tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-84251604469820948232012-02-17T02:37:24.944+08:00Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.comBlogger391100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-22806613831327927892011-03-29T21:40:00.002+08:002011-03-29T22:30:32.770+08:00Hi do you know who I am now? I am currently working as Enrolled nurse in Khoo Teck Puat as in short form term is KTPH. Yes, I am a nurse but a junior. Cause I just joined in recently and now its the third week of working. Im starting my night shift this week. That was really fast, huh!<div><br /></div><div>Let me share with you a little story about my not so long experience. Well, basically, the first day of work you will feel nervous and you have no idea which ward you are posted to. What is in my mind on the very first day was extremely nervous and I kept thinking of which ward will I be posted to. I was hoping that I am posted on the same ward with Sabrena or at least somewhere near to her ward. But sadly, I am m not the same ward as her or even near to her. I am at the next building of her which is Tower B. I am posted on a medical ward. </div><div><br /></div><div>I am very lost when one of the office worker show me the direction of the ward that I will be working at. I am not use to the environment cause it seems that everything is so new to me. Of course, my trademark of my facial expression is seriously <i>sotong</i>. I was all alone and yes I feel so lonely. But I got my preceptor to guide and thank God, my preceptor is a very nice person. (: I am very lucky, indeed! Still, the feeling is so different when I am a student nurse and now passed out as Enrolled Nurse. All the fun and silly things that I did with my friends during attachment always, is no more for me now. There was a big differences. </div><div><br /></div><div>The big differences is since I am an Enrolled Nurse, I have a responsibility to do and I need to really focus on my job. </div><div><br /></div><div>I have 6 months of probation and in between that, I need to go for some courses and that will be like what I've studied in ITE time. So, what we called is Induction programme. I hope this time, my induction will be the same date as Sabrena &amp; Sulastri so that we can sit together and really study. </div><div><br /></div><div>I hope I can do my very best between this 6 months and make my family proud of me. Amin.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-2280661383132792789?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-20246297544859006062011-03-12T04:16:00.001+08:002011-03-12T16:39:46.171+08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZWGK5EAjAw/TXqIn4AF97I/AAAAAAAACLQ/0N8M4fckvmM/s1600/P1010133.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZWGK5EAjAw/TXqIn4AF97I/AAAAAAAACLQ/0N8M4fckvmM/s400/P1010133.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582924906708203442" /></a>I can't live apart from you. You are my pillar of strength and you've been always there for me every time. I am thankful and appreciate to have such a boyfriend like you. <div><br /></div><div>But I don't want to feel like I am taking advantage of your kindness. But I guess I did. </div><div><br /></div><div>I know its been always me who make a nuisance and you have to overcome my anger and handle me at my worst. Yet, you still show me that you still care even if I am such a bitch. Sometimes, I don't know what is wrong with me especially when I am having unpredictable mood swings or bad temper. I can't control my emotions whenever I am having those atrocious feelings. </div><div><br /></div><div>You have bring so much of variety colors to my life. Thank God, i've finally found someone who cares and very loving. Someone who love me for who I am. I have the feeling that you are my mr. right. I have the feeling that you will be my last boyfriend. Cause we have made our promises and promise to each other that we want to live together till the end.</div><div><br /></div><div>Dear Haiqal, i am madly, deeply, truly in love with you. </div><div>Happy 3 monthsary to us! (':</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-2024629754485900606?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-14082548112117547042011-03-07T23:54:00.002+08:002011-03-08T00:42:31.676+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnw9Kwc0FXE/TXT_-irnXgI/AAAAAAAACLI/8xhsAne_pYc/s1600/Qalqal%2B%2526%2BLienna0258.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581367288145600002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vnw9Kwc0FXE/TXT_-irnXgI/AAAAAAAACLI/8xhsAne_pYc/s400/Qalqal%2B%2526%2BLienna0258.jpg" /></a> Its difficult for me to explain how much I miss my boyfriend here. Even that I've met him yesterday. Almost everyday we meet each other since both of us are so free. Boyfriend is on MC for a month due to his fractured bone. As for me, Im still enjoying my life rotting at home while waiting for my first day of work on 14 March as enrolled nurse. So yes, I finally got the job! Only God knows how extremely happy I was! Thanks to my beloved family, beloved boyfriend and my lovely bestfriends for supporting me. I seriously I felt like giving up, but they've been always there to pull me up again &amp; continue hoping. I appreciate everyone's kindness. Will remember it all the time.