisce the times i had with my ex bf. asking what if qns and so on. but for what? he had moved on way earlier than i hope for and there is absolutely no chance for us to happen once more. it hurts? hell yes it did. i didnt waste a few years loving a guy for nothing. of coz it hurts. but when one party has moved on, u know its game over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;likewise. its been game over since the day she left u my friend. why do u fail to see that? she has been happily fooling around with guys out there and you are sitting at home hoping that she runs back to your arms when she has so many to choose from out there?? she still loves u doesnt she? yes she does. she loves to make use of u! thats her definition of love! to hurt the man she loves. physically. emotionally. she'll only come running when she feels like it. you're just her toy. her bitch. and i hate it when it happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fucking tearing up as im typing this coz of what shes doing to you. you deserve so much better. open your eyes and see the truth that has been out there for so long. love has blinded u but i really hope you move on. give yourself another chance. u encouraged me so much when i was alone and down but yet, ure doing it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she really love you, she wouldnt have done this to u. even if in her eyes, she sees me as the reason why your relationship failed. u know what? im fine with that. coz when she physically abused you for the first time that i got to know of, i dislike her. there was no respect in the relationship! and then when it happened again n again, i knew the relationship was going down. she has not for ONCE respected your feelings. your pride. i knew she was bad news from day one. blame me or not, the reason why it failed was her. my conscience is clear. i meant what i said to you but  i was just the rebound girl. nothing more. im not the kind who comes btwn others in a relationship nor the kind to date best friends. so really, was it my fault that it failed?? get real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not saying that its not all her fault. maybe u did some mistakes too. but in my eyes, infidelity really kills a relationship. i mean seriously, why do people cheat on their spouse? because there is NO love anymore. so really, does she still love you? no. she loves the idea of u. she's used to a routine that was a part of her for more then 7 years. yet sadly, its wrongly interpreted as love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope you'll get tru this. move on. i know u'll not talk to me. not like we used to. things have changed between us. fine. i get it. but i wouldnt be sitting here tearing if i didnt care. you're still my best friend. and i think the rest of the guys are concern too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for some harsh words. just hope you'll wake up from this nightmare that has been bothering you for months. take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-3108022993477106887?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3108022993477106887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-super-pissed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3108022993477106887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3108022993477106887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-am-super-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-96676532260669377</id><published>2009-12-27T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T15:38:55.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i really need to be alone!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like switching back to my old phone!&lt;br /&gt;seriously! my cousin has been playing non stop on my hp.&lt;br /&gt;ITS DAMN ANNOYING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need silence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-96676532260669377?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/96676532260669377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-need-to-be-alone-i-feel-like.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/96676532260669377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/96676532260669377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-really-need-to-be-alone-i-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5024703277843094332</id><published>2009-10-11T23:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:53:49.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;why do i feel my heart breaks whenever i see hamad's pic with the gf? why????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;argh!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5024703277843094332?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5024703277843094332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-do-i-feel-my-heart-breaks-whenever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5024703277843094332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5024703277843094332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-do-i-feel-my-heart-breaks-whenever.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1650995178849660560</id><published>2009-09-30T01:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:31:34.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog!! blog!! dah lame tak blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots to blog about! hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September has been a great month for me. well, except for the bloody deadlines. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of, terima kasih kawansejati ku semua yang planned a birthday surprise for me. hehehe. me love. me love. and the pressie! a bag! haha.. great for school! thanks alot!! love u guys.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed so much. can see from pics uploaded in FB. hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. hari raya. haha.. i seriously tak rasa the atmosphere. puasa pun tak rasa the impact. tau tau dah raya. hahah.. but of coz lah, diyana mcm mak datin kan. hahah.. baju glam giler.. me likey.. lawa.. mestilah.. diyana yang pilih kain kat arab street. heheh. hoping to jalan raya with the guys this year. last year tak jalan.. tapikan.. mcm tak jadi jer.. busy lah wad lah.. haiz... upset upset..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. confession sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got in touch with the ex. wwoops! cerita panass!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap.. we did.. mlm raya. over msn.. and declaration. haha. he said that tak sia2 he dated me. and i jokingly asked, regret tak? and he said...yes to be honest. and he kept thinking abt me everyday. tried to get back with me but takut i reject.. haha.. that was unexpected. but yah... and he said something else.. which akak malu nak share.. hehe.. nanti korg ingat aku nie syiok sendiri pula. haha. tapi takpe. and yah.. he kinda asked me if i dont mind dating him. too late ma brother. which is sad.. but i guess, ada hikmahnye.. maybe he's never mine to begin with. tho i prayed and wished he was. haha. he's great ah.. cume, he got his insecurities got over him. he kept thinking that he's not good enough for me. well, im contented with what he has and who he is. can be improved but i was happy. but yah.. mungkin bukan jodoh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.... i met him semalam. azman. yeap. i did. i was in the cab otw home from tamp, he called. i was like shocked lah. then he said he's going to his aunty's house pat simei blk 134. so he asked nak jumpa tak? i said okalah. so i met him. he came ard 10ish to fetch me and drove over to the next blk to my aunty's place and we just sat there and caught up. he send me back home abt 11.15 coz he's going back to the office. but yah.. nice to finally meet an old friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know.. dun play with fire. im not. we're just friends. tho we have feelings for each other, but we've moved on. and we know where we are. so i knew theres nothing going on btwn us. but i still didnt mention this to fadzli coz i know i'll break his heart. i just told him im meeting an old friend. he asked who but i didnt give him much detail. he guessed its an old bf but i lied. entah eh.. dunno why im doing this. i just dun want him to think too much. im just friends with my ex. i know i know, u can never be friends with the ex. but i guess, if u know ur limits, it should be fine. and yes... i wont hurt fadzli.. he's been a great bf. and whats more, im his very first gf! i know right... stress aku. nak kene jage betul2 nie.. cant let him have a bad experience with his first relationship. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what was funny was that, fahrul also smsed me smlm. and dia yang upset i went to meet azman later that night. hahah.. entah nape, both my ex contacted me smlm. heheh. and i thought i saw him riding out from my carpark when azman was driving into my carpark to send me home. takkan dia spot check kan? heheh. told azman. he said, kawan takpe.. jgn ur bf. haha.. dia pun takut. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Ugly Truth tadi. hahaha.. not bad lah.. it was funny. hehehe.. and gerad butler.. my gerad butler... gggrrr... yummy yummy.. me like.. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ppl!! going to sleep! going back to HGS tom! gonna see my kids for childrens' day!! hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1650995178849660560?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1650995178849660560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-blog-dah-lame-tak-blog-lots-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1650995178849660560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1650995178849660560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-blog-dah-lame-tak-blog-lots-to.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-287955903075549062</id><published>2009-09-09T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T23:40:14.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u all miss me kan... sorry sorry never update blog. haha. ALOT to blog about but simply no time!! im suppose to be in bed lah but someone misses me soo much, he asked why never update. so here i am!! hahah.. i know.. so tak tau malu. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off, guess who i dreamt of just now?&lt;br /&gt;Hamad. &lt;br /&gt;oh yes! i dreamt of him. hahah. maybe coz i miss him. hahah. but bf called to wake me up so poof! dream gone. told him.. he said why never dream of him.. haha.. can one really control who he dreams of? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second, thanks so much guys for the birthday wishes. haha.. didnt go and celebrate lah. seriously caught up with assignments that im going crazy right now. but finally gave in and went out buka with ibu and nenek.. coz she didnt cook. then we drop by geylang to find baju for BIL. reached home ard 12am. haha. mcm tak skolah gitu the next day. slept at 3am coz finished up my tutorials and readings.. haiz.. sian. wonder why i decided to go back to sch when im so happy working. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, i miss all my friends!! hello!! when was the last time i met u guys!!? please please please.. make yourself free for jalan raya.. please.. we didnt have it last year.. please please.. tho this year will be different, but lets have fun jln raya together kay friends! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay.. waiting for haidir to drive in my area. member dahde kereta lah.. haha. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-287955903075549062?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/287955903075549062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-people-i-know-u-all-miss-me-kan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/287955903075549062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/287955903075549062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-people-i-know-u-all-miss-me-kan.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5877735819970834081</id><published>2009-08-15T00:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:28:29.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The reason why im smiling like an idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SoWMa3JQqnI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/RFTpOwifW6E/s1600-h/IMG_2442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369852523816462962" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SoWMa3JQqnI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/RFTpOwifW6E/s320/IMG_2442.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SoWMaYOjnKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/M516DgcTWe8/s1600-h/citigems.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369852515517176994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SoWMaYOjnKI/AAAAAAAAAzI/M516DgcTWe8/s320/citigems.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no need to say who gave me kan? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy dont i feel pampered!! asyik dapt cincin jer. hehe. but i love this one. the diamond bigger than the SK nyer. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he made me guess what his new love coupon was abt. i couldnt come out with anything. boy was i shocked when he took out the box from his pocket. i was like OMG!! already smiling but i was like OMG!! haha. he opened and i went OMG! hehe. i wouldnt have thought he bought me a ring. like we've been dating for only 1 month and he bought me a diamond ring from citigems??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i'll bug him with questions tho he set rules that im not allowed to ask. but i got my ans anyway. i felt bad lor!! like seriously.. the ring already made me feel bad. the price made me feel worse!! its 290 bucks. like hello!! thats like alot to spend on me??! i could have bought that samsung MP3 lor. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he bought it after watching movie with Wan n Kelvin. his female friend help him choose, Yuwen. hehe. he asked me when we first met if im angry with him for asking me to take out hamad's ring. said no lah. now he bought me a new one. haha. like wad... then asked him why. he said, just want to make me happy. hehe. i laughed before commenting that i must have been a really sad person that he had to spend 290 just to make me happy! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still have not recovered from shocked. hehe. kept staring on the ring on my finger. tho ive to keep it away from ibu lah. hehe. he said later ibu ask how? true. so yah. anyway, need to get it resized coz its huge on my boney finger! hahah. man... so unexpected. honestly didnt see that coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tho its making me feel very bad. like what have i done to deserve all this. what if he knows my past. will it change things? i know now that ive to try my best to make this work. its not fair to let it be one sided. he's done alot for me. its time i do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bumped into Wan at whitesands while i was having lunch alone at BK. haha. his face, PRICELESS!! hehe. should have taken a snapshot lah! hahaha. funny lor. and i laughed alone. looked so bodoh! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumped into my student as well. and my cheerleading girls called. finally they got their medals! haha. too bad i wasnt there to be part of it. tho i could lah since ive no lesson today. but yah.. tak invite, takkan nak dtg jer. heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klah. shall try and sleep. been a long day.&lt;br /&gt;nites world! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5877735819970834081?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5877735819970834081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/reason-why-im-smiling-like-idiot-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5877735819970834081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5877735819970834081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/reason-why-im-smiling-like-idiot-no.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SoWMa3JQqnI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/RFTpOwifW6E/s72-c/IMG_2442.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6987900864022121709</id><published>2009-08-10T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:10:04.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. time flies. its already 8pm. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tot i have a nap from 4 to 5. but woke up at 6.30 instead. dunno why so lethargic today. maybe coz puasa and tak sahur. hehe. but anyway, super bloated now. *burp* alhamdulilah =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will have to update some police matters and so we can submit the claim to court. seriously, im tired of doing this. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my last day of freedom! haha. not bad lah. been spending time with friends and bones. i so enjoyed our outdoor monopoly game! hahah. we should do it again. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i might be able to work things out with bones now. i realised that he really do care and is really sincere of his feelings. been meeting him quite often past few days. the board game, the car ride on the day he passed the test, national day. i enjoyed his company. every chance he got, he'll try to meet me. even if its just to accompany me buy a printer. haha. or having only 1.5 hours to spend with me national day night. an excuse to meet me he says. he's meeting me again tom after i end sch. sanggup travel all the way to NIE. haha. funny boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he felt touched that i actually removed the ring from my finger. he was smiling like an idiot. haha. but i feel, i owe him that much after all that he's done for me. i still wouldnt say the word love. its too soon. but i will give him a chance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty then, back to work! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6987900864022121709?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6987900864022121709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6987900864022121709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6987900864022121709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6081605345419346758</id><published>2009-08-10T15:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T20:17:07.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im starting school tom ppl!!&lt;br /&gt;omg! nervous! scared!&lt;br /&gt;aaarrrgghhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so freaking bored at home. haiz. can someone please date me out!? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes!! watching The Proposal with Wan!! cant wait! wanted to watch it back in Aussie but didnt got time to do so. I is cant wait!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should probably do my tutorial now but kinda lazy.... hehe. man.. gotta buck up! im really nervous. afraid. oh God please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my time-table super rilek!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SoAKo3730oI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zTaMo3LLVgs/s1600-h/timetable.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 264px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368302453151748738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SoAKo3730oI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zTaMo3LLVgs/s320/timetable.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh whee!! no sch on friday!! hahaha! rilek pe.. friday will be my dating-with-friends-or-bf day, my gym day, facial day and my driving day. huahuahua...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. shall go watch tv.. maybe 5pm then will get started on things. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6081605345419346758?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6081605345419346758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-starting-school-tom-ppl-omg-nervous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6081605345419346758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6081605345419346758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-starting-school-tom-ppl-omg-nervous.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SoAKo3730oI/AAAAAAAAAzA/zTaMo3LLVgs/s72-c/timetable.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5788802410915673222</id><published>2009-08-06T03:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T04:45:53.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please. dont mention this to my bf kay.&lt;br /&gt;he doesnt know my blog and i rather not him know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried.&lt;br /&gt;yes. i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im spring cleaning. getting a new cupboard to replace the old. and come across to old love letters from hamad. first, a folder filled with his love poems,songs and letters. i stared at it. my heart went weak. i felt like crying but held back my tears. moved on to clean some more junk. found more letters. i opened one. and another. and another. then, tears. just like that. i cried. for about 3 mins. then i stopped. coz fadzli still online with me. he's already upset with me for feeling like crying when i saw the notes (he made me promise not to read the letters but i cant help it!) and for still wearing the ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: haiz...gonna read?&lt;br /&gt;me: staring at it..&lt;br /&gt;him: please dont...