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LIFE IN ZARINAH'S SHOES
Thursday, September 6, 2012 @ 9:05 PM
Yesterday
Me and Izhak decided to go on a tour around Singapore. Woke up and went to Lakeside MRT, where we both topped up our EZ-links. We then went to take the train heading towards don't know where and stopped at don't know where and we took the purple line MRT. Went to Harbourfront and on the way there, i told him about Effa and her boyfriend. Effa was your boyfriend, I'll never let you go.

Upon reaching, we went to Golden Village and bought our tickets. After which, we went to buy sausage puff and tuna puff and then we went one round just to go the area outside kbox or something like that, when in fact, we can actually just cut across. Aw, we're such smartasses. Then at 1:05 we went back to the theatre and the advertisements started already. Boigh one regular popcorn, a large coke and a regular ice lemon tea. We were watching Step Up Revolution. So um, we watched the whole movie etc but as usual i can't concentrate. My boyfriend was just too handsome especially in his ultra formal clothes, OH MY GOD. *melting*

After the movie we went to the toilet and then we had a search party for our couple book or memory book or whatsoever book that it's called. Went to all the shops but couldn't find a nice one. Whyyyyyy? So, we headed to Jurong Point and bought a book after printing our photos. Then we went to eat at Banquet, mmmdap. Haha, actually no. Not that nice. I wanted to eat BK but well, his preferance. So um, anything. I'll just follow.

Then we went home and apparently someone forgot his iPod in my bag. Smart eh, luckily I remembered. Well *flips hair* At twitter, me and Izhak made a reenactment of Effa and her boyfriend and Izhak was just so adorable. I can imagine him talking in malay. So, my day yesterday was practically awesome. Pure awesome. Plainly awesome.

Today
Woke up in the morning to loads of alarms. Then, Izhak called me but I rejected because I had my reasons. So, he tweeted about me sarcastically and at that point I just freaking broke down. It was just ultra hurtful and I swear even as I type this, I'm crying. Yes, I kept on crying throughout and you may think I'm a weakling or just fragile. Well, hell no. I can play the same game if you want to, but no. I'm trying my best not to ruin his mood but he just had to say that. Well, won't it be embarassing if I told him,"Oh I rejected your calls because my mouth was filled with saliva." Maybe to him it doesn't sound embarassing and there's nothing to be shy about. But me? As a girl, who wouldn't be embarassed at that. And there he is fighting with me over it. Right, he is always right and me, I'm always wrong. I can't even stop crying right now and my heart is just beating so fast. No mood to raya for later with class anymore. Seriously feeling ultra hurt right now. So long since I've last cried because of feeling hurt. Sarcasms. I just hate sarcasms. I'll just ignore everyone now. Crying so much like there's no tomorrow. I'll continue blogging this afterwards.