<br /><br />I love my life now. So far so good. Im very much thankful with what i have now. God has answered my prayers and Im very happy, indeed! (: Thanks Allah.<br /><br />Anyways, yesterday i went to NUH alone &amp; meet Haiqal over there. I, as a girlfriend, being very sweet willing to go with him for his appointment early in the morning. Good news is that Alhamdulillah, so far the bone is healing! Cause he's been drinking milk almost everyday. :D Lucky cause he have a girlfriend who is a nurse. I can take care of him. So he needs to come back one month later for another check up and hopefully,his bone is healing within the month. Im gonna pray hard for his best..(': It hurts me alot to see him suffer the pain alone..<br /><br />Its 12:39am. Thought of listening to MJ12 but i got scared. so i switched off. Haiqal is sleeping soundly cause he's feeling sick. Maybe a mild fever and runny nose. Get well soon, sayang!<br /><br />Nowdays i get so angry over a small thing and easily get so offended. i don't know whats wrong with me. maybe pms occured. its getting worst. i can't even control my anger seriously. sometimes, im being so damn sarcastic towards Haiqal for no reason. i love trying to find someone's fault. &amp; then, i also need a punching bag. i always do that to my boyfriend. ): im so sorry. i don't mean it. i hope you still can bear with my nuisance sayang. :( i really love you. haiqal my love.<br /><br />Assalamualaikum<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-1408254811211754704?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-41450548660899078652011-02-27T01:52:00.003+08:002011-02-27T03:14:47.273+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4qUN7tP_wrI/TWlANI7kAaI/AAAAAAAACLA/OI3-4UwXGx8/s1600/163599_1697321105999_1027011171_1909610_6950332_n.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578060207954854306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4qUN7tP_wrI/TWlANI7kAaI/AAAAAAAACLA/OI3-4UwXGx8/s400/163599_1697321105999_1027011171_1909610_6950332_n.jpg" /></a> I want you to know how much you mean to me. But its frustrating cause I can't explain to you how I feel! All I can say is you are only one kind of amazing boyfriend I had. You can handle me at my worst and Im very proud to have a boyfriend like you. I can not stop loving you haiqal. I feel hurt when I get to know that you cry for me. Im terribly sorry cause I've made your tears dropped. )':<br /><br />i love you muhammad haiqal bin hatif!<br />):<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-4145054866089907865?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-72168706273191921562011-02-25T01:22:00.003+08:002011-02-25T03:15:48.605+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioL_Evc85Q8/TWandcHEeoI/AAAAAAAACK4/8IS_5ShmX2g/s1600/DSC00246.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577329312748829314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ioL_Evc85Q8/TWandcHEeoI/AAAAAAAACK4/8IS_5ShmX2g/s400/DSC00246.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K7J5Qw2Ty5g/TWanNsoy2PI/AAAAAAAACKw/-8q_NbN8ICk/s1600/tumblr_lgkoxsnI4O1qcud0zo1_500.jpg"></a>Hi. I know its been so long and I went missing for quite sometime. Im not busy but Im very lazy to update like how I used to be back then. Well, I have my own diary to write anyway so I neglected my blog. I jotted down everything in the diary. </div><div></div><div></div><div><br /><br /></div><div></div>I want to be the girl you're scared to lose, the girl you can't stop bragging about to all your family and friends, the first thought on your mind every morning, the reason why you can't fall asleep because your mind is filled with thoughts of her, the reason why you lose sleep every night, the girl who you keep your eye out for 24/7, the girl that will make your heart pound when you see her and hear her voice, the girl that will give you butterflies in your tummy, the girl who you hold so delicately in your arms, the girl you put your hands around, the girl you can't live without, the girl you're willing to die for, the one and only girl you'll ever love, the one where you'll be like, " yep, that's my girl. "<br /><br />Baby, thanks for being there for me, ALWAYS. Even the ups and downs. I appreciate what you have done and your sacrifices just for me. You are really a sweet and awesome boyfriend. You bring so much happiness to my life. Every moment, my love for you grows stronger and deeper. I am truly, madly, deeply in love with you Haiqal. I hope we could last forever. I want you to be my last and I'll be the last for you too. To me, you are a wonderful guy that I've ever met. You are also a full of patience boyfriend although its always me who created so much of problems. Until I make you stress. :/ You are different baby.<br /><br />I hate missing you. I hate the feeling that you are faraway from me. I hate that I can't see you that much. I hate your absence. But I can't force you to come and see me everyday. You have your own life too. I wish you can spend and stay with me 24/7 and never get tired of it. Life will be so good, isn't it?<br /><br />I can't really find the words to explain when I heard your voice and also when I see your face. All I can say is that I like the feeling.<br /><br />You are my definition of love baby. Thank you so much for brightening my life with your love...<br />You are amazing just the way you are..