&lt;br /&gt;me: so tempted.. =(&lt;br /&gt;him: theres no point... will only make u feel sad, emo, cry. why... why are u still doing this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when asked if he's bothered about what fahrul said abt me deserving a better guy,&lt;br /&gt;he said: more bothered by the ex thingy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: please dont be angry. but y u stil wearing the ring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told him why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: okay...&lt;br /&gt;me: upset?&lt;br /&gt;him: can i say yes...&lt;br /&gt;me: be honest&lt;br /&gt;him: yes...&lt;br /&gt;me: what can i do to make u feel better? again, be honest&lt;br /&gt;him: not wear it? its not like i'm not understanding or i'm easily jealous or wad. even eunice teguh u abt it... any guy would be upset. alrite, i'm any guy in this case...&lt;br /&gt;me: hmm.. okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. whats freaking wrong with me??!&lt;br /&gt;god. i feel like crying again. why god!? help me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i need to go thru a lie detector test. i need to know my honest true feelings at this moment. its killing me! i want to move on but i cant!! even without reading the letters, im still doubting myself to be in a relationship. i lost hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant do this. im weak. i really am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5788802410915673222?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5788802410915673222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5788802410915673222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5788802410915673222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/please.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2618808845977620113</id><published>2009-08-02T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T02:00:38.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss my friends. been a long time since ive met all of them. especially that someone.&lt;br /&gt;i know he's avoiding me lah. it doesnt take a genius to figure that out. but its so sad that something so childish can cause a friendship to rock. really says alot. MISS YOU PPL!!&lt;br /&gt;please please date me out before i start sch!! nanti aku dah kat NIE lagi bercinta nak jumpa korang. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i miss my kids!! god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SnR8svCd5TI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Yrl0W6T4plc/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 229px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365050164088005938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SnR8svCd5TI/AAAAAAAAAyo/Yrl0W6T4plc/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day i left, i got a phonecall from Kristen. "Hello Miss Diyana!!" omg. so cute lah she. bumped into her yesterday also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SnR8tY4LMlI/AAAAAAAAAy4/3urMkApAXDA/s1600-h/SDC11082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365050175319126610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SnR8tY4LMlI/AAAAAAAAAy4/3urMkApAXDA/s320/SDC11082.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got an MMS from Puteri's mum. haha. nie pun lagi satu cutie. she told her mum that im going to be on a midnight flight to go overseas to study. so of coz her mum msged me lah. haha. and then she sent me the mms. shes so pretty!! such a doll! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SnR8s33eLXI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LxpUabRb06w/s1600-h/puterinuralyssa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365050166457806194" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SnR8s33eLXI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LxpUabRb06w/s320/puterinuralyssa.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why teaching is such a rewarding job. kids remember you and silly things that they do that can make you laugh till u cry at times. hehe. ok i admit i do have favourites lah. but to those i hate, its tough love. hehe. im stricter with them coz i know they are just out to annoy me. hehe. yes.. miss diyana garang okay. haha. got parents commented i am. the malay teachers also say i garang. hahah. oh well. P1s must be strict! thats when they learn the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes.. by now ppl dah tau i have a bf. haha. so hows it so far? oklah.. he's really nice. always making me laugh. of coz lah.. honeymoon period kan? haha. but to really say ive feelings for him, still a no. i mean like the feelings i had for hamad. or azman. not yet at least. but i guess, this things will grow right? if not pun, i guess, i should be glad that at least theres someone out there who likes me. haha. at times i miss my single life. coz being single is really the best lah! especially if u have a busy life like mine. hehe. but he's been great. really caring. accompanied me to A&amp;amp;E at night tho he had to work the morning shift the next day. mane2 i want to go, he want to teman me and send me. tho being me, im independant that i can do things on my own lah. but oklah. we'll see how things goes. maybe should just let nature takes its course. his 3rd time asking me to be his gf. hehe. never give up right? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, its better for someone to love you more than you love that person. more in my case rather. seriously, lost hope in finding happiness in love. after all those heartbreak. at least now, not much expectations. i'll grow to love maybe. but it takes time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2618808845977620113?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2618808845977620113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss-my-friends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2618808845977620113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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different.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should give him a chance.&lt;br /&gt;he's different from the guys ive dated.&lt;br /&gt;he makes me laugh. he's not the playboy type.&lt;br /&gt;he makes me feel special. feel loved with the quirky gifts.&lt;br /&gt;i dont have that feeling i had for hamad. or azman. towards him.&lt;br /&gt;but maybe its better this way.&lt;br /&gt;to have someone to love you more than u do.&lt;br /&gt;its the third time. he hadnt given up. maybe he's the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see how things goes wont we?&lt;br /&gt;just hope n pray for the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6110948583682787576?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6110948583682787576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>had a great week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see.. hmm.. monday went to sch as usual.. went home.. slept.. tuesday.. bones came to pick me up after sch. ard 3pm. he waited outside the main gate. so some of my p6 kids saw us. and yes. kene teased. haiz.. but funny lah. my collegue also say. the next day she commented on yesterday's incident. hehe. was home late. ard 9pm. so tired. next day, wednesday.. went home straight after sch. hehe. thurs, had my facial.. friday, karaoke session with cousins! reached home at 7.30pm. slept quite early. ard 9.30pm. too tired. woke up 8plus. ibu kejut to go pasar. so i went. balik, kemas... and slept again from 3plus to 6plus. haha. so penat seh. today, woke up at 12.30pm. hehe.. coz i slept at 3plus in the morning. hehe. now, slacking.. while singing more songs tho ive a big pile of worksheet to mark!! haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karaoke session was POWER!! funny things we did. but so sad didnt manage to get alot more vids. but nevermind. we really enjoyed ourselves! hehe. and to think we all wore the same colour by coincidence! not planned at all. haha.. fun girls night out. hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check the videos out. our gila-ness and horrible voice! hehehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: this video that you are about to see may spoil your hearing and irritate your eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody - Wondergirls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed width="448" height="361" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://smg.photobucket.com/flash/player.swf?file=http://vidmg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/karaoke videos/nobodykaraoke.flv"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-7841424625527603715?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5649011179678886278</id><published>2009-07-12T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:33:49.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things i wanna buy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) mp3&lt;br /&gt;2) white gold bracelet&lt;br /&gt;3) new haversack&lt;br /&gt;4) new pencil box (haha)&lt;br /&gt;5) a new study table coz i dont have one&lt;br /&gt;6) a wax-off session at STRIP&lt;br /&gt;7) a new bf. (anyone knows where i can get one? haha) kidd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. alot to buy!&lt;br /&gt;oh plus ive to pay off my yoga, prudential, UOB insurance and new york skin solutions expenses. haiz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5649011179678886278?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5649011179678886278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-i-wanna-buy-1-mp3-2-white-gold.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5649011179678886278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5649011179678886278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-i-wanna-buy-1-mp3-2-white-gold.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-4949846881679928921</id><published>2009-07-08T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:51:19.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>is this a new begining for me?&lt;br /&gt;or is this just a game?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. wednesday. haha. mid week!&lt;br /&gt;ive lots to blog but mcm mls. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... diyana's first trip to facial today. haha. New York skin solutions. haha.&lt;br /&gt;my sis lah. drag me there. coz she has a free trial. for me, not must prob. they just said its dehydrated. skin a combination of oily and dry. so i think thats my cue to drink lots of plain water and fruits. haha. but not bad seh. the part where they squeeze the pimple out, i had a bit of tears. haha. pain lor! but relaxing lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. dah penat. nak sleep. no one nak layan also online. hurhur. nites ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching MJ's memorial on tv. man.. got me teary eyed. like honestly. i love MJ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-4949846881679928921?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4949846881679928921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-this-new-begining-for-me-or-is-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4949846881679928921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4949846881679928921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/07/is-this-new-begining-for-me-or-is-this.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-7396182324701390889</id><published>2009-07-07T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T22:54:57.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im smiling myself silly! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;cloud nine!&lt;br /&gt;whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. so date with bones was cancelled yesterday. went out with family instead. so it was postpone to today. he picked me up from sch ard 3.20pm. went to marina square to eat coz diyana freaking hungry. haha. then walk to esplanade. sat there and talked. hurhur. then, he gave me this envelope. hehehe. it was so unexpected. i opened the envelope and there was a nite and something wrapped in red wrapper. the note was so cute! and the content in the red wrapper is actually love coupons. hahah! even cuter! i kept smiling from the moment he gave it till otw home. thats like 2 hours of smile kay. my mouth hurts. in a good way. haha. super sweet lah. and i didnt even ask for it okay. hahah. omg. i feel so loved! sweet sweet love! heheh. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wanted an answer. so i said i'll accept his coupons. dunno if this means anything. but yeah.. lets see how things go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard from ellyas. haha. so funny. asked me to dwld song for his commandant so he can get day off tom. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then, prison break dahbis. so time for bed! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;so gonna have sweet dreams tonight! hurhur.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-7396182324701390889?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7396182324701390889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-smiling-myself-silly-hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7396182324701390889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7396182324701390889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-smiling-myself-silly-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-7228368121785154804</id><published>2009-07-06T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T01:00:44.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whee! record breaking!&lt;br /&gt;haha. didnt blog for a week!&lt;br /&gt;seriously, was i that busy that i couldnt blog? haha. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last week, sunday, met the guys at starbucks to give their goodies from aussie! haha. nothing much lah really. i should have bought more chocolates and stuff but there was something wrong with my visa card and i cant transfer the money coz the ib pin rosak. so diyana had limited to spend. bummer. but yah.. had fun catching up. hehe. tho fadzli was caught off guard i guess. didnt tell him the rest was coming until dah sampai tamp. hehe. he tot it was only wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then monday, went to sch.. wad a drag. as u know, got a lift from bones. hehe. and movie and sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues n wed nothing much happen. went home and slept coz i was super tired. had to wake up early to go sch coz dad dah tak hantar pagi. haha. but then, half and hr early doesnt really make a big diff lah. must be during the holidays i slept and woke up late. haha. like seriously, 2pm then woke up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs, it was another day out with bones after sch. hehe. he was from his night shift. had rested for a while at home then pick me up at abt 2plus 3.. makcik security teased me. haha. so paiseh. then we stood outside and a few teachers and students saw. haha. after a while, we decided to go town. he parked at PS and we walked all the way to orchard and back to PS. haha. lazy boy. nak take train lah. haha. but we end up walking. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fri, went to airport with colleague to makan at popeyes. hehe. but so sad takde biscuits lagi. BOO!! oh n it was my dad's bday. then we went to my sis house to try and settle an issue with the tenant. to no avail. was back quite late. n we didnt even celebrate dad's bdae. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat, was suppose to meet my pri sch friends but i gave an excuse. seriously, whats the point. so they were bitching and being so sacarstic abt some ppl like me who refused to come or reply to the msges. so what seh. like u ppl had been in my life for the past few years? seriously. tanak dtg sudah lah. kenapa nak paksa. i rather stay home which i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today sunday, also another day at home. haha. too lazy! nak keluar pun my family tanak. so yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom, no sch coz its youth day. haha. bones ajak keluar coz its his first off day. but seems like i cant make it. parents want me to go out with them tom. then mlm hantar my pakcik off to norway! so yah. have to. lagipun bagus lah. so bones can rest from his night shift. maybe we can meet tues. or if he already have plans then its okay. we are just friends. no strings attached. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. shall see what else i can do. haha. its 1am. no show on tv. nothing to snack on. no one to chat kat msn. and im avoiding my stack of worksheets to mark! haha. but seems like i dont have a choice do i? sigh. reminisce. maybe thats what i'll do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its sad that silly circumstances cause friendship to fade.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-7228368121785154804?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7228368121785154804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/07/whee-record-breaking-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7228368121785154804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7228368121785154804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/07/whee-record-breaking-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-4469495611951026764</id><published>2009-06-29T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:06:02.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>remedy for monday blues. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god! was so annoyed coz i just couldnt sleep! tossed n turned, sat up and sigh, looked out the window. just couldnt sleep. hehe. tau tau, kul 5 pagi got good morning msg from bones. then say he'll meet me at 6. i was like eh dekni. haha. but he wouldnt accept no as an ans. haha. so 6.15 met him n he sent me to sch. and my colleague nampak. sindir. hari2 ada free ride eh? haha. nolah. dier nak sangat. coz nak gi gym then go his nenek house sleep b4 his class 2 lesson. felt bad lor. coz he also tak tido. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch was okay. timetable standstill. so no lesson. after sch waited for him to come also. he gave me a ride to NIE. omg. so bloody far!! he was tired lah riding. n my butt was painful. haha. but fun. we had a tour ard the sch. and omg, dia perangai.. haha. msuk lecture room. tho it was empty lah. had to drag him lah. but yeah!! at least i know where my sch is. haha. then how to cross over to NTU to cuci mata pat sane pula. hahaha. but the tangga... minta ampun! tinggi giler! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left NIE ard 3. made a trip down to cineleisure. but carpark full so went to PS. booked tix for Transformers with him n Wan. then go makan. so lapar. 2 hari tak makan. haha. then walked ard while waiting for Wan. movie started at 5.20pm. ended at 8. then we headed home. haha. kesian seh Wan.. kau balik sorang.. felt so bad lah. sorry eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were caught in the rain. so he stopped at the rain shelter and we were stuck for an hour there. haha. sat down n waited for the rain to stop. which it eventually did. haha. reached home abt 9.40? haha. made a brief goodbye coz can see he was very tired n sleepy. haha. he's asleep already lah. msg me at 10.20. hehe. aku baru nak mandi lepas makan. so hungry lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. i shall gosok baju n SLEEP!! so penat babe! 4 hari tak tido.. i need my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites world! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-4469495611951026764?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4469495611951026764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/remedy-for-monday-blues.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4469495611951026764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4469495611951026764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/remedy-for-monday-blues.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-691104019018218304</id><published>2009-06-27T15:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T16:05:10.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>speak of the devil, i saw hamad at the bank yesterday. hah. shocked. i just stepped in while he was just about to leave. wierd moment. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeay! my laptop is working! haha. dunno whats wrong also. went to MOE to sign my bond then went Acer. all he did was plug in his thumbdrive, power my lappie, press esc ke F1 key together with power button to boot up. and after awhile. viola! haha. lucky data tak hilang. but im so gonna backup everything after this and then reformat my whole lappie. mcm dah slow je. lagging. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all task done except for submitting my NIE admission forms. will do so after sch on monday. will cab to NIE kalau sch end late due to meeting kepe. maklumlah, baru buka skolah then nak handle case H1N1 lagi. my sch got confirm cases seh. wah! die. but dunno if watching movie also. bones didnt mention anything to my suggested date. so see how lah. if not.. friday. since tue wed he work. thurs let him rest. so fri. tgklah mcm mane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. im really tired. slept at 3plus and woke up at 7. cannot tahan. then later relatives coming. haiz. shall nap for a while. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my attempt with my passport picture failed miserably. i look very ugly lor! haha. gave up lah. print je gambar nanti...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-691104019018218304?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/691104019018218304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/speak-of-devil-i-saw-hamad-at-bank.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/691104019018218304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/691104019018218304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/speak-of-devil-i-saw-hamad-at-bank.