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Friday, May 05, 2006

Wednesday..


I was finally a freeeeee woman.. I must go celebrate my ass off.. Whoelse would i haf done it with, but with baby himself. This sweetheart of mine, took a half day leave, went home, changed to another smart outfit juz becoz i told him i dress up like crazy for our date. Really nice of him to do so, knowing how he would prefer to slack coz he went to work with long sleeves and the best outfit for him after work will always be tshirts, jeans or berms.. but nope.. baby dress up also lah.. thumbs up to him!! hehe


So he picked me straight from my examination venue, drove straight to Marina to catch our MI3 show. Got a lil problem while collecting tix coz apparently the AXS machine baby used to print out our tix happened to have a defective printer.. and the tix counter girl wasnt buying that at first. blehz.. So we spent like 10min infront of the counter hugging hugging.. then got kindly shooed away to the side of the counter. Received a few envious stares from other malay people and couples especially. Gasak ah.. tengoklah korang lama2 sampai mata kero. Like i give a toot gitu.. haha. When im with baby, its our own world.


So MI3 was exciting to me.. but disappointing to baby.. haiz.. i explained to him bout expectations and how we should be realistic in setting standards. Expecting him to smile and tell me how smart i was but i got something else instead.. lolz.. boleh lah jugak. *smilez*
After MI3, baby brought me to a sushi place, knowing ive been craving for sushi forever.. I was freaking hungry and wasnt that sure sushi would have feel me up. But i went along with it.. We ate one plate each and was still waiting for the drinks we ordered, when i haf to open my mouth bout eating pizza. Baby apa lagi seh.. Quickly go cancelled our order and dragged me off my chair coz i was so embarrassed to the fact that we juz got comfy n cozy for 10min and we were off oredi.. So yeah, dashed to nearby pizza hut and had the scrumptious cheesy supreme pizza.. Contented woman i was.


And the day ended splendid again.. (as usual its us and our own world and i cant blog everything, can i?)


Btw, tried out different rings n fell in love with one of them..
And i know baby knows that i love it and i know baby gonna get it for me.. teehee..
No, its not that freaking ex.. i dont go ard sucking people's money, especially the one i love.
(So u bitches better stop talking.. oh wait, i think u r juz jealous. so go boohoo)
Even when baby thot of the 2c diamond ring as my wedding ring i told him to be realistic coz with that 10k, we can go travel nice countries to make babies or he would be one step closer to getting himself an Africa Twin.
Sigh, i know if i said i want it, he'll make sure i'll get it..


I cant wait for the next time baby will be coming home to meet my parents..
That is when the real planning begins.

writtern @12:11 AM