<br /><br />With love,<br />Mazlina.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-7216870627319192156?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-11313593927316097942011-02-11T23:52:00.002+08:002011-02-12T01:05:43.712+08:00its finally saturday and im so happy. i love weekends. im meeting my boyfriend later in the morning. cause he got soccer today with his fuchun brothers. i am going to be so bored maybe sitting at one corner alone or with some people? gonna bring something just in case.<br /><br />i've already applied for enrolled nurse in ktph. hopefully,i get shortlisted cause i seriously need a job. i have no other choice but to work in the ward although i don't really like working in wards. i hope i get into clinics.<br /><br />as for my part-time job, i think its best to just totally forget about it. no calls no nothing. which means while waiting for ktph to call for my interviews, i won't find any other part time job anymore maybe. so looks like i'll be rotting at home. sigh!<br /><br />i hate restrictions. i hate people who restrict me whatever i want. you know its very irritating to the max? i don't want people to pamper me so much. i can't even be independent and have the experience and will always need to depend on people if they ocontinue to do that to me. another thing is, this is my life. &amp; i have my own choice to live. they can't expect me to always listen to their decisions eventhough whatever that are mention is partially true. but im big enough to think whats best for me. i am 19 years old and not a kid anymore. gosh, i feel so shackle with my life. FML.<br /><br />well, if im not shortlisted as a nurse, im going to apply for air stewardess under budget airlines. maybe thats the best that i can do. but i have a problem in swimming. -.- i don't even know how to swim!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-1131359392731609794?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-13954659100291750002011-02-11T22:21:00.001+08:002011-02-11T22:24:27.132+08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQN2KvTSAbA/TVVGMZA-iII/AAAAAAAACKo/ktfrtnkK8cU/s1600/P1000023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572437292628215938" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fQN2KvTSAbA/TVVGMZA-iII/AAAAAAAACKo/ktfrtnkK8cU/s400/P1000023.JPG" /></a><br /><div>hi . yesterday marks my 2nd monthsary with baby! But both of us forget to wish each other. Seriously. Its unhealthy for a relationship. k bye. im so lazy to blog.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-1395465910029175000?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-45301364309448078442011-02-05T21:37:00.001+08:002011-02-05T21:37:50.289+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">about this matter,i'll just let it to fate. because He knows the best for us. (:</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-4530136430944807844?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-42432318269735827832011-02-04T02:38:00.002+08:002011-02-04T02:47:35.793+08:00im sorry i can't be an understanding enough. im sorry i can't help you much. im sorry if my words are too harsh. im sorry if i am always blabbering at you so many times. im sorry if i am your burden to you now. im sorry cause i fail to prove to you how much you mean to me. im sorry i fail to show how big is my love for you. im sorry i am not a kind of a girlfriend that you expected. im sorry i can't have a perfect heart like you. im sorry i can't be a good girlfriend. im sorry if i ever hurt your feelings in any ways. im sorry cause i don't always listen to you. im sorry cause i always make you worry. im sorry cause i made so much mistakes. im terribly sorry.<br /><br />but, i love you so much haiqal.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-4243231826973582783?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-87074182185956579942011-02-04T02:25:00.001+08:002011-02-04T02:25:54.690+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">i will repent and do the good things in the world.</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-8707418218595657994?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-18358909206922739502011-02-04T02:23:00.001+08:002011-02-04T02:23:16.588+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">firstly,i'll still talk to my friend as normal . it is because he/she is my friend. so friends tetap friends jugak kan. secondly, i'll try to why its like a sudden changed since the guy came. it is because i care for my friends and i'll just comment my own friend for the best .</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-1835890920692273950?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-12368406872864159312011-02-04T02:16:00.003+08:002011-02-04T02:16:44.989+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">yes of course .</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-1236840687286415931?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-82809001017327294322011-02-04T02:16:00.001+08:002011-02-04T02:16:34.404+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">i'll find a solution .. haha</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-8280900101732729432?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-26896237243984963182011-02-01T22:45:00.001+08:002011-02-01T22:45:29.732+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">yes ! it is because you can teach me alot of things that you can do . :D</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-2689623724398496318?