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-150921672075086537</id><published>2009-06-24T17:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T19:09:09.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ola..!&lt;br /&gt;its been 4 days since ive been back here in sunny singapore! hehe. and ive not stepped out of the house these 4 days. rimas!! sch called and told me NOT to come to sch. hehehe. tu diyana happy! but im still bored lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive lots of things to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) make space in my cupboard for new clotheS! hehe. alot lah! (almost done)&lt;br /&gt;2) go to the bank to verify my signature. and endorse my GIRO for Prudential and NIE.&lt;br /&gt;3) go to NIE to submit my admission forms.&lt;br /&gt;4) go to Acer to send my laptop for repairs.&lt;br /&gt;5) go to MOE on saturday to sign contract with dad and uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for items 2 to 4, i think i have to leave home and get it done either tom or latest friday. no choice. cant wait till after my 7 days is up. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that aside, i still have pics to upload to share! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. sorry friends, but this saturday, i cant make it for transformers with u guys. coz i need to go MOE then my relatives coming over to collect their goodies. haha. maybe u guys can come too. collect your goodies before it melts! and sorry.. i bought Krispy Kreme for u guys but i cant possibly keep it for a week! wont be nice anymore. so its either gonna end up in my stomach or giving it away to my cousin. haha. but im still watching the movie tho. with fadzli. he made me watch with him kay. apparently i made a deal with him months ago to watch it together. i cant recall i did. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. not sure whats the deal with me and fadzli. haha. its always the same whenever we get in touch. we talk and flirt and always make each other laugh. but we never really made it to being in an actual relationship. haha. ok maybe once. but i broke off coz i cant forget azman. second time, he back off coz of my parents WANTS. haha. now third, not sure what will happen. maybe nothing. im not denying that i like him coz seriously, he's VERY sweet! sampai sanggup layan my karenah and was out with me till 6am just so that i will enjoy my last day of freedom! haha. and when im sick, he will buy me cough syrup and give it to me. haha. but maybe better off like this. i enjoy his company very much. haha. even while i was in Sydney, he will sms or msn with me despite the 60cents per sms. haha. but the last day was funny. he ended off with 'No more LDR....' thats long-distance relationship for you. haha. im his mistress. haha. but yah.. dunnola.. he's actually the only guy i know after hamad whos not trying to get into my pants. trust me. fahrul and azman tried to. he's actually honest and innocent. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of hamad, gosh. wont deny i miss him at times when im super lonely. haha. but im glad he's moved on and leading a much happier life now. both he and gf going to be teachers. so their future does look bright. bagus lah. im not jealous. its the path that GOD has created for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im contented with what i have now. my dear friends whom i love most. my dream to be a teacher. thats enough. im happy. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. so contridicting myself coz i actually cried my heart out to sleep yesterday. but ive a new mantra in life. that's to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;follow your heart =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SkIHCL6yC8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/CJYnP4-wJfk/s1600-h/aust+379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350847041410042818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SkIHCL6yC8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/CJYnP4-wJfk/s320/aust+379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-150921672075086537?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/150921672075086537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/ola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/150921672075086537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/150921672075086537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/ola.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SkIHCL6yC8I/AAAAAAAAAyg/CJYnP4-wJfk/s72-c/aust+379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6695698240656388048</id><published>2009-06-18T00:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T10:44:25.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO SINGAPOREANS!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;miss me? i knew Wan FINALLY misses me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;plus Ted and Haidir. and Firdaus too! he gave me a phone call on Sunday. haha. but idiot. made me jealous coz you guys were out having fun. haha. nah.. its okay.. I MISS YOU GUYS too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. finally i got my hands on the laptop to upload pics to photobucket to share! hehe. but i must warn you photobucket is retarded as they upload the end to the start of the pics in the folder. and alot of vain shots of moi. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 and 2 of Sydney (ard Circular Quay and other islands): &lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/Sydney1/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/Sydney1/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 of Sydney (City area):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/Sydney4/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/Sydney4/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i stopped at Day 6 last few entries.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 was shopping spree for me at Chinatown with mum n dad. hehe. then had dinner at Kasturi Cafe. think ive blogged abt that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 was spend at home. resting and cooking for the days to come. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 of Sydney (Bondi Beach):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/Sydney9/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/Sydney9/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad it rained. but lucky for us it wasnt heavy rain. super freezing of coz!! like thank god i have the wollen boots n jacket to keep me warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 (Blue Mountains tour):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/Sydney10/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v693/diyanaharun/Sydney10/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wake up super early. 5am to get ready and make our way to the meeting point at Circular Quay at 7.30am. bloody weather was so cold!! i swear even in my jacket i was shivering! maybe coz my jeans werent think enough to keep me warm. haha. but the trip was FANTASTIC!! the guide was funny. first stop was the zoo! diyana was jumping with excitement when she saw KANGAROOS!! and also the KOALA! hehe. my wish has finally come true! haha. then it was up to the mountains. so bloody cold! hehe. but it was beautiful lah. altho the Grand Canyon gives a much better picturesque view. but nevertheless, diyana tries to make justice out of her DSLR which fails her at some point. haha. i need more practice on my baby! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 and 12 was spent indoors at home coz its too cold to go out. haha. but i went out just now to the bank to deposit money to the ebay guy. and then walked ard alone in the mall nearby. was out for like 3 hours? haha. just window shopping. and i had their Mac double quarter pounder. the beef!! it was HEAVEN!! seriously! i was elevated while having it. blissful man. i can survive eating that alone! haha. fresh aussie meat man.. you can never beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay then.. its 2.42am aussie time and 12.42am sing time. shall log out and sleep since ive to be up later for prayers at 4plus aussie time. haha. crazy man!! ive trouble waking up that early!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days in Sydney!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6695698240656388048?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6695698240656388048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-singaporeans-hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6695698240656388048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6695698240656388048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-singaporeans-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-907985717563089187</id><published>2009-06-12T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:25:06.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MORE SHOPPING!!&lt;br /&gt;but this time i didnt buy much at Chinatown. more for my relatives. and something for you guys. hehe. i know.. i've kinda have bad taste right. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SjJgflHMHfI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/MT-dlP1jaSw/s1600-h/baju1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346441803296677362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SjJgflHMHfI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/MT-dlP1jaSw/s320/baju1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SjJgf6quBqI/AAAAAAAAAyY/zEROcrSkmYw/s1600-h/baju.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346441809082844834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SjJgf6quBqI/AAAAAAAAAyY/zEROcrSkmYw/s320/baju.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. the XS is more for kids. haha. yang badan cute2.. so that be bones n nizam. wan,dir n fir will fit the S hopefully. haha. and the last M for isky!! hehe. hope it fits. i seriously dunno what else to get for you guys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw some rock tshirts like what nizam normally wears but i figured he has alot of that. tho the avenged sevenfold one looks nice. haha. now kinda regretting i didnt buy it. hehe. sorry zam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. im now bored coz no one is online to layan me.. my nephew dah tido. and i cant sleep. i kept getting nose bleed due to the weather. and the place, theres no ventilation at all! haha. im so sensitive to all these thus it irritates my nose alot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. tom theres no plans. Sunday we'll be going for a picnic to Bondi and on Monday, Blue Mountains! hehe. but its freaking cold lah kay.. cannot tahan lah.. tadi balik from Chinatown also cannot tahan the cold. we made a stopover at Cafe Kasturi where its owned by Malaysians. and hello handsome! hahah. there were 2 lagi. wah.. made my dinner taste extra nice just by looking at them. haha. gatal diyana. hehe. cannot lah.. later bf find a spanish gf. then i be left all alone. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week in freezing Sydney! more to see and shop!! whee!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-907985717563089187?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/907985717563089187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-shopping-but-this-time-i-didnt-buy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/907985717563089187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/907985717563089187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/more-shopping-but-this-time-i-didnt-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SjJgflHMHfI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/MT-dlP1jaSw/s72-c/baju1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2138458528230498983</id><published>2009-06-11T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:37:18.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah!! i miss singapore hot weather!! im so freezing my butt off here man! its windy and the temperature is 5degress. freaking cold! and its gonna get colder coz winter is here. man oh man. i so need a man to hug. actually its okay.. ive a cute lil boy here for me to cuddle with. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is day 6 of my sydney trip. so fast a week has passed! and guess what ppl. ive filled in a big plastic bag worth of shopping items. mainly clothes lah. haha. but i was so disappointed today. we went to DFO (dutyfreeoutlet) in Homebush and by the 2nd shop, i was BROKE!! i had only 60 to begin with coz i gave my parents some money to spend when i first arrive. so upset lor. got alot of affordable stuff which i wanna get but couldnt. bummer. especially my perfumes!! haiz.. takpe.. bones said he will buy for me.. haha.. jahat seh dier.. but he really made me laugh lah. hehe. so today, we spent the whole day shopping till 9pm but diyana didnt really buy much. sigh. what luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets recap what i did since ive been here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: arrived alone in Sydney and took a cab all by myself to my sister's apartment. then went to walk ard the mall located behind her apartment for about an hour. went in to bed at 4.30pm all the way to 5am singapore time. so damn tired coz i didnt sleep the night before due to my late night out with Mr.Sleepyhead and coz the steward in the plane was so damn goodlooking i couldnt tarnish my image if i slept and drooled over my pillow! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: went sight-seeing to Harbour bridge, Sydney Opera House and ferry rides to Manly, Watsons Bay. it was cold but was fun. especially with baby boy ard. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: we stayed home. but we went to the mall near the apartment just to walk ard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 4: bro-in-law stayed home while the rest of us made our way to the city and walked ard and explored. we went to The Rocks, then Chinatown where it was more shopping and eating at Nandos. superb! the food. yummy to the max! cume the sauce aje wierd. hehe. it was cold man. so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 5: if memory serves me right, we stayed home the whole day. i think. hehe. im miss forgetful lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 6: today, we went to Homebush where DFO is located. that place is HEAVEN. at least enuf for me lah. haha. then to Parramatta where their big VIVO like shopping mall is located. was out from 1pm to 9pm. hehe. we reached Bankstown at 9pm and met BIL for dinner at the Spice of Thai. our second time there for dinner. the food quite good lah. and the service was quick. but the waiter lagi cute. hehehe. sempat diyana senyum kat dia. and he smiled back. haha. gatal eh.. nanti bf marah baru tau.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom, not sure what we have planned. maybe back to chinatown for the flea market. haha. with money in my hands, no one can stop me! NO ONE!! huahuahua!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ppl. its 1.25am here in sydney. 11.25pm in singapore. time to sleep. its been a long day. haha. nites! and i miss you guys! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i forgot. Wan, the baju i bought. really nothing fantastic. but it was cheap. if u dunwan, the rest can fight for it. hahah. will look out for more tom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SjEilwbaWfI/AAAAAAAAAyI/R2-CHNe94dI/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 214px; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346092264715868658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SjEilwbaWfI/AAAAAAAAAyI/R2-CHNe94dI/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think 2 of them are XS while one is a size S. but they dun like fitting clothes lah the guys here. haha. will update more tom! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2138458528230498983?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2138458528230498983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/wah-i-miss-singapore-hot-weather-im-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2138458528230498983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2138458528230498983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/wah-i-miss-singapore-hot-weather-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SjEilwbaWfI/AAAAAAAAAyI/R2-CHNe94dI/s72-c/IMG_0113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-7447154361693350340</id><published>2009-06-07T19:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:32:58.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people!!&lt;br /&gt;how miss me yet? hehehe.. diyana so tak tau malu..&lt;br /&gt;im so enjoying myself! coz im here with my lovely nephew! haha. when he first saw me, tak lepas seh. tanak ngan sape2 pun..haha.. he misses his aunt lah.. haha. but its okay. aunty miss you too boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so diyana shall do some VAIN shots upload of herself so that if u miss me, you can stare and look at my pics kay? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siugus4kSlI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bpKVMDwnwfM/s1600-h/IMG_9466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344542106988071506" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siugus4kSlI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bpKVMDwnwfM/s320/IMG_9466.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is Diyana before she leaves home for her flight. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siugu_I1bJI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/hMmAM5EB4xU/s1600-h/IMG_9494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344542111888141458" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siugu_I1bJI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/hMmAM5EB4xU/s320/IMG_9494.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me. all alone in the plane. no one siting beside me. since when do i have a dimple? hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diyana spent the night upon arrival sleeping. so jet-lagged. haha. it was 4.30pm singapore time when i went to sleep. and only woke up at 5am singapore time. haha. was chatting with boyfie and i fell asleep depan comp. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siugu4jvy6I/AAAAAAAAAxY/OoMl1IyaRbQ/s1600-h/IMG_9663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344542110121970594" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siugu4jvy6I/AAAAAAAAAxY/OoMl1IyaRbQ/s320/IMG_9663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd day in Sydney and off to Circular Quay via train. one of the stops, St James.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SiugvB2ShZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/VF1bfgskRbY/s1600-h/IMG_9671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344542112615662994" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SiugvB2ShZI/AAAAAAAAAxg/VF1bfgskRbY/s320/IMG_9671.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see how elated i am? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HURRAY!! Im in SYDNEY baybeh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SiuudztJBuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MTsRfGuZjqA/s1600-h/IMG_9693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344557209924208354" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SiuudztJBuI/AAAAAAAAAxo/MTsRfGuZjqA/s320/IMG_9693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diyana posing depan the famous opera house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siuud036MRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Xmf2Y7nPYBs/s1600-h/IMG_9933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344557210237808914" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siuud036MRI/AAAAAAAAAxw/Xmf2Y7nPYBs/s320/IMG_9933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kenalkan, yang ni suami dan anak saya... can you see the resemblance? hehe. my hubby malu sikit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SiuueNNOVJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ohA9tqWq-l8/s1600-h/IMG_9955.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344557216769660050" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SiuueNNOVJI/AAAAAAAAAx4/ohA9tqWq-l8/s320/IMG_9955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;posing posing pose. haha. my god i look so FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SiuueSoqxZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/sVH8VhXK_iI/s1600-h/IMG_9989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344557218226947474" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SiuueSoqxZI/AAAAAAAAAyA/sVH8VhXK_iI/s320/IMG_9989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;me sucked in the tube in Customs House.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha. okay theres ALOT more pics but thats all for now. i tell you, the weather is so bloody cold! dalam rumah pun kita pakai jacket. haha. oklah.. family calling out for a movie. will update when i can kay.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;take care ppl. i miss you guys! =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-7447154361693350340?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7447154361693350340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-people-how-miss-me-yet-hehehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7447154361693350340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7447154361693350340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/hello-people-how-miss-me-yet-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Siugus4kSlI/AAAAAAAAAxI/bpKVMDwnwfM/s72-c/IMG_9466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6411414670400196036</id><published>2009-06-06T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:19:06.