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PROFILE ►
I cried "corn beef" in a demonic voice in front of people I'd just met. If that tells you anything about me...
Other than that, the name is Nabilah Johari who goes by her days embarrassing friends with her shameless antics.
the first entry


Hah. Oh my gooooddd... I'm so tired right now.

I just came out of the shower and dressed up. And before I came back home around 8 pm, I was in 'supposedly' Zimah's car from Naz's place. It's her birthday today!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAAAZZZ~!!

It was all a last-minute plan but what the hell, ‘twas great day. The plan began in the morning when I was sitting in front of my laptop, with that blank ‘duuuhhhh’ face. ‘Cause there was something bothering me that time. Then I had a ‘light bulb’ moment. I clapped my hands together and said ‘Ah! Nasrul’s little sister’s birthday is today!’

So I texted him saying something along the lines ‘Oh hey tell your sister happy birthday okay? And did you buy her a Barbie doll? Have you decided yet?’ and yadaa yadaa…

Then it clicked me again that today is 30th May which is also Yap’s birthday!

While in the verge of texting a birthday greeting to Yap, it clicked to me again! Naz’s birthday!!

So I forgot to write Yap the birthday greeting which I did hours later. Happy birthday Amirah (Nasrul’s lil sis) and Yap!! Instead, I wrote Naz a birthday greeting! Our chit chats blossomed from my 'happy birthday Naz you old hag!' to Naz's 'oh thank you thank you' to her invitation to her home for some party.


I accepted it. But I wanted to check if anyone other than me are coming. It turned out that Dzar, Fif and her JIS friend were gonna be there. Nyeh. Couldn't care less. Thus I invited Zimah and Zati. The latter-said didn't give her response to me and actually finally told me when me and Zimah were going. Bleh, bureenng.

When we got there around... 3 pm I think, Zimah proposed that we should wait up outside in the car with the music - something I don't remember what by Akon - fullblast. Then my ever self-conscious friend, Zimah, told me to misscall Naz.

I called her from outside then she rejected my call. Meh. And when we came in, it was actually that they were having a recital. Oh my god, sorry Naz! I hate myself.

So yeah, OH!! I'll skip that doa part and move on to the food!! Eeee~ The food were delish! I loove the spaghetti Naz made! It was nyummylicious! I obsereved and scanned the ingredients in it and I found that it had spaghetti (Yeah, right on Captain Obvious), onions, meat, crab meat, black pepper and such. And then there was... sushi.

"I came here for the sushi."

"And me for the spaghetti."

"And er... you too, Naz..."

Those quotes were taken from our little conversations and useless too. I just felt like typing them AH well. I'm bored as hell right now.

Skipping the food part, I wanna talk about my friends several failed attempts on persuading me to play DDR. Nyeh. I was strong-willed that time and stalling. So yeah I didn't danced. I just don't wanna embarass myself in front of you pros!

Dzar went home first, then Fifah and er... Nadya I think her name is. All who were left were Zimah and I. We stayed there till 8 pm. *thumbs up* We wasted time played Twister! Like oh my god! It was sooo fun that time! Me, always giving in first in every game. And everyone struggling to not fall on their butts. It's funny though.

Zimah kept on having 'sexy' poses. Hah. I even took pictures of her in those 'sexy' poses. However... it wasn't my camera. Was Naz's. Nyeh. I was screaming like a woman in labour 'cause my ankle was leant by Naz's brother's head! It hurt!! And I was in a critical pose too! Urgh... My hands went dead on the spot. -_-

So I lost agin HOWEVER I was the second to give in! *thumbs up* =DD

AH WELL. so much for my first enrty.

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