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-75780551487325403622011-02-01T22:44:00.003+08:002011-02-01T22:44:27.171+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">phoenix !</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-7578055148732540362?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-49389212300732505182011-02-01T22:44:00.001+08:002011-02-01T22:44:09.922+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">popeyes ! why ? want to treat me huh ? LOL ! jk</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-4938921230073250518?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-71884609645115217412011-02-01T22:43:00.001+08:002011-02-01T22:43:39.722+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">yes you should ! ^__^ cause its gonnabe better than ipad 1. hehehehe~</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-7188460964511521741?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-9128047287704141862011-02-01T01:41:00.003+08:002011-02-01T02:20:09.813+08:00its 0145am. everyone in the house is already sleeping and snoring except for my brother who is still not home yet and myself here typing. 15 minutes ago, i was on the phone with my boyfriend. oh,i met him yesterday since his off day(which is for a day in a week, so little!) first, we went to Singapore Nursing Board to get my nursing licence card ready and paid 70bucks for just the licence card(damn). p/s: i find it wasting for paying such an amount for just a small card? anyway, its useful for a nurse. i get my licence now and i should actually be proud to have one. :D ok back to my story.. ermm, so i called boyfriend to pick me under my block last minute. it was really cocked up. thanks to me. :/ cause in the first place, i thought i can go alone and meet him at Toa Payoh so from there, we can go kim keat together. but i suddenly feel so lazy to go alone by taking public transport. so yea, called qal to come and pick me and he sounded like angry cause everything was like a last minute and yesssssss, i made him rush. of course, i feel so bad. :/ only God knows how am i feeling on that particular time.<br /><br />again, last minute from him. he says that he needs to go traffic police to settle something and it was an office hours timing. the time shown is at 3 plus that time. i am in a rush to Singapore Nursing Board because it is also an office hour timing. but i must die die get it asap cause im applying for work soon. so now, both places that we want to go are clash. but i knew from the start to get my things settle doesnt took so long and i believe, there is still enough time to settle his things by then. but he insisted and kept saying that there is not much time left with a heavy traffic road. unfortunately, i don't know how to ride a bike. if only i know, i will ride the bike and bring him to settle his things asap. it is really a heartpain when he show me long face which is so obvious plus doesnt talk to me at all and only God knows how guilty i feel! :/ i seriously dont know what else to do or say besides keeping quiet with the feeling of guilt and apologizing. i feel so damn a spoiler that has ruin everything. ok just drop the topic..<br /><br />so after that, went to jalan kayu to have our early dinner and i know boyfriend is super duper hungry. so i brought him to eat and i had murtabak mutton with tea tarik while he ate nasi goreng mamak with ice water. something happen while waiting for our food to be sent to us and i dont wish to elaborate here. after we finish eating, we have a heart to heart talk. like seriously, i feel so tense when he kept reminding me and commented about my attitude and stuff. you know its irritating to here the same thing again and again,but somehow, it make sense to me. i just over there need to listen and trying my best to change for the better. well, he is the first guy who commented about my attitude and such. i am grateful to have him as my boyfriend. it is because, he taught me alot of things from his nagging. i still love him anyway. (:<br /><br />we then proceed to punggol park but its actually sengkang riverside park if im not wrong. it stops raining and my wish is granted! ;D so we find a place to seat and to relax our mind at the same time. cause both of us are so stress with life and something personal. so yes, im feeling much better after that. mama called and asked him to come down and meet her at her house and so he sent me home immediately. reached home at 9pm. see,i've changed. i don't wanna go home so late now. i want to take care of my parents feelings and not to make them worry much about my whereabouts. showed my parents my licence card and yea, they didnt say anything. very sad. ):<br /><br />now, i understand the meaning of love and also relationships. it was never easy. both have to commit and share things out. no secrets between each other and always remember your loved ones and willing to sacrifice anything for soemone. im glad to have a boyfriend like haiqal cause he is the true man and always being patience towards me. i love you very very very much, qal. <3 thanks for teaching me alot of things from love to life and life to love. your my awesome boyfriend!