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im here people!! in sydney!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i arrived at 9plus aussie time. thats 7plus in spore time. and guess what? NO ONE WAS AT THE AIRPORT TO FETCH ME!! hahaha. adventurous betul diyana. my hp batt dying so i had to make a quick call to my sis. told her i'll just take a cab down to her place. which i did. OMG!! seriously fun man! hahah. gini nak gi back-packing lah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was alone in the plane as well. no one was sitting beside me. hehehe. and the view was beautiful man! haha. at times i wish i had someone beside me to hug and enjoy the view. haha. romantic diyana. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so upon landing i msged my dear friends. hehe. fadzli as usual made me laugh with his msges. haha. nvm. you'll hear more from me in my blog kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay ppl! nak play with my nephew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, the custom officer yang layan aku hansem giler!! haha. and he was so friendly. haha. biaselah.. org sini memang friendly. haha. kay.. theres more to come. hahah. but cannot lah.. fadzli dah warning.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6411414670400196036?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6411414670400196036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-here-people-in-sydney-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6411414670400196036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6411414670400196036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-here-people-in-sydney-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6207752523630901988</id><published>2009-06-05T16:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T17:12:00.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 hours to go people!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im leaving in 7 hours!! hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridzwan has been very excited. haha. dia pun countdown to my departure. hahah. if only i can pack u in my suitcase Wan. it be fun travelling with you there!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay diyana excited. heheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im still smiling like an idiot coz of what happened yesterday. hehe. haiz... okok.. enuf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 hours!! whee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a song so apt. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Leaving On A Jet Plane"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ... I'm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go&lt;br /&gt;I'm standin' here outside your door&lt;br /&gt;I hate to wake you up to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the dawn is breakin', it's early morn&lt;br /&gt;The taxi's waitin', he's blowin' his horn&lt;br /&gt;Already I'm so lonesome I could die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so many times I've let you down&lt;br /&gt;So many times I've played around&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you now, they don't mean a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every place I go, I think of you&lt;br /&gt;Every song I sing, I sing for you&lt;br /&gt;When I come back I'll wear your wedding ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the time has come to leave you&lt;br /&gt;One more time, oh, let me kiss you&lt;br /&gt;And close your eyes and I'll be on my way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream about the days to come&lt;br /&gt;When I won't have to leave alone&lt;br /&gt;About the times that I won't have to say ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, kiss me and smile for me&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you'll wait for me&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'll never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm leaving on a jet plane&lt;br /&gt;I don't know when I'll be back again&lt;br /&gt;Oh, babe, I hate to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6207752523630901988?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6207752523630901988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-7-hours-to-go-people-im-leaving-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6207752523630901988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6207752523630901988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-7-hours-to-go-people-im-leaving-in.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1674596715644349861</id><published>2009-06-05T12:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T13:13:27.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have i mentioned that fadzli is the best?&lt;br /&gt;haha. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz he layan my karenah. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what did we do yesterday? hehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was online with him at night.. then i felt hungry coz i didnt eat the whole day. so i asked him if i should go out and buy food. it was 12plus by then. so he said go and asked if i need a police escort. i didnt want to trouble him lah. coz its just 7-11 at the mrt there. so avoided that question. when i told him i was abt to leave, he stopped me and said he will come to teman me. so no choice lor. he left home at 1am. and i waited for him downstairs. when he arrived, he asked where to go. initially i wanted to go 7-11 aje. then he said got transport so i can go wherever i want. i seriously dunno where lor. hehe. then he suggested swensens kat airport. i was like oklah. better than no idea. but i was like super selekeh. hahah. my track pants, cardigan over my tank top and hair tied up. first time he saw me like that. haha. so anyway, made our way to swensens where i had cookie summit and we shared fries. we talked and laughed and we were the only ones there. haha. then he asked where to next. i was like i dunno.. then he suggested marina so i said okaylah. haha. i know. diyana so takde idea. haha. so we left at about 2plus 3 and rode in the cold wind at super high speed to marina barrage. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were there with a few other ppl. we went up and found a place to sit. it was beautiful. facing the lights of the flyer and the buildings. we sat and talked some more with occasional silence between us just staring into space. i felt bad tho coz Mr. Sleepyhead was sleepy not tired but he really wanted to layan my karenah. haha. he will go "This is your last day of freedom tau. U sure u nak balik?" making me stay coz i was really enjoying myself. smiling myself silly just being there. but it was until he placed his head into his arms that i realised he was really sleepy so i forced him to go home. we did. at 5.45am. hahah. how time flies. i didnt wanna go but yah.. we had to lah. hehe. coz his mum called him asking where he was when we first reached marina. we realised that we were the only ones there! haha. i reached home about 6am. thanked him for bringing me out to enjoy my freedom. hahah. told him to sms me when he reached home coz was concern for his safety. he did at 6.15am and both of us went to bed soon after. really seh.. it was the best night of my life! i enjoyed it so much i was tempted to give him a hug. which i didnt la. hehe. paiseh. anyway my neighbour saw us so i was like SHIT! hahah. wadaver. i still had fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now i owe him more than chocolates. must get something else for him. my bf. for really layan my karenah. i kept asking him why he sanggup layan me. hehe. shall see what i can get him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so besides that of coz i wont forget my dear friends. baju for wan. vans shoes for fahrul. and somethings else for the rest. haha. budget very tight. shall see if i can get anything kay.. sorry if i dont. but i still have you in mind while im busy shopping! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;counting down to flight: 11 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1674596715644349861?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1674596715644349861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-i-mentioned-that-fadzli-is-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1674596715644349861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1674596715644349861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/have-i-mentioned-that-fadzli-is-best.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5480362321686171665</id><published>2009-06-05T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:27:40.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SifyRpiqm7I/AAAAAAAAAxA/WPenuciD-Sg/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343505867921333170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SifyRpiqm7I/AAAAAAAAAxA/WPenuciD-Sg/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.. in a few hours i be out of here!! actually about 24 hours.. time now is 12.15am.. my flight will be 12.25am tom. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. Wan so cute.. dia yang excited. haha. kelakar lah kau nie Wan. heheh.. just msged me and he's feeling so excited about me leaving!! hmm.. is that it? u want me to leave eh wan?? haha. nolah.. he's happy im going sydney.. right...? hahah. yah.. will try n look out for something for some ppl.. hehe.. chocolates for bones.. tees for wan.. shoes for fahrul.. but my budget abit tight leh.. anyone wanna transfer money to me? hehe.. 170210166 thank you very much. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having a terrible headache. but im hungry and theres nothing to eat.. am thinking of going out to buy something.. but is that wise? haiz.. so late already.. haiz.. craving for that vanilla shake baybeh.. yummy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah.. so bored.. dunno what to do.. shall just go watch tv.. if i decide to go out i will later.. nites people!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5480362321686171665?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5480362321686171665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/hehe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5480362321686171665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5480362321686171665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SifyRpiqm7I/AAAAAAAAAxA/WPenuciD-Sg/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1880168401177123108</id><published>2009-06-04T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T19:22:59.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love fadzli!! seriously. the sweetest guy ever. never fail to make me smile like an idiot. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what ppl?! im leaving in ONE day! tom! im leaving tom!!&lt;br /&gt;yes. away from all the crap that has been bothering me! haha. like what Wan said. enjoy the holidays!! that i surely will. hopefully things get better while im gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im done packing. haha. banyak betul aku pack. padahal pegi 2 weeks aje. hehe. excited? maybe. hehe. i had fun staying home alone. or not. haha. speaking of which, smlm mcm sial betul. it was 2plus in the morning. i still havent sleep so i was packing my clothes lah. then was channel surfing to TV3 and suddenly i saw toyol on tv. i was like "KNN!! Cibai lah...!!" i quickly changed channel and never dared to go back to TV3. like sial lah. dah pagi2 buta siapa seh aku nak call. dahlah aku nie penakut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. guess what.. hehe. i was making my way back from TJC and i pass by expo. and bling bling what did i see? SALE!! hehe. so diyana ape lagi. alot of good bargains i tell u! charles and keith, pedro.. levis.. g2000. alot lah! and they are all super cheap!!! i was so tempted!! but i still ended up spending like 80 bucks on toys. hahaha. yes. toys. i bought a bear for myself. hehe. shall get my bf to do that for me instead. hehe. i saw this nice everlast jacket. original price was 129. selling for 30!! but too bad it was for guys. it was damn nice lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah. my house is in a mess. shall clean up and rest. having a bad headache. maybe coz of the heat. then maybe cuddle my new bear. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please know that i'll miss you guys alot! 2 weeks without my dear friends can kill me! haha. take care people! and wish me a safe flight. im flying alone. haha. so exciting!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1880168401177123108?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1880168401177123108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-fadzli-seriously.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1880168401177123108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1880168401177123108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-fadzli-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-4286283434727692895</id><published>2009-06-03T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:49:48.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im such a pig! haha. kay let me tell you why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was in sch from 9.30 to almost 7pm yesterday. got home about 8plus coz did some grocery shopping. carried like 10kg of groceries. can patah tulang. haha. the detergents was darn heavy man. haha. then hogged on the phone with a mystery man.. hehe. did my lundry. watched prison break. and csi. while hogging. then finally went to sleep at 12plus. n guess what time i woke up today? 1.30pm. hahah!! petang! terdasar at 6 coz of the rain. then again at 8.40 by a msg from mystery man. but nak reply balik tertido. and about this time my batt went dead. so no alarm to wake me up. and i totally missed my appointment with my teachers. haha. OMG!! was suppose to meet at 11am at starbucks city hall. so paiseh. alot of them tried calling me. sigh. diyana2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, i didnt go to sch. so i cleaned up. hehe. and started packing but then realised that i dun have any winter wear!! my baju are all cotton and tipis! haha. so how??! im gonna freeze my butt off! ordered pizza at 4. arrived at 4.30pm. my only meal for the day! haha. a personal pan pizza. haha. pepperoni baybeh. hehe. then went to my nenek's house at 6. left her house at 8. haha.. skejap je.. went to meet my kakak nyer agent at 9plus then stuck here at home all the way. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im pissed. but shall not stoop to her level lah kay. wadaverlah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-4286283434727692895?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4286283434727692895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-such-pig-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4286283434727692895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4286283434727692895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-such-pig-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5580850862982149581</id><published>2009-06-01T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T23:56:15.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am just damn tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerfest was a killer!! we got into finals which took place a day after the semi and we won 2nd and also most popular group!! hahaha. who would have thought???! tired but we had fun! too bad i didnt make any move on that cute DJ. hahaha. wadaverlah dee. as if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home late on both days. coz after cheerfest ended at 9plus, met my dear dear friends for supper. yesterday, me wan n dir went to simpang. i couldnt finish my plate of fish n chips! haha. so i packed home. but the vanilla shake was HEAVEN man. i loved it! i know. fattening. but hey! hard work paid off! reward myself with vanilla shake. haha. took the bus home and slept at 12am. but was interrupted with msges n phone calls. haha. ended up sleeping almost 2am. wanted to wake up at 7 to go sch but i was too tired i woke up at 10am. was late. not really. meeting started at 1.30pm. but i wanted to do some work first la. so left the house without cleaning up. haha. i was so dressed like a minah today. haha. me in my leggings, knee length dress and heels. haha. i wanted to out on my highest heels i own but decided on the lower one instead. hehe. after sch ended at 5pm, went to tamp. and then to bugis to window shop for shoes. i love that pair i saw at C&amp;amp;K. haha. 2 actually. seriously. hehe. me and heels. vain vain. then went to eat at Tong Seng before going home by bus. reached home a few hours back but i still havent bathe! hehehehe. im so damn tired!! i need to rest. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. i go bathe now kay. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5580850862982149581?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5580850862982149581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-just-damn-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5580850862982149581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5580850862982149581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-just-damn-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1704328333766484124</id><published>2009-05-31T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:10:45.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hardly slept yeterday. why? dunno. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope i can last another LONG TIRING day today. why? coz &lt;strong&gt;Haig Girls Comets got into FINALS!!!&lt;/strong&gt; whee!! some of my girls cried when we got to know we made it to the next round. omg. i remembered feeling my legs shaking while they were performing and having butterflies in my tummy. me and my colleague were holding hands and praying hard by the side that we made it tru the next round n we screamed and jumped for joy even before they officially announced the 4 teams performing the next day. haha. coz they announced the teams that didnt made it. so we did a countdown and when our teams name wasnt mentioned, WE KNEW IT!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cheerleading from THAILAND was power seh! should have watched them lah. their stunts. seriously cool man. flipping up high in the air and their structure was even higher than our local teams. cannot beat them lor.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got home feeling so tired but i didnt bathe straight away tho i wanted to. i was just too tired to even move! haha. so called my friend and we hog till about 3 4 plus. he insisted of coming over but i was just too tired. haha. physically yes. so anyway think i got only a few hours of sleep coz  kept waking up and my alarm went off at 7am. too excited agaknye. haha. just hope i dont have eye bags lah. coz alot of handsome guys lor sane. haha. the DJ. cute seh. hehe. i kinda gave specific instructions that i need him to pause the song at certain time and emphasize pause and not stop. and he said, "Do you want to do it?" haha. i was like no lah. and apologised. haha. akak nervous lah. the kids had been practicing for this competiton since months ago. i dont want to screw things up for them. hehe. but the DJ was cute. hehe. and throughout the performance, he went like "Cute seh" to his friend. the girls were cute lah. haha. dont worry. i knew he wasnt refering to me. coz i was in my specs. i look ugly in specs. i want to wear my contacts!! maybe i will today. nak lawa sikit lah. hahaha. god! diyana needs a boyfriend! hahaha. kidding. actually i rather be single really. i feel suffocated. like really! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check: 9.02am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to be in school by 12pm.  shall go bathe and think of what to wear today. diyana nak lawa2 nari. haha. dont know if meeting the guys later. coz i end late.at 9pm. if not im happy to go home and sleep coz Ms Diyana have to go back to school Monday at 1pm. long day in sch lak tu. meeting.haiz. but after that hopefully, i dont need to go back to sch! so i can stay home and pack my bag! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im leaving in 6 days people!! hehe..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1704328333766484124?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1704328333766484124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hardly-slept-yeterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1704328333766484124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1704328333766484124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hardly-slept-yeterday.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1354778191641265105</id><published>2009-05-27T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:57:55.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i mention?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9 more days to SYDNEY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg! single digit number. its just DAYS away!!&lt;br /&gt;ive so have to start packing over the weekends!&lt;br /&gt;oh but i cant. my weekends are burnt with Cheerfest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1354778191641265105?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1354778191641265105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-i-mention-9-more-days-to-sydney-omg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1354778191641265105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1354778191641265105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/did-i-mention-9-more-days-to-sydney-omg.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-8121594134006388123</id><published>2009-05-27T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T22:50:13.