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-912804728770414186?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-43566160896569556122011-01-29T18:56:00.002+08:002011-01-29T20:28:56.204+08:00celebrated babyboy's birthday on the 27th Jan 2011. i hope he enjoyed his birthday this year with me. but Im pretty sure he will appreciate it very much cause all the treats and everything is by my own effort. Anyways, im the first girl who make surprises and celebrate his special day for 19 years of living. he must be very glad to have me in his life. Lol! :p<br /><br />but unfortunately, we didnt take picture of the cake and everything! yes, wasted! :( cause we were too busy enjoying the whole day together. but its okay.. as long as he never forget his big day forever with me. hope this would be his unforgettable ones. <3<br /><br />dear haiqal, seriously, you are the best i ever had. i thanked Allah for sending you, my love. you are still here &amp; never get tired of loving me. you were the one who entered my life when i feel like shut love out of my life. cause to me, all guys are just the same. i thought you are going to be the same like the jerks out there, but eventually, you are not like what i thought. you've prove me wrong and i've misjudged you. you've shown me how much i mean to you. im sorry if im always the one who starts the unneccesary fights and my nuisance. you're my happiness, i couldn't imagine life without you. i will stay by your side as long as i live. i want to be your most favourite girl that is hard for you to say goodbye. saty with me, don't go. i love you so much haiqal.<3<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-4356616089656955612?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-70829753354279170812011-01-28T23:38:00.005+08:002011-01-28T23:38:27.487+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">there's alot...</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-7082975335427917081?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-41305605514107803532011-01-28T23:38:00.003+08:002011-01-28T23:38:12.604+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">yes i do. (:</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-4130560551410780353?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-36511327239116621632011-01-28T23:38:00.001+08:002011-01-28T23:38:03.473+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">can suck blood! if i were a vampire, i will suck people's blood who makes me mad!</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-3651132723911662163?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-6320231063444781382011-01-28T23:36:00.005+08:002011-01-28T23:36:53.953+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">NOT TO BE WITH SOME JERKS WHO SPOIL EVERYTHING !</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-632023106344478138?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-11988947823875960012011-01-28T23:36:00.003+08:002011-01-28T23:36:20.854+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">funny babies video sleeping.. HAHA</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-1198894782387596001?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-11558904113589643682011-01-28T23:36:00.001+08:002011-01-28T23:36:01.321+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">not too hot and not to cold</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-1155890411358964368?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-26736681547441770042011-01-28T23:35:00.001+08:002011-01-28T23:35:29.737+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">somewhere that have something fun to do</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-2673668154744177004?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-1951062954798735742011-01-28T22:09:00.005+08:002011-01-28T22:09:46.781+08:00Ask me anything <a href="http://formspring.me/lienna07" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/lienna07</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-195106295479873574?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-38124969538379195382011-01-28T22:09:00.003+08:002011-01-28T22:09:36.227+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">your call ? huh ?</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-3812496953837919538?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-69511235262790451112011-01-28T22:09:00.001+08:002011-01-28T22:09:25.056+08:00<p class="formspringmeAnswer">HEHEHE . rinduuuuu sgtsgt !</p><p class="formspringmeFooter"> <a href="http://www.formspring.me/lienna07?utm_medium=social&utm_source=blogger&utm_campaign=shareanswer">Ask me anything</a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-6951123526279045111?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-70963874296808265712011-01-20T01:36:00.005+08:002011-01-20T02:15:45.161+08:00Haiqal just collected his bike (our baby) 2 days ago if im not wrong. our baby just re-newed and i love his new look! its back to original color. but whatever it is, i prefer the current colour than the previous.<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563958667566420290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTcm7dVAkUI/AAAAAAAACKM/NP_L0MZykp0/s400/Photo1336.jpg" /><br /><br /><div align="center">our baby is on the left one, anyway.<br /></div><br /><br /><br />on the same day, i was invited to celebrate his step siblings' for birthday. Happy 10th Birthday, Putri! (: Will buy for her present soon!^^<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTcl1-eSJRI/AAAAAAAACKE/QdJaK7EaH3E/s1600/Photo1337.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563957473872848146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTcl1-eSJRI/AAAAAAAACKE/QdJaK7EaH3E/s400/Photo1337.jpg" /></a> Thanks mama for inviting me! :D Next will be his mum's birthday!</p><br /><p>Ok, suddenly I don't have the mood to blog. So I'll just keep it short. We then proceed to al-ameen after bid goodbye to his family. After al-ameen we proceed to Woodlands Civic Centre Mcdonalds to chill with Haiqal's friends. Its my first time chilling such places with some unknown people. Im sorry cause Im not in the mood being friendly that particular time. I dont know why. So anyway, we make a move first since Haiqal needs to help his friend at whampoa whose bike can't start at all. </p><p><br /></p><p><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTcp_RtNCQI/AAAAAAAACKU/UCeW4S3N_g4/s1600/Photo1338.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563962031701035266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTcp_RtNCQI/AAAAAAAACKU/UCeW4S3N_g4/s400/Photo1338.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTcqI0o_bOI/AAAAAAAACKc/7hq86e7wTv4/s1600/Photo1342.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563962195697429730" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTcqI0o_bOI/AAAAAAAACKc/7hq86e7wTv4/s400/Photo1342.jpg" /></a></p><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-7096387429680826571?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-42757107540446501392011-01-19T02:54:00.003+08:002011-01-19T04:50:05.620+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTX7YyILABI/AAAAAAAACJ8/d6jWGqsl1M8/s1600/mtrp.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563629317877596178" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTX7YyILABI/AAAAAAAACJ8/d6jWGqsl1M8/s400/mtrp.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TTX3FnbfdSI/AAAAAAAACJ0/ICyXORWZKbE/s1600/mtrp.bmp"></a>I LOVE THIS HAIQAL!<br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-4275710754044650139?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-69594223236948668602011-01-16T04:39:00.003+08:002011-01-16T05:17:49.329+08:00Its going to be 5am so soon. im still awake but i texted boyfriend around 3.18am that im off to sleep. i didnt mean to lie but i just dont want him worry so much abt me. plus, i dont feel like sleeping cause my mind is not at ease.<br /><br />i'm feeling very depressed right now.<br /><br />im very glad to have Haiqal. Im very lucky to be his girlfriend. i thanked Allah for giving this gift to me. (':<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-6959422323694866860?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-75528298321625853082011-01-14T20:08:00.001+08:002011-01-14T20:09:42.849+08:00<span style="font-size:180%;">I am supposed to go for th job interview today but i did not turn up cause im feeling unwell! ): Why must be today?! Arghhhhh!</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Damn you fever, sorethroat and flu!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-7552829832162585308?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-64954937618478713202011-01-13T02:20:00.001+08:002011-01-13T04:31:11.286+08:00Im hoping to get the job at famous amos cookie. Will be calling the manager/supervisor of famos amos later for arrangement for a job interview. Thank God, its a Malay lady. Hopefully, everything goes well for me. Wish me luck! (;<br /><br />Im nervous because i have no working experience before so i may not know anything? But i hope, this job is easy. But according to boyfriend, he said that its gonnabe an easy job. relaxing. well, i hope for that too. :/ whatever it is, all the best to me yo!<br /><br />Assalamualaikum<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-6495493761847871320?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-72267012164230867852011-01-12T17:48:00.006+08:002011-01-13T02:29:59.015+08:00Have you ever feel like in this world, there are only two person and that is just you and your lover? Have you ever feel like you live so long w your lover eventhough its only a month? Have you ever feel so special when you're w your lover? well, that is how im feeling when im always w my awesomest boyfriend!^^<br /><br />I feel so secure whenever he's by my side. what more can i ask for? he's totally the best i ever had! :D<br /><br />we went out again 2 days ago. this time, we went to east side. took 168 bus from woodlands interchange. sadly, we didnt get to sit together cause the rest was all chosen. ): walked ard tampiness one and century square. Chilling at Mccafe and bought large double chocolate w cheesecake.<br /><br /><br /><br /><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3tIeSWegI/AAAAAAAACI0/GmRcu2e3k44/s1600/Photo1108.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561361844697201154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3tIeSWegI/AAAAAAAACI0/GmRcu2e3k44/s400/Photo1108.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3uVUYN2-I/AAAAAAAACI8/EoL8M5IsUgk/s1600/Photo1109.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561363164887374818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3uVUYN2-I/AAAAAAAACI8/EoL8M5IsUgk/s400/Photo1109.