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to school after 2 days MC. woke up this morning n saw police van and cars outside my window. and a body bag. yep u guessed it. shit right. early in the morning. and diyana penakut nak mampus. so siaplah. tak tido aku mlm nie. haidir pulak mcm *tooooot* hahahah. sorry bro. but seriously lah. idiot sia u. haha. and he can asked soalan bonus. "Dia terjun mati ke tak??" i just laughed out loud at my aunty's place when i heard that. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played a prank on my family in aussie just now. coz i was at my aunt's place after school and they wanted to call me. which they did. mum called and i aswered in my manly voice. &lt;em&gt;hello hello&lt;/em&gt;. then i passed the phone to my male cousin and he pun cakap lah &lt;em&gt;hello. hello. ni kawan dia. hello&lt;/em&gt;. then he giggled and passed the phone back to me. which i heard on the receiving end was my father's voice. he was asking &lt;em&gt;sape nie kawan dia&lt;/em&gt;. and i burst out laughing. again. hehehe. ape seh.. baru brape hari kat aussie dah lupa sedara ke? hahaha. then mum laughed and said she got a shocked coz dengar suara lelaki. haha. then i said, &lt;em&gt;so you passed to ayah konon nak hang lah eh&lt;/em&gt;. hahah. we all laughed. hehe. jahat kan diyana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got home pretty late. about 9plus. bathed and then went ahead to clean the house then gosok baju. now blogging while waiting to fall asleep. haha. idiot nyer haidir. aku tak tido mlm nie, siap kau.. aku telephone kau biar kau tak tido then tak gi kerje besok. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. my hair is nearly dry. shall pack up my bag and try to sleep. surah yassin will teman me tonight. hehe. tom, the girls will be performing their cheer to the sch. wish us luck! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-8121594134006388123?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8121594134006388123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/8121594134006388123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/8121594134006388123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-3175580838631978231</id><published>2009-05-25T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:57:28.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored to death! but i kinda enjoyed being home alone! coz i can do whatever i want! i can even walk in my underpants if i want to! hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway guess what? i was sent back home from sch coz i had a temperature of 38.5!! but i felt absolutely fine!! i wasnt weak or anything. my RO, told me to lie on the slip. but i did not. and then she asked me to carry on with lessons. i knew i had to go to the station to rest and have my temperature taken again. but no.. that bitch. seriously. becoz of her,i got 'scolded'. and my principal lagi bitch. "Why she switch chairs? She should stick to one chair." like fuck you woman! make it sound as if i had some disease when all i've got was a fever! bloody old hag!! now blacklisted already lah. wadaver lah. cant be  bothered. maybe its not meant to be. for me to be in this line of work. ive still yet to receive my letter from bloody MOE/NIE. fuck lah! govt damn slow in doing work!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, im stuck with 2 days mc. haha. which is good. coz tom, theres no sch for the kids. its meet the parents session. for p1s not compulsory lah. and that woman gave me a 'project' to do in the pretense that she will help me along lah. but i so know the woman well. all her work semua aku buat. sudahlah. biar kau buat sorang bsk. aku dah tanak amik tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, cleaned the house, watered the plants and slacked and watch tv. then bathe, got ready to go out and take my new specs!! haha. bye bye granny specs! and diyana looks definately gorgeous in it! hahahah. perah santan. but all thanks to my cousin for picking it out for me. haha. baru ada rupa cikgu.. not MFST okay. idiot nyer haidir. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. tom, shall clean house and rush through my work. haha. if there is any. hehe. then whole day of lepak at home. thats life. haha. im so born to marry a rich man so i can just stay home and grow fat. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty then. time for my MARS ice-cream!! hehe. padahal batuk. *ahem**ahem*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-3175580838631978231?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3175580838631978231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-bored-to-death-but-i-kinda-enjoyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3175580838631978231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3175580838631978231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-bored-to-death-but-i-kinda-enjoyed.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1959612995102996674</id><published>2009-05-24T13:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:47:53.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIYANA IS A FREE WOMAN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i do that again please??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIYANA IS A FREE WOMAN!! WHEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. at 10.30pm i was freed from my parents control. of coz nenek kept asking if i was okay alone and i kept saying yes coz i really want to be alone. haha. senang lah. takya nak susahkan org.. lagipun i told her coz i'd be home late everyday as my cheerleading competition looms near. speaking of which, i've lots to do. but of coz diyana has to blog about being free kan?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so reached home about 1am? anyway the plane got some technical problems so the flight was delayed till about 2.30am. fahrul kept pestering me to meet him but i just wanna ignore him. so i kept giving reasons. told him i'd be home late which i was coz kita semua cari makan but nothing seems to be appetizing.. so reached home abt 1am. was hoping he was asleep already when i msg him at 1.30. and true enough! thank god. haha. so i spent the night watcing The Wedding Singer till about 3am and then went in to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set my alarm at 6.30 to pray then again at 9.30 to wake up. but biaselah kan diyana. bangun kul 11 juga. haha. bukan tak sadar. but just too lazy. hehe. so woke up, had light brunch and then cleaned the house. later, shall do my work and then maybe go out to go make my specs. my eyes merah balik nie.. haiz.. ni takle jadi.. nak gi australia mesti lawa2.. nanti takde mat saleh terpikat. sorry eh.. i'll only marry a caucasian. coz diyana tak reti makan sambal belacan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;freedom... freedom... freedom...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. okay. shall go bathe and do work. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;*blasting the radio and singing my heart out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1959612995102996674?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1959612995102996674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/diyana-is-free-woman-can-i-do-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1959612995102996674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1959612995102996674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/diyana-is-free-woman-can-i-do-that.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-7728721557358196911</id><published>2009-05-18T19:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:12:15.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. NEED to destress!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im freaking tired today. and super busy. from 9am all the way till 3pm theres no break. and it didnt stop there. 3 to 5.30 i stayed in sch to do the kindness cheer props. by then canteen dah tutup. and i only had 3 packets of milo to last me from 7am to 5.30pm. insane! i think if i've a bf, he'll be screaming at me for not eating. haha. but really lah.. one whole day im with my class. penat giler. dah budak2 semua setan. seriously man. mcm nak cekik2 je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, got a lift home and went to eastpoint and grab something to eat coz i was super hungry and had to wait for mum coz i didnt bring my keys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive still like tons of work to do now. and feeling so lethargic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my primary sch friends been planning for an outing and seriously, i dun feel like joining them. but my then best friend said that she was disappointed in me. like whoa woman!! like im even close to you and the rest. being the shy me, i know i'd be left out most of the time. so why bother going. so wadaver la. but i've been avoiding them la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, lets start work now n maybe get an early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psst.. wan..so how?? =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-7728721557358196911?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7728721557358196911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7728721557358196911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7728721557358196911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2655888563568701628</id><published>2009-05-17T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:00:25.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as usual, Diyana waste time by doing silly things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/ShAGyBxyd_I/AAAAAAAAAw4/KiLSiBR6pcA/s1600-h/minah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336773014974527474" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/ShAGyBxyd_I/AAAAAAAAAw4/KiLSiBR6pcA/s320/minah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are very sek?? what the hell is that man?? someone please enlighten me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im freaking bored. haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to take my cousin's luggage bag. then i practically rot at home. mix some music but thats abt it. i got sleepy so i went to look for food. and yes. now diyana is FAT again. haha. sorry lah.. no matter what u guys said about tak pandang rupa tapi hati seseorang tu, i'd say thats all bull. haha. what caused you to take that first glance at a woman is her beauty and body which i do not have. haha. but its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz dreading for sch tom. i hate working. its so tiring.. i dun have the energy. i so need vitamins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parents leaving in a week. A WEEK!! yeayness! after which home alone!! but i'll be so lonely. dahlah takde bf. hahah. kidd. as if i dare to have a guy to stay overnight at my house. no way man. haha. but alone! yeay!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wan!! all the best for tom man! let me know how it goes kay?? =)&lt;br /&gt;hope its a start of something new.&lt;br /&gt;haha. thats so high sch musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. shall go surf the net for more nonsense. hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2655888563568701628?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2655888563568701628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-usual-diyana-waste-time-by-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2655888563568701628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2655888563568701628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/as-usual-diyana-waste-time-by-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/ShAGyBxyd_I/AAAAAAAAAw4/KiLSiBR6pcA/s72-c/minah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-4171691419636781319</id><published>2009-05-17T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T02:29:30.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im darn bored la ppl. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was a very LONG day for me.. was in sch till 5plus. had cheerleading then mark papers and stuff. was the last one to go home. like duh its a friday, everyone rushes out of sch to enjoy the weekends. haha. was kinda shooed out of sch. the attendants were locking up the sch and thats my cue to leave.. hehe.. lucky i did coz by time i reached the bus stop just outside sch, it was raining heavily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;made my way to Tamp. was forced by someone. haha. waited for an hr.. as usual. diyana always end up waiting for her guy friends to come. was freaking hungry coz didnt had anything to eat the whole day. dir arrived and we went food culture to grab a bite.. then nizam and wan came after. we walked ard the 3 malls. all of them bought something except for me.. haha. firstly coz i was in my upmost unglamourous outfit. second coz mum said she must follow me if i wanna buy baju. so yah. i left early coz my tummy was aching and so was my shoulder. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i slept and only woke up at 12pm. hehe. ignored 2 phone calls from my hp. haha. so malas to answer. kemas rumah and stuff and went out with mum and dad to visit a relative who was just discharged from the hospital from a heart attack. then we went SHOPPING!! hehe. dad bought a jacket and socks. mum bought jeans and a few tops. for myself, 4 new tops. haha. see below. but pardon my face. im so tired. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1qSStGI/AAAAAAAAAww/tBshYmySr7Q/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336486104853034082" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1qSStGI/AAAAAAAAAww/tBshYmySr7Q/s320/DSC00369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1UCPkuI/AAAAAAAAAwo/EiXUWWC_gTg/s1600-h/DSC00367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336486098880140002" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1UCPkuI/AAAAAAAAAwo/EiXUWWC_gTg/s320/DSC00367.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. i know. diyana and long dresses? hmm.. hahaha.. but totally unsuitable for the winter season in sydney. haha. but who cares. i heard cold weather helps to burn more fats coz u need the warmth. haha. so the thinner the material, the better. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1JhkGOI/AAAAAAAAAwg/cFXZRHpK4TE/s1600-h/DSC00365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336486096058718434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1JhkGOI/AAAAAAAAAwg/cFXZRHpK4TE/s320/DSC00365.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1LLCHJI/AAAAAAAAAwY/5_vGTSkGmmk/s1600-h/DSC00364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336486096501087378" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1LLCHJI/AAAAAAAAAwY/5_vGTSkGmmk/s320/DSC00364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love these 2 the most. and im wearing the one on the left for my trip there. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;they are all 15 to 19 bucks each except for the one im wearing there, thats 69 bucks. after which, we went to Mac and had late dinner. and guess wad.. i see my quater pounder!! haha. im a meat lover. haha. but had chicken burger instead. but i need shoes to match my clothes!! i wanna wear my heels, mum tak kasi.. then what to wear??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. its 2.20am. i should be sleeping. need to wake up early tom. lots to do.. music to mix. luggage bag and boots to collect. haiz.. so little time..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-4171691419636781319?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4171691419636781319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-darn-bored-la-ppl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4171691419636781319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4171691419636781319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-darn-bored-la-ppl.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sg8B1qSStGI/AAAAAAAAAww/tBshYmySr7Q/s72-c/DSC00369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2711312253132379128</id><published>2009-05-14T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:14:16.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah!! my stomach very pain seh.. can cry. dunno whats wrong. mungkin nak mati agaknye aku nie. nasib baik ade insurance. haha. penyakit. or is it the diet pills.. hmm.. haha.. kidd. but of coz diyana takde mase nak gi jumpa doctor kan. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;tom lagi whole day in class. can DIE!! then after sch, cheerleading again. haiz.. im so sick of cheerleading already. haha. seriously, why cant we just go ahead with the old routine?? now that we're starting from scratch, more money needs to be spent and time too!! and hello??! i dun have the luxury of time and money! and to stay back everyday after sch??! its crazy!! so tiring okay!! and then still got my aussie trip. when am i going to rest? maybe the stress is causing my stomach to churn too much that it hurts. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. shall go surf match.com. hahahahaha. diyana mencari jodoh. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila resah, ingat saat indah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bila rindu, ku nyanyikan lagumu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sehari ku rasa bagaikan setahun&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Menunggu tibanya oh bahagia.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me love this song! haha. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2711312253132379128?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2711312253132379128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/wah-my-stomach-very-pain-seh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2711312253132379128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2711312253132379128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/wah-my-stomach-very-pain-seh.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-4930518825782080549</id><published>2009-05-13T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T22:57:06.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh. feel so sick now.&lt;br /&gt;dunno whats wrong with my stomach. been acting up the past few days. today is worst. feel like throwing up. dont worry, im not pregnant. i didnt have sex. thats the first question the doctors will ask me. hahaha. even if i did, i wouldnt be dumb enough to get myself preggie. seriously, sometimes docs are abit dense. haha. but yalah.. protection also not 100% accurate mah. haha. okay, corrupted by haidir labelling me as MFST. idiot. haha. lucky my agent didnt catch the drift. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was feeling alright in sch. ended at 1pm. stayed in sch to finish marking my papers while waiting for Dzul to come and pick me up. haha. he arrived abot 3.30pm. he drove ourselves to TM. coz told him im meeting Haidir later. reached ard 4plus. sat at century coffee bean and talked business. haha. but most of the time we were laughing and joking lah. then Dir came about 5plus. joined us and talked and laughed somemore. haha. funny guy that Dzul. made our move at about 6. me and Dir stayed and wondered ard TM. i wanted to window shop for shoes. he wanted to buy his sis a bdae prezzie. hehe. met Muhsin. bought nothing. then made our way to Rasa 21. then it was a walk home from there. haha. jadilah eh.. he ajak go jogging, we went window shopping and walking from tamp to simei. haha. excercise juga pe tu.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik, lepak. so penat. and then my stomach started acting up. feel like throwing up. haiz. stomach flu? dunno. my hp was on silent mode the whole day. even when im back home. so missed a few smses and calls. but nvmlah. not that impt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah. now 11pm. shall try and sleep. didnt get much sleep yesterday. couldnt shut my eyes. think i finally went to sleep at 1am smlm. so need to recharge my batteries now. hehe. mcm robot. haha. nites world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss you guys ALOT. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-4930518825782080549?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4930518825782080549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/gosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4930518825782080549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4930518825782080549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-119314759452771928</id><published>2009-05-11T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:33:31.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.. my layout is PINK!! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;like what the..&lt;br /&gt;since when Diyana?? hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Diyana wants to try be a girly girl.. maybe that will get me the guys.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met Muhsin tadi at MacD. he's on his 3 months break. he asked me if i've met the rest. kate dah lama tak jumpa yang lain. haha. kesian.. but told him lah.. next time we'll try and have a meet up. niting just give him a buzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today Diyana rilek. actually.. since saturday.. haha..woke up at 2.30pm on both days.. hahaha. today woke up at 10am. hehe. anak dara ape kan... but been having wonderful dreams. thats why tanak bangun. heheh. yeap. today Vesak day holiday. so skolah tutup.. hehe.. enjoy.. keluar lunch ngan family. then go teman ibu gi doctor. after which we went to TM and Century and shop. not me tho. gaji lum masuk lah.. besok baru masuk. haha. my turn will come. but first, need to convert my money to Aussie dollars dulu. the rate makin turun lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah.. shall think of something more productive to do. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know.. my blog is gonna be a sore-eye to you guys. hahah.. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-119314759452771928?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/119314759452771928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahaha-i-know.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/119314759452771928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/119314759452771928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/hahahaha-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2948961769068547305</id><published>2009-05-09T01:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T01:58:58.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. thank god mum didnt scold me. haha. i was caught going out with the guys when i told her i was out with my collegue. haha. biasa lah.. diyana kalau tak bohong mane leh dapat lepas kan. haha. but it was great to be out after so long being cooped up at home! haha. but sorry guys i had to go home early. it was all coz i was caught! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiba-tiba diyana rasa sedih. it suddenly hit me that all my life, ive been living a lie. i lied to myself that everything will be alright but it wasnt. i lied to be free. i lied about my feelings. im a big fat liar! suddenly i hate myself. i hate my life. i hate all these lies that i forced myself to believe in. my god, i seriously need help. but no one can help except for HIM. i need HIM to show me the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i so LOVE that dress wan and i saw at FOX. too bad its abit pricey. but of coz i was once pampered by a man i loved. pantang kalau diyana tunjunk. mesti belikan. haha. but i like that feeling of being pampered. haha. tapi lame lagi lah diyana nak rasakan perasaan tu lagi. haha. maybe in my thirties? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've lots of things to buy but so lil budget!! stupid aussie trip. really. its just a bad time. haha. mane diyana nak save lagi. hmm.. strictly no spending for now till aussie trip. hope i can find some good bargains there. coz i wont be here for the GSS! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah.. dah kul 2 pagi. ingat nak ngok movie online. 17 again. yerlah.. nizam and haidir dah tgk with out me.. thanks eh... humph! shall go try get some sleep. though i doubt i will. feeling so shitty now. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2948961769068547305?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2948961769068547305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2948961769068547305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2948961769068547305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-4828330501981409469</id><published>2009-05-07T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T18:12:01.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Diyana! You look like a mint!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. my favourite girl Semy said that. indeed i told her. haha. i was in my peppermint long sleeve top with white tudung and black jeans. but i liked how my top goes so well with my watch. mcm matching. compliment the colour. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left sch at 1.10pm. haha. was the earliest thus far man. most of the teachers pun semua cabut balik. ade merayap. haha.. like me. but biasa lah diyana merayap solo. haha. bertemankan radio je. took 15 and alighted at tamp mrt. went in to Tampines 1. walked ard. not bad lah the shops i must say. i stepped in a baby store. what caught my eye was the beautiful dress for kids. almost tempted to try it on. hahah. but i walked in the boys section and say a couple of nice pants. ingat nak belikan anak sedara lah tapi tak tau pula size dia skrg. maklumlah, dah bebulan tak jumpa.. went into Uniclo. not bad.. but i thought some are a bit pricey. saw this specs for 19.90. ingat nak beli. then just make the lens.. but didnt buy. but it was simple and nice. haha. am sticking to budget.  no spending. haha. only stuff i bought was food. pampered myself with apple pie and blueberry pie. shared with mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive to stop dreaming about them. a few days ago, i dreamt about fahrul. yesterday, i dreamt abt hamad. like wad... and the dream was... uncomfortable. but of coz i woke up from the dream and went to bathe and get ready for sch. but i kept thinking, why that sudden dream? and who else am i going to dream of now. gosh its so annoying.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its a way of telling me to go find a bf so i can release all my affections to my man. hahah. NOT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-4828330501981409469?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4828330501981409469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/miss-diyana-you-look-like-mint-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4828330501981409469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4828330501981409469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/miss-diyana-you-look-like-mint-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5785348497191661995</id><published>2009-05-06T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:24:04.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i asked mum. what if someone likes me. and she said, ah, asal? dah gatal?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. wad the...&lt;br /&gt;i know.. she's bent on the &lt;em&gt;habiskan skolah dulu, kerje brape tahun baru boleh matair then kahwin &lt;/em&gt;thing. hahah. wadaver lah.. its okay.. i prefer being loved by my friends. lagipun, im not ready to start knowing someone all over again and to be in a relationship. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... been sleeping again. haha. dunno if its penat or what. but its good to rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now thinking of what to wear. the only time of the mth i can dress up coz its the exam period. which means no PE. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can turn back time, i'll go back to 2002. the best year of my life. =)&lt;br /&gt;so random kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have not gotten my NIE package and its killing me!! coz my family will be leaving for aussie soon. and i need 2 people to be my guarantors. how?? i need my dad and someone. now i might not even have my dad to be with me. so how? anyone dares to be my guarantors? haha. please let me know. requirement: earning at least 500 per mth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god.. cant wait for sch!! and i think i want to stay in a hostel. but, im afraid who my room-mate going to be. im a clean freak lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. so bored.. the downside of being single and friends busy with work. hahaha.. but its okay.. i'll survive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a msg from fahrul this morning. asked me abt CV. then said he wants to meet me. just to meet up. whenever. so told him i'll let him know lah. haha. to be honest, mcm malas. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;klah.. shall think of something productive to do. haha. seriously so bored!! can die! haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5785348497191661995?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5785348497191661995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-asked-mum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5785348497191661995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5785348497191661995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-asked-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6989358684745827109</id><published>2009-05-05T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T21:39:18.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally!! i had my bath! hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from sch at 3.30. diyana kebuluran kerana tak makan kat skolah. so had something to eat and then laid on the sofa and watch tv. i think i was still drowsy from taking 5 flu tablets yesterday that i fell asleep. haha. cant believe i took 5 tablets and 2 tabs of panadol. insane. haha. after a while i woke up in sweats coz it was so warm and went into my room and slept. sleep was interupted by a few calls but i fell asleep immediately after hanging up. tried to open my eyes but cant.. mum woke me up at 7.35. and i still couldnt wake up. open eyes, close. open eyes, close. haha. finally woke up at 8.15. went to the washroom where i spent an hour coz i did my laundry and had a nice long cold bath. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, feeling a lil better. and ive one more stack of worksheets to mark. finished marking 2 stacks otw home in the bus. wonder to do it now or tom. coz ive relief to take over my class first half of the day. and i was stoning just now. haha. shall see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now, shall go sip some hot chicken soup and surf net later. hehe. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6989358684745827109?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6989358684745827109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-i-had-my-bath-hahah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6989358684745827109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6989358684745827109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-i-had-my-bath-hahah.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5842878692859089226</id><published>2009-05-04T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:53:30.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sick. really sick.. haiz... then tadi gate duty, in the rain.. i got worst. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;downed 2 glasses of redoxon vit c. 2 yellow flu pills and inhaling the vicks tube. haha. i should be stonning soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a hug! haha. not. sleep rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, shall go watch tv and stone. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super hungry.. no food.. no appetite anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn-ing with wan and fir now. i love my friends. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess my friends are right. i treasure my friends most. followed by family and then bf. so at this rate, i'll never have a bf! haha.. but who cares.. i got my besties!! i need a friend more than a bf.. haha.. will never do anything to jeopardise that.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5842878692859089226?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5842878692859089226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5842878692859089226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5842878692859089226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1051607079253073032</id><published>2009-05-03T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:14:35.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my brains are not working. i cant focus in doing work. often lost in thoughts.. why??!&lt;br /&gt;maybe coz im sick. and not ready for sch. omg.. focus diyana focus..!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like screaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like locking myself in my room and do absolutely nothing for days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dipping my head in water and drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD diyana. whats with the suicidal tendencies? depression? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aunty just called. kurang asam.. kacau org lagi.. haha.. but funny lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nana tak hantar dia balik? Nana tak amik gambar ngan dia? Tak minta number? Apelah Nana nie.. lembab lah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. wad the... hahah.. i cakap balik, "Abih cik bah tak minta kan.. cik bah pandai atur je abih tak buat.. apelah cik bah nie.. kan dah kene tunggu brape tahun lagi.. hahaha.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel like singing.. haha.. otak diyana dah tak betul.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steadily lah bob marley!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No woman No cry...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what.. i may just turn to be a hippie. haha.. listening to these kinda music somehow soothe me alot.. carefree feeling.. haha.. can see myself swaying already.. as if high on marijuana. hahah.. mcm paham kan diyana..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. so gotta stop this.. this is my 3rd entry for the day? hahaha.. otak memang tak betul.. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1051607079253073032?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1051607079253073032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-brains-are-not-working.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1051607079253073032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1051607079253073032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-brains-are-not-working.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-7040814673112692259</id><published>2009-05-03T10:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T10:28:30.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>he's gone.. my eye candy is gone.. hahah.. dia dah balik KL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7.15am. haha.. mandi then started to do work.. mum woke up later and asked me where im going. said nowhere.. nak buat kerje skolah.. haha.. suprised to see me up when everyone else is asleep.. so rare to see me awake this early kay.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im falling seriously sick.. sigh.. bt of coz im not taking good care of myself.. haha. dun bother already..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to rant but dun think its appropriate to do so here. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway.. counting down to parents leaving to Aussie.. hehe.. 3 weeks exactly!&lt;br /&gt;after that, its party party party for diyana!! i need it.. need to get away from everything that had happened the past few days! and i was reading my old msges.. mostly from fadzli.. doesnt help at all!! haha.. GOD!! can i just run away from here to another country??! please... i want to start  anew! my life is so COMPLICATED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its so awkward and wierd....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-7040814673112692259?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7040814673112692259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7040814673112692259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7040814673112692259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/hes-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1711115480410124837</id><published>2009-05-02T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T23:19:11.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SfxfxbKSlzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/DWpIAKicho4/s1600-h/IMG_8384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331241361608972082" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SfxfxbKSlzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/DWpIAKicho4/s320/IMG_8384.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay he's not that photogenic. but he's real good looking in real life. especially after a bath. okay. strike that. haha. i meant to say after he dah mandi dah siap nak keluar rumah lah. haha. after bath also mah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, the makciks was irritating as usual. nak 'jalankan' nana ngan yazid. haha.. i was like wad.. dlm hati boleh juga lah kan.. hansem wad.. haha.. they were saying "cepat cepat Na.. besok je tinggal. dia balik petang.. nanti takde chance kau..dia tu hansem tau.." haha.. wadaver lah.. why me?? hmm.. maybe dorang ingat aku ni tak laku lah.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; hahah.. to think ive been crushing on him since we were kids. i've got to dig my old pics and let you see how good looking he was as a kid. hahah.. oklah.. diyana bangga ada sedara handsome.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besok drg balik coz he got sch on monday. there goes my eye candy.. haha. dun think im gonna send them off lah.. my dad's car too sempit. haha.. but ive work to do also lah.. so yah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of work.. kesian ridzwan.. kerje non stop.. poor boy hadnt had enough sleep as well. and i was evil lah to kacau him on labour day.. hahah.. kurang asam betul diyana ni kan.. hehe.. sorry eh bro.. gurau je.. dun take it to heart kay.. anyway people, i bloody miss you guys like crazy.. can we please meet up one day? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i seriously need sleep.. had interupted sleep this morning.. my alarm went off at 5.15am. bangun makan ubat.. then tried to sleep but cant.. body felt hot.. 6.30 woke my father to solat.. then tried to sleep but asyik tersadar aje.. mainly becoz i was hot. haha.. gave up and woke up at 9 to clean the house.. lagipun tak glam lah kan kalau diyana bangun lambat and my guests are already outside having breakfast.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. time for bed! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1711115480410124837?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1711115480410124837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-hes-not-that-photogenic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1711115480410124837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1711115480410124837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-hes-not-that-photogenic.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SfxfxbKSlzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/DWpIAKicho4/s72-c/IMG_8384.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1136007384240390435</id><published>2009-05-02T02:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:27:26.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally!! im at home. in bed hugging my bolster. haha.&lt;br /&gt;got home from hospital at 1am. left at 12.30am. bloody hell. i waited 10 hours at the A&amp;amp;E okay. i could die. and ive got to put on that mask so im practically suffocating and breathing in carbon dioxide for 10hours. and the after effect? i went cranky coz of the poor service and i can still feel the mask on my face now. plus i was pms-ing. so yah. and.. i didnt eat for the whole freaking day!! super hungry, i gobbled down a sandwich when we were making our way home in the car. daripada pagi bangun tak makan.. no wonder diyana so bitchy. haha. plus my hp batt died coz of the many phone calls made and smses sent. hahaha. tapi takpe.. diyana sempat cuci mata.. ramai jejaka hansem.. yang paramedic.. yang police officer.. nurses.. haha.. tapi yang police officer paling hansem ah. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... tom, will date my relatives from penang out shopping. haha. they went sentosa just now. bloody hell.. didnt wait for me. haha. but nvm.. had to attend to tok. haiz.. got nothing to wear lah.. but no cash either.. haha..stupid trip..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in a complex situation. but am choosing to ignore it. i dont want things to change.. i like how things are now. im bent on being single and having a career before dating anyone. im done with heartbreaks and im done with dating for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i can still feel the mask over my mouth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay.. need sleep.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1136007384240390435?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1136007384240390435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-im-at-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1136007384240390435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1136007384240390435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-im-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-3388077474073283650</id><published>2009-04-30T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:19:16.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;my relatives from Penang just left my house to sleep over at another house just for tonight. and OMG!!! the son.. feewwwiittt!! handsome lah!! like seriously handsome!! even as a boy he was good looking.. we used to be so close. haha.. but of coz, we grew up apart. hahaha... oh boy... im so drooling!! hahaha.. i'll try and snap a pic and upload if i can kay.. haha.. betul nyer cuci mata diyana. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom, im playing host with my cousin who is driving us. but have no plans where to go yet. haha.. so, tom, dress nice nice lah. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baru ingat nak tido lambat to watch tv.. but seems like i need to have my beauty sleep now. hahah. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-3388077474073283650?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3388077474073283650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-my-relatives-from-penang-just-left.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3388077474073283650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3388077474073283650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-my-relatives-from-penang-just-left.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5698142557467643807</id><published>2009-04-30T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:23:22.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i need a life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can we please go karaoke soon?