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3uce1YFQI/AAAAAAAACJE/YKQ5ohtzCcU/s1600/Photo1114.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561363287953118466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3uce1YFQI/AAAAAAAACJE/YKQ5ohtzCcU/s400/Photo1114.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vKdSsidI/AAAAAAAACJM/-7AbtRb_b9Q/s1600/Photo1118.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561364077813205458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vKdSsidI/AAAAAAAACJM/-7AbtRb_b9Q/s400/Photo1118.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vTI4LdpI/AAAAAAAACJU/o1WYIv7JnCU/s1600/Photo1117.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561364226952099474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vTI4LdpI/AAAAAAAACJU/o1WYIv7JnCU/s400/Photo1117.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vfUWGXTI/AAAAAAAACJc/NyIh5mCFdDA/s1600/Photo1134.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561364436188814642" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vfUWGXTI/AAAAAAAACJc/NyIh5mCFdDA/s400/Photo1134.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vnasSA-I/AAAAAAAACJk/ZdwOk6oqzhI/s1600/Photo1137.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561364575331419106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vnasSA-I/AAAAAAAACJk/ZdwOk6oqzhI/s400/Photo1137.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vyRh59fI/AAAAAAAACJs/-WUrXG3PykA/s1600/Photo1155.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561364761850541554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS3vyRh59fI/AAAAAAAACJs/-WUrXG3PykA/s400/Photo1155.jpg" /></a><br />There are alot of pictures taken while on our way home. (: seriously, he's the first guy that i met who loves taking pictures! ^^ yay! ada teman! *^^*</p><p>Reached home at 11pm. Its always the same timing. -.-" Wash up and talked to mum and sister at the living room. I swear, i really miss having a conversation w my mum and w my sister ard. Eversince my sister got married, we seldomly had this long conversation together. I feel so happy when my sister is around. Only God knows how much I miss talking and joking w her. Since Abg Az is working night shift yesterday, sister offer me to sleep w her yesterday night! So i went in to her room and before we went to sleep, we watched a movie "Ngankung". Seriously its a scary but funny movie. But halfway there, my sister fell asleep. -.-"</p><p>I wish today I get to sleep w her again!</p><p>Assalamualaikum.<br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-7226701216423086785?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-52780389686195887842011-01-11T00:02:00.007+08:002011-01-12T17:47:03.064+08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS13_DRIaWI/AAAAAAAACIs/FCUyWyMeAA8/s1600/Photo1116.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561233039965055330" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS13_DRIaWI/AAAAAAAACIs/FCUyWyMeAA8/s400/Photo1116.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TS107SdMwmI/AAAAAAAACIk/xfwl912HgFY/s1600/Photo1116.jpg"></a><br /><div><div>Hi! Just came back and i had so much fun w my awesome babyboy just now! ^^ </div><br /><div>Babyboy surprised me w a Winnie The Pooh bear! :D Its a gift from him for our 1st monthsary! I feel so embarrased cause he surprised me in front of everyone! But thank you so much lovely boyfriend! Im so glad to have you cause you always know how to make me smile again. and of course, he gave me a small card saying 'sorry' cause he doesnt go breakfast w me. Awww.. its okay baby. There's always a next time. (:</div><br /><div>We proceed to town. This time we took train. Omg! I can't stop laughing w him! Until my tummy hurts! I saw him doing stupid facial expression while i was looking at myself in the reflection and suddenly my eyes happened to look at him through the reflection, and then i burst out laughing. Its so embarassing cause i seriously laugh out loud in the train! Hahahahaha.. But i had fun laughing together.<br /><br />We had our lunch together at Cahaya Restaurant. I had carrot cake w green tea and he had his fried rice w pepsi. Poor him. He must be so hungry.. So I treated him for lunch. After that, we walked out and follow him to have his smoke break and went back in and walked around far east. </div><br /><div>Reached home around 11pm. </div><br /><div>Im meeting him tomorrow again. Yay!</div><div> </div><div>Assalamualaikum.</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-5278038968619588784?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-9001324327156485622011-01-10T11:32:00.005+08:002011-01-12T17:46:21.933+08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TSp-Em6nV2I/AAAAAAAACIU/ii1hdNacjPM/s1600/Photo1020.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560395307573270370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nCCMfQyMlc0/TSp-Em6nV2I/AAAAAAAACIU/ii1hdNacjPM/s400/Photo1020.