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I feel like dancing.. dancing.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored.. waiting for my relatives from Penang to come. they be spending the night for a few days.. so this means that ive to play host! haha. baru ingat nak rest during this long weekend.. apa lah nasib... hehe.. but takpelah.. i still remember, the anak so damn handsem la.. cuci mata.. confirm! mata aku nie baik.. haha. yah.. still got red eye from contact lens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah.. nothing much to blog actually.. im just bored at the moment.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5698142557467643807?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5698142557467643807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-i-need-life-can-we-please-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5698142557467643807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5698142557467643807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-i-need-life-can-we-please-go.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2619013060251968557</id><published>2009-04-28T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T22:02:25.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay. diyana super stressed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my friends have received their NIE package but ME!!! ape nie!! mane surat aku??? 3 of us masuk same time. another 2 almost 5 months later. but semua dah dapat surat!! WHERE'S MINE???!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, i got to mix another song for cheerleading. thanks to the big ideas my colleague has. haiz.. and when's the competition? end of May. plus the students will be having exams till a week or 2 before the competition. enough time to plan a new routine? i doubt so. why cant we just keep to the old one and better it instead of re-vamping the whole damn thing??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god. seriously. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY PACKAGE!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2619013060251968557?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2619013060251968557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2619013060251968557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2619013060251968557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-8935861921753831192</id><published>2009-04-26T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T13:17:30.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>met haidir and nizam yesterday. Didnt feel like going out coz diyana dah pokai. Haha. But was so bored, I went out juga lah. Lagipun nak survey aircon. So left home at 5pm. Took the train down to tamp. Went to money changer to change my 125 USD to singdollar. Haha. Ade juga duit nak spend. Haha. They came about 6 plus. Biasa juga. Diyana kene tunggu satu jam lebih. Hahah. Then survey aircon. So kecoh lah kan. Jessica alaba. Haha. Nak ngok movie, 17 again, but ibu tak kasi pula. Haiz. So we went to eat and then lepak bebual till about 10.30 where I went home by bus. Ibu tak bising. Of coz she wont. Coz adik balik kul 12.40. dunno where that bitch went. Wadaver. Then watched some chick flick on TV. Kul 3 aru masuk tido. Haha. I love saturdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wanna watch 17 again!! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreading for monday. Got to mark exam papers. P6 level. Wad?? so my monday to wednesday burn. Hari hari kene stay back to mark papers. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes merah balik. Its the contact lens. Maybe should stop wearing lenses for now. Ive been wearing my granny glasses for a week!! I need to get new glasses! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-8935861921753831192?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/8935861921753831192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/met-haidir-and-nizam-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/8935861921753831192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/8935861921753831192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/met-haidir-and-nizam-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2444616938463572550</id><published>2009-04-24T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T19:53:57.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so bored. and i lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. how i wish i had someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. so contridicting to what i told Azman yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;oh yes. i mentioned Azman didnt i? haha. yah.. dah dua tahun tak nampak online kat msn, smlm i went online and he beeped me while mum was using my comp. haha. baru mentioned him on my blog on wed. and thurs, i heard from him. haha. we caught up. he asked about work and life and bf. as usual kan. haha. he switched job already. no longer at PSA. but his work now even teruk. 24hours shift then next day off. quite tiring i feel. and even no life. but it works well for him coz still single, no commitments. haha. so thats when we agreed at times it great to be single. haha. but god.. he's 30 this year! or 31! will he ever get married?? haha. but didnt ask him that question lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my kids were IDIOTS today. shall not waste time blogging about them. fucking monkeys. they are the reason why i lost my voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess who i bumped into on my way home... heheh.. not a handsome dude.. but its our very own cute-and-adorable 'Teddy' bear!! hahaha. amacam ted? kembang tak? haha.. member baru balik skolah... semoga berjaya ted!! finally you got your wish to be back in sch. work hard!! =)&lt;br /&gt;we caught up also. lame seh tak dengar ape ape from him.. haha.. we are in the same boat ted. chill.. relax.. we shall live our lives the way we want to! haha.. mcm paham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah.. i think i wanna go watch a movie online. haha. theres nothing on TV!! im watching S-league as im typing this. haha. like wad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2444616938463572550?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2444616938463572550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2444616938463572550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2444616938463572550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6277036820810398477</id><published>2009-04-22T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:17:55.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Se8Xj9ss3yI/AAAAAAAAAwI/GIAENiuitjs/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327502790827499298" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Se8Xj9ss3yI/AAAAAAAAAwI/GIAENiuitjs/s400/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qn: It bothers you how your boyfriend;&lt;br /&gt;my ans: Never really makes an effort to win your parents blessing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOT ON FACEBOOK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why im addicted to doing all these silly quizes on facebook to kill time. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive alot of files to delete. on my lappie, pictures of fadzli. hp, msges of fadzli. strange how i no longer have anything to do with azman and fahrul now. fahrul called a while back asking me to go over but i kept coming up with excuses. so maybe he got the hint. now, my mission is to forget fadzli. a nice romantic person, but never really makes an effort to win my parents blessing. hahaha! mission impossible? possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mission: Forget Fadzli&lt;/em&gt; begins... NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6277036820810398477?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6277036820810398477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/qn-it-bothers-you-how-your-boyfriend-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6277036820810398477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6277036820810398477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/qn-it-bothers-you-how-your-boyfriend-my.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Se8Xj9ss3yI/AAAAAAAAAwI/GIAENiuitjs/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-7921335479973448039</id><published>2009-04-22T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:22:21.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i need to RANT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck lah! everything about money is fucking irritating me right now. FUCK LAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah serious ah. org balik penat2, nak membebel pasal duit. fuck. have i not contribute to this fucking family? didnt i pay for 2 ppl for the stupid fucking trip to australia? the one you DRAG me to go when i didnt want to? didnt i loan you the money coz ur card was spoilt? didnt i pay for kakak's bill first? semua tu tak pakai duit eh? all that adds up to $2000! thats all my savings gone! tinggal 10 dlm bank. tu pun nak membebel. yerlah, org tau la kakak tu pandai jimat. satu setengah tahun keje dah leh simpan 10k. aku nie, bebulan keje pun ada 2 ribu je. yelah aku nie kan blanja besar. but so what??! tu duit sape? ada menyusahkan tak? ada aku pinjam kau tak? aku kasi lebih lagi ada. tu pun nak membebel. its not that i didnt save what. just that i save lil by lil. save juga kan? seriously lah. binggit! and plus, some of my money is with my dad wad. a few hundreds. simpan untuk kahwin, untuk masa depan. yang sekarang ni, sape yang halang aku nak matair ngan sape. mcm gini nak kahwin? kirim salam sudah. aku pun dah pasrah. dah tak kuasa nak cari jantan lain. semua pun kau tolak. mentang2 abang ipar aku tu ada doctorate, kuat ugama. lain semua dah tak pandang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!!! now i feel like crying. so fucking stressed! mane ngan skolah. ngan hal rumah. dah baik tu aku tolong tau. ada anak orang lain kat luar pun, keje gaji besar, duit bulan pun tak kasi. enjoy diri sendiri. fikir tu sudah lah. nie tak. nak salahkan aku. nak salahkan ayah. ayah tu dah tua. drive satu hari mestilah penat. ingat dia robot ke ape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember guys, lelaki, tanggungjawab besar. dah kahwin, ada keluarga sendiri lagi susah. with your parents and also your family. so seriously, think about your future from now. pilih kerjaya yang stabil. jangan jadi macam aku sudah. asal bebual pasal duit. gaduh pasal duit. everything links to money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buruk betul bila diyana mengamok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-7921335479973448039?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/7921335479973448039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-rant-fuck-lah-everything.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7921335479973448039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/7921335479973448039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-to-rant-fuck-lah-everything.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-5312756305523385386</id><published>2009-04-21T20:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:01:35.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;siapa pernah jatuh cinta...&lt;br /&gt;pada pandangan yang pertama....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chey bah.. diyana nie.. berjiwang.. haha.. lagu 80's lagi.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just done marking. wah.. can vomit blood! so careless! haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as usual, ive to scold my kids everyday. so naughty. and tom ive to take them for the whole day. wah... can die!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, ordered pastamania just now. haha. my colleague lah.. tanya nak order tak. so i said oklah.. coz i got 50 bucks. nak beli makan kat skolah mane nak dpt change.. so oklah.. 5 of us ordered pastamania. hehe. makan besar. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a lift home from my colleague. went to eastpoint to pay utility bill for my sis. so now im really broke!! 18 left in my POSB acct. and 36 left in my UOB acct. most of my bills cant be paid this month. haiz.. i really wonder mane my duit gone to. haiz.. hopefully dad can pay be back the money he borrowed soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive still 4 weeks to survive on 20 bucks!! haha. impossible? minum air jer lah.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-5312756305523385386?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/5312756305523385386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/siapa-pernah-jatuh-cinta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5312756305523385386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/5312756305523385386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/siapa-pernah-jatuh-cinta.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-3986156005487034172</id><published>2009-04-20T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T22:56:00.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so super pissed right now. and its not with who. but what.&lt;br /&gt;yes. a thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the doctor to get my eye checked. and he prescribed me an eye drop and eye ointment. so went to apply both meds lah. the eye drop was no prob. it was the ointment that got on my nerves!! its a gel like substance from a tube and im suppose to instill it into my eye sac. sounds easy right? but the ointment just kept oozing out of the tube even when i did not press it!! i couldnt get it to stop! and the gel was impossible to stay in my eye saw that i had to keep wiping it away and re-apply it without pressing the tube since it was oozing out anyway. and it was alot! so i had to keep wiping it off the tube till i gave up coz it wont stop and guess what i did? i pressed the tube and while doing so cursing it. "nak keluar sangat kan.. bodoh." and guess what happened to the tube? out of shape and a lil bit more than half of the ointment was gone into the bin and on the floor. coz i was sqeezing it hard and venting my anger on the tube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that ive said it, i felt like laughing at myself. but seriously. argh!&lt;br /&gt;think not gonna apply the ointment anymore. shall just use the eye drop every 6 hours. seriously so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think theres nothing to do now but sleep. sigh. the thought of not wearing my contacts makes me feel so unpretty. i know. vain. but hey.. im a woman who is still searching for the One. so, must make the effort to look pretty 24/7. heh. and my specs makes me look like a granny!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-3986156005487034172?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3986156005487034172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-super-pissed-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3986156005487034172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3986156005487034172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-super-pissed-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-3757061300387121048</id><published>2009-04-19T15:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T16:34:04.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, went to JB. inspite of my eye infection. haha. kesian Nizam. msged and asked if got plans anot. he forgot that i was going Jb. haha. so anyway, didnt do much shopping coz was too busy finding my mum. infact, i didnt buy anything for myself! sigh.. i saw Levis jeans at 70 to 100 ringgit and i was so tempted to buy! but of coz mum said i got a lot of jeans. which i dont! ive only my blue levis and black dorothy perkins nyer. sigh. wad a bargain. so what did i buy anyway? hmm.. Kenny Rogers, wax strip, wet tissue, Optrex and Eye-Mo. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im now officially broke!&lt;br /&gt;tinggal 30 bucks in both my bank account. coz mum borrowed my money coz her card rosak smlm. so yah.. and this coming payday pun cannot spend. stupid aussie trip. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im so looking forward to be home alone this end of may!! haha. hopefully mum wont pester grandparents to stay home with me. hehe. coz yours truly obviously will have her plans of her own. hahah.. so people, please!! spare some time for me coz its the only time i can be out late and home late! heck! i dont have to be home if i dont want to!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 30th May me and my girls will be having the Kindness Cheerfest competition at Ngee Ann City which will end at 8pm. on a saturdday. then if we get tru finals, we have to be back on the 31st to perform. but its ridiculous coz we have to report there at 2pm. so imagine, 6 hours with the kids!!! can die!! thus i need to relax after that whole thing. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg!! the thought of being alone and being able to party is making me so excited! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright then, shall finish up my markings and rest my eyes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-3757061300387121048?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3757061300387121048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3757061300387121048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3757061300387121048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-4767397079328391589</id><published>2009-04-15T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:06:02.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel so relaxed today. why?&lt;br /&gt;im on MC! haha. all thanks to the yogurt i ate the night before. but i woke up at 5am and went to the toilet twice. haha. msg my RO and told her im not coming and slept till 9.30am. woke up and went to polyclinic to get my MC. heheh. after dat, went home and slacked the whole day! so fun! just lay and watched tv!! haha. i wonder why people complain when they work shifts. hahaha. can sleep in, movie marathons.. hehe.. okaylah.. maybe coz im independent in the sense that i always do things on my own i.e shopping or wondering ard. but yah, kalau ade teman lagi best lah.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom is a sch day.. back to sch. but i think tom my timetable quite relax. haha. so not bad lah. cume after school ade oral exams so got to stay back for duties. missed today's tho. haha. today whole day so lucky i skip. haha. jahat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my passport is ready for collection! haha. muke so kental. haha. but wadaver lah.. haha.. so can go JB this sat! haha. but... nak spend ke tak eh? haiz.. i got 300plus je dlm bank to last me till next pay day. haha. maybe not lah.. JB nak beli ape. haha. sorry lah.. akak ni kan high class.. nak bende branded aje.. RAOUL, BRAUN BUFFEL.. hahah.. mcm paham je aku nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;counting down to Sydney: 52 days&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-4767397079328391589?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4767397079328391589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-so-relaxed-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4767397079328391589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4767397079328391589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/feel-so-relaxed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-3904532925120318561</id><published>2009-04-14T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T20:33:18.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so pretty today! haha. i wore my blue dress and black leggings with heels. so of coz my kids was like 'Wah..Miss Diyana pakai dress seh. so lawa...' hahah. vain pot. i know. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my kid came up to me and said, "Miss Diyana, my sister told me something. About you and your boyfriend." i was like, shit. i knew who she was refering to lah. coz i bumped into the group of girl at Vivo. so i said i dun have a bf lah. all day long she went "Miss Diyana and boyfriend" and i just gave her that look. told her, he's my friend. and hes a boy. so yalah, boyfriend. but she wont stop. haha. kids. so naive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so trip to SAM was okaylah. had a few laughs. funny people. and we were worse then kids! we were talking and making alot of noise! shame on us. hahah. then took pictures. but i wont have a copy of it lah coz its the sch camera. bummer. haha. after which, i went home on my own taking 12. didnt want to go back to sch. haha. direct bus easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am so tired now i can just fall asleep this minute. but no. im addicted to facebook. correction. facebook quizes. haha. more like bored and doing it to waste time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what do you know, most girls from lys are actually engaged! haha. at 21. and where am i? haha. takpe.. career dulu. cinta nie semua tak penting. haha.. mcm paham je aku nie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-3904532925120318561?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3904532925120318561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feel-so-pretty-today-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3904532925120318561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3904532925120318561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-feel-so-pretty-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-3825789349162389523</id><published>2009-04-13T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T20:51:10.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had another observation just now. she commented that i should be more specific when grouping the girls but otherwise, it was good. a sigh of relief when she said that. so 2 down, 1 to go! this mak nenek, i hope i can win her heart like i did with the other 2. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad called and said he will go with me to sydney. BUMMER!! i wanna go alone! so i pester him to go ahead lah. which he agreed. but hope it stays at that! he still had second guess tadi. man... i wanna go alone! experience travelling on my own. since i never will get the chance to do so anyway. hahah. except for my 2 sibling whom got a change to go australia or cambodia or wherever. me? my camps was all in singapore can! pulau ubin does not count! its within singapore region anyway. haha. so please pray dear friends that i can fly alone! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, what i know is, we be flying on SQ. midnight flight. should be fun. please please please let me have this experience on my own. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom, teachers will be going on a learning journey. took all of us by surprise! when we came this morning, a notice was pasted on the door informing us of this trip. i was like WHAT?? to the arts museum. i dun mind going lah. but we werent inform. lucky im single. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was listening to the radio just now. evanescense my immortal was playing. and guess who i thought of when this line, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, was playing? azman. haha. i was smiling myself silly when i thought about it. we were sitting in his car at the backseat. and this song was playing on the radio. and he told me, he did that before. wipe away my tears. then i thought about it and asked, when did i cry infront of you? and he said not the sobbing kinda lah.. in times when i was devastated when hamad left me. haha. till now i still remember his words. and whenever i hear this song, i get reminded of him. haha. strange how little things like this stays with you. and this coming aussie trip, i will be reminded of fadzli pula. as it is, im thinking of him already. haha. about him trying to stop me from going to aussie. haha. oh well.. and like just now, when i went to parkway, i teringat him juga coz we had went there before. and even to places around singapore. i find that i cant visit these places as it will bring back memories. thus, im desperate to flee this country and leave everything behind and start anew. haha. if only that was possible. i would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haidir tanye why im so free to update my blog almost everyday. hahaha. coz i dun have a bf to keep me busy thats why!! haha. if not, i'll be complaining to my bf and not my blog. but its a good thing i dun have a bf also. when i blog, i can just say everything out but with a bf, i cant. kene jaga hati. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause when I'm with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thinking of &lt;/em&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah. i do that. aLOT! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. got my marking and checklist to complete! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-3825789349162389523?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/3825789349162389523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/had-another-observation-just-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3825789349162389523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/3825789349162389523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/had-another-observation-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-2982032580546360005</id><published>2009-04-11T14:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T14:51:02.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored to death!&lt;br /&gt;boo.. takde extra car to go JB so i cant go. bummer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out to changi point for breakfast. initial plan was to book tix at golden landmark but dad made a phone call instead. but flights are confirmed already lah. have to. selling fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah,Ibu and adik leaving on 23/5.&lt;br /&gt;Me leaving on 5/6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!! alone! haha.. best. haha.. alone!! can kenyit2 mata at mat saleh hansem2. hahah. so Diyana, got to be pretty when she leaves for Sydney kay? hahaha. as if.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored... did i mention im super bored!!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-2982032580546360005?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/2982032580546360005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bored-to-death-boo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2982032580546360005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/2982032580546360005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-bored-to-death-boo.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-4569742556385678718</id><published>2009-04-09T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:56:04.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>observation by VP done!!&lt;br /&gt;i was still preparing at the last min. thank god its done. but i think it wasnt good lah. i dunno. coz i had to skip questions and slides coz its taking too long. but my colleague said good coz it shows time management. haiz. hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so tired by then so went home after sch. tu pun, duduk kat lounge and bebual with some malay teachers. haha. banyak stories. left about 2. then makcik security was there. and she asked, "Dah lama tak nampak abang? Mana abang?" i was like.. haha.. "Abang? takdelah.. Abang dah hilang." and she said dun say like that tak baik.. org bunian amik eh? hehe. just laughed it off and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home coz i was super tired coz of lack of sleep and my bag was really heavy. 2 bangs on my shoulders. balik, pray then sleep. hehe. slept till about 6.30. tu pun tanak bangun but got to force myself up to bathe and pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz.. sourcing for airline tix now. so hard to find a good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tom, no plans. so shall stay home and prepare another lesson for observation on Monday. god help me. hope everything will go on fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-4569742556385678718?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/4569742556385678718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/observation-by-vp-done-i-was-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4569742556385678718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/4569742556385678718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/observation-by-vp-done-i-was-still.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6307862134792132337</id><published>2009-04-07T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:01:49.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SdtbLwngZoI/AAAAAAAAAwA/WdULSODid5g/s1600-h/facebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321947642255664770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 194px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SdtbLwngZoI/AAAAAAAAAwA/WdULSODid5g/s320/facebook.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kurang asam betul.. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being sick. especially flu! irritating! cant breathe! my nose is so blocked ive to breathe tru my mouth. but at least not too bad this ime round. no fever. YET. heh. but seriously irritating lor. kene kipas pun boleh blocked. so imagine me stuck in my meeting tadi in air con room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;netball match was postpone to tom due to the rain. we just ended our first quarter when they finally blew the whistle to go in. we played in the rain. and we were drenched! haha. add on to my already weak immune system. hoping to be on MC. haha. but too bad tom i cant go watch the match coz ive stupid supplementary lesson. my RO didnt know that tom lesson was all cancelled but coz im around, she told me to go on with it. wad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. observation this thursday. please pray hard for me. its either i go into NIE ke tak. the final report and decision lies with them. haiz.. please GOD, just this once, help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. need sleep. argh! irritating nose!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6307862134792132337?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/6307862134792132337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/kurang-asam-betul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6307862134792132337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/6307862134792132337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/kurang-asam-betul.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/SdtbLwngZoI/AAAAAAAAAwA/WdULSODid5g/s72-c/facebook.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-9118034606750833741</id><published>2009-04-06T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:42:21.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kay im falling asleep soon but i need to RANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today morning i was told by colleague that VP nak observe me teach this week. THIS WEEK!! she was told last week but couldnt get me lah reason. so i was like THIS WEEK? shit! now im stressed out to plan something for her to see! haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my p4 teacher told me that she wants to observe me for eng. when? next monday. another week. coz the rest of the week, im hardly in her class. haiz.. hopefully i can do this man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another observation done by my RO will be this 7th May. its during the exam week. the peer observation thingy. wah.. stressed man.. got 3 observation. can mati just to prepare one. pening kepala you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed in class after the final bell rang for the day. finished up my markings. it rained heavily while doing so. then left and train ride to pasir ris. went to popular to buy assesment books  to prepare my supplementary lesson for wednesday. then went to downtown east McCafe and sat there for about 3 hours before Wan came. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched Confessions of a Shopaholic at downtown 7.35show. i'd say the movie was good. funny.. enjoyed it. especially that gay receptionist. haha. he was so cute when he was at that Girl in the Green Scarf sale. haha. cute as in funny cute. haha.. i know.. im such a total chick flick kinda person. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay then. tom long day. still got a match after sch. final match. haha. then gotta prepare for supplementary and also observation. sigh. work work work. im becoming a dull person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think im falling sick again. the flu bug. my nose is blocked as im typing this. heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-9118034606750833741?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/9118034606750833741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>check these beauties out man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sdidrq-GlZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Qas40RHWB4g/s1600-h/canon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321176333332944274" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sdidrq-GlZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Qas40RHWB4g/s320/canon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nizam! if only you were not in a hurry to buy a camera. haha. can buy this model. canon, both quality and style. its 399 so still under your 400 bucks budget. haha. takpelah.. your camera also slim and sexy.. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sdid8gM4kzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9Vosv1XMctM/s1600-h/canon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321176622499926834" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sdid8gM4kzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/9Vosv1XMctM/s320/canon2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and check out the red one. its almost bloody to look at. haha. if i were to buy this, it be either gold or red. gold looks classy and sophisicated like me. the red, devilish! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw it on tv and i was like OMG!! straight away check website and fell in love. haha. now thinking nak trade my DSLR to this camera anot. haha. silly woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go make my passport! its expiring this sept, on my birthday. so need to go make asap. thing is, ive no time during the weekdays to go! haha. i think i can do so online but then, i need to go take a passport pic. and my face now is so ugly. im like 2 tones darker thanks to the hot weather and my pimples are popping out like crazy! whats wrong with my hormones man?! and making this passport will incur money as well. sigh. can i just not go to bloody australia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing all sorts of quizes on facebook. see how bored i am. and i found out that my starbucks drink is mocha frap. which is actually true and i always order that drink anyway. haha. and im a -0.05% minah. they called it a &lt;em&gt;macam paham college minah&lt;/em&gt;.haha. but thank god im not a minah. and i be dead at age 70plus. and so on. god my life is crap. hahaha. i need more exciting things in life then doing lame quizes to past time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, told my mum ive 4 guys who ran away coz they are afraid of her stupid rules and guess what she said.&lt;br /&gt;im cheap. baru 22 dahde 4 lelaki.&lt;br /&gt;like WHAT??! me? cheap? if it wasnt for you, i wouldnt be having 4 boyfriends. &lt;strong&gt;i believe in falling in love ONCE, be his girlfriend and marrying the guy&lt;/strong&gt;. and i did. a long time ago. yah, im such an old fashioned lover. so seriously, dun blame me or pester me like what you did to kakak when i dun have a bf or am near to getting married age. becoz i lost faith in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. no more boy talk remember diyana? heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like singing. haha. so random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1362761756344987822?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1362761756344987822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/check-these-beauties-out-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1362761756344987822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1362761756344987822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/check-these-beauties-out-man.html' title=''/><author><name>diyana</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_IJE3r7us0/Sdidrq-GlZI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Qas40RHWB4g/s72-c/canon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-6059544457209585916</id><published>2009-04-05T17:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T18:08:55.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored to death.&lt;br /&gt;was suppose to go out with family but stupid sister buat perangai, mum got angry. so im stuck at home with boredom and the only think i find myself doing is preparing ppt slides and eating. oh how i hate the weekends. i can eat and eat and eat! no wonder im getting fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, mum nagged at me about my financials again yesterday. its not that ive no money at all. i do. but this australia trip is killing me. plus, im paying for my dad's airline tix so that would cost me a total of 1600 for 2 ppl. thats just the airline. not inclusive of visa. so of coz im having trouble to save up that money within a short period of time. coz initially, ive no plans of going at all. it was just last month that they managed to persuade me into going. so ive abt 1200 in my bank acct. and my dad still owes me 700plus. which i doubt i can get it anytime soon coz he's really struggling. so thats like close to 2000. which is enough for the airline tix. so april, may and june salary will be for my expenses there. and it wont be much since after minus my fixed expenses, ive only like 600 to save. so 600 x 3 = 1800. and im going for 2 weeks. cukup tak eh? sydney is expensive. but insyaallah. so really, must budget to the max! seriously roti ngan air je for the next few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what got me irritated was that she thinks i dunno how to save. and she wants to pegang my duit. like hello!! its my money. so why u want to kepo2? i know she has good intentions but i feel like she's looking down on me. like seriously. whenever i buy anything for home, do i minta balik the duit? my dad pinjam my duit, did i pester him to return me? no. im not petty abt money. ive no intention of setting up a family so why bother saving up for marriage? we'll talk when a good guy comes along and is sincere to be with me. but till then, i think im allowed to have some fun while i still can. its been like this with my mum. duit duit duit. tak habis2. so what if my sister gives her 300 and can still save alot when she first started working. saved up 10k in 2 years and used it to get married. so what? i still have a long way to go. and at the rate that guys been leaving me, i dont think i;ll get married soon anyway. lagipun, duit tu boleh bawa masuk kubur ke? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;takpe diyana.. chill..&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, now, i think im gonna go take a short nap. then continue with work. next week will be kinda hectic as well. what else is new kan? but looking forward to the movies with Wan on monday. shopaholic! and too bad plans for friday is cancelled coz haidir tak free. oi! busy sangat kau ni? sibuk nak kahwin ke pe? hehe. so anyway, we'll meet soon people! im dying to have fun! been 2 to 3 weeks dat ive been spending my weekends at HOME!! im going crazy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-6059544457209585916?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6511846948291601416.post-1978888722282441980</id><published>2009-04-02T19:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T19:42:51.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole day in sch. then after that had to go to TP for a match. was such a hot day! match was at 2pm. and alot of ppl. think theres was a camp in sch. so anyway, we lost, again. heh. then walked back from TP. stopped by eastpoint before reached home. walked for a total of one hour. haha. felt so good. but of coz, diyana balik kebuluran. satu hari kat skolah, minum 2 cawan Milo aje. gastric. so makan nasi briyani. haha. so im back to square one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, be prepared to laugh at me okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was after assembly. i had no lesson till about 8.30am. so i went to the resource room to do work. but something happened. one teacher was bleeding. there was blood on the floor and her pants. and another teacher was helping her. the rest of the teachers in the room was oblivious! so i went like "What happened?" and she started crying and stuff lah. then she called her hubby. suruh datang to fetch her to the hospital. but the other teacher and i suggested to call the ambulance instead coz its faster that way. so i went to make the call. i was panicking. my colleague was crying and there was blood. i punched in the numbers on my hp without looking when i pressed the 'Call' button and was connected to the other end of the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;em&gt;Hello, i need an ambulance please.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;em&gt;What seems to be the problem ma'am?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: &lt;em&gt;my colleague is bleeding from her stomach. i think she's having a miscarriage.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: &lt;em&gt;Sorry ma'am, then you should be calling 995. not 999.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at my hp and saw.. &lt;strong&gt;999&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (so paiseh by now) &lt;em&gt;oh sorry sorry sorry. okay thanks&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hung up and punched in 995 instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. felt so bodoh. haha. told my colleagues later in the day and we laughed at my lame actions. haha. kental diyana. ape tak.. mengelabah aku dibuatnyer.. panic babe. wasnt even thinking straight.and i never had to call the police or ambulance before okay. that was the first. and hopefully, the last. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank god shes okay. kept telling her to mengucap and assure her that everything will be alright. got news later in the day that the baby is fine. alhamdulilah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, shall relax today. so damn penat. tom will be another long day. lepas skolah, meet parents then lepas tu bring the P5s to road safety park. will only be done about 5plus. haiz.. need to rest man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6511846948291601416-1978888722282441980?l=miss-diyana.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/feeds/1978888722282441980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-tired-whole-day-in-sch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1978888722282441980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6511846948291601416/posts/default/1978888722282441980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://miss-diyana.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-tired-whole-day-in-sch.html' 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