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Good morning! Its 11.40am. Today marks my 1st monthsary with babyboy! ^^I should be eating breakfast with babyboy today but he is still sleeping at home! ): Well, he promised me yesterday that he will bring me out the whole day of today and spend time together. <div></div>):<br /></div><div>Okay, babyboy just called me. Still have the cheek to say I did not wake him up and only received 1 missed call. The fact is I missed call him alot of times! Grr! But nervermind, Im going out to meet him later! (:</div><div></div><div>I just had my breakfast w mum. Had one prata O, one prata egg and one prata cheese! Ok, perangai tamak! Hehehehe.. But all thanks to mum for wining my heart back. (: sayang mummy!</div><div></div><div>Today is also the first day of school for ITE students. I miss school. ): Can I go back to school again?</div><div></div><div>Okay, i need to get ready to meet sayang. will update again on the next post once i reached home. </div><div></div><div>HAPPY 1ST MONTHSARY TO US !:D</div><div></div><div></div><div>Assalamualaikum.</div><div></div><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-900132432715648562?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-91624955112804595982011-01-09T21:47:00.001+08:002011-01-09T21:47:27.526+08:00Ask me anything <a href="http://formspring.me/lienna07" target="_blank">http://formspring.me/lienna07</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-9162495511280459598?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8425160446982094823.post-42585489929633993482011-01-08T08:05:00.006+08:002011-01-09T23:10:19.886+08:00I deleted all my previous post and past. Frankly speaking, its not needed at all. But, its still the same account. So, lets start a fresh and new! ^^<br /><br />I miss blogging, I swear. (: Looks like I have to do something with my blog.<br /><br />There's too much to mention eversince Im away. Since Im so free now, I shall blog all the things out.<br /><br />When I was on MIA from blog, my life was very awesome! I love each and every pieces of my life. Although there is sometimes ups and downs, but I tried to keep smiling. Because I have someone special in my life who make me smile everyday. He is very special to me. He opens my heart and he is the one that cures my broken-heart. He's better than the best, close to perfect. (: I never even thought that I will fall in love with this person who used to be a stranger but end up being together. At first, I didnt realize him but he's been observing me duing the YOG 2010 moments. I know I look so horrible that particular time but I have no idea why he's really into me. Maybe, love at first sight? But whatever it is, my instinct says, he is the one who can bring me to happiness and knows the real meaning of love.<br /><br />He is a sweet guy. I mean really really sweet-type of guy. He is very nice, kind, loving, caring, funny and of course, cute! Sometimes, I just can't stand his silly jokes which makes me burst out laughing non-stop. Sometimes his nonsense jokes can be so funny to me. He is such a loveliest boy.<br /><br />10/12/2010; is the official date that we are together. Im so happy, of course! :D I wont forget this date and that moment. He make me cry, surprised, blush and happy. Those were all the unforgettable moment. (:<br /><br />On 05/01/2011, he met with an accident. I was out with my bestfriend, Sabrena at AMK Hub. I received his call at 5plus in the evening and he told me that he met with an accident. Im so shocked and I immediately went to Boon Keng and meet him. Thank God, he's alright but just some abrasions at his left leg and left hand over the shin area. On my way to Boon Keng, Im so worried like crazy. In my mind, I just thinking about him and how he's coping with the pain. When I reached the place, I search for him and I bet he must be feeling so touched when I came down. It hurts me alot to see him hurt. )': Fxcking idiot malay driver who hit him and run. Fuck you! I swear you get caught and sued! You make other people's life in danger and difficult, asshole! Heartless!<br /><br />Only God knows how much I love him. I must really thanked God cause I've met my Mr. Right, finally!<br /><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;">Only you who can make me smile and happy. Only you who has the key to my heart. You are my heart and soul. Sometimes all I really want is to sit next to you, talk crap with you,laugh with you and plan the future with you eventhough we are not certain if the plans will happen, just planning would be fine. I want to fall in love with you over and over again. I love you, Muhammad Haiqal Bin Hattif! xx.</span><br /><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">I just finished my school in Nitec in Nursing on 17 december 2010. The last 3 days of school have to come back to school for pre-graduation and I get to meet my classmate again! (: I miss each and everyone of them especially sabb and ikin. Get to snap afew pictures with them and my CA.<br />Gonna miss the whole lot of them. The memories will always be kept in my heart forever.<br /><br />So now, i gotta start working life. I may not be used to working life since i have no experience. I dont know how am I going to go for interviews and so. Im also turning 19 years old this year. Can be consider as independent time. Hopefully, I dont regret whatever i've choosen. InsyaAllah, amiin.<br /><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8425160446982094823-4258548992963399348?l=liennabonc.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lienna Akachanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09029957764407031714noreply@blogger.com0