this was no chicken. this was evil manifest.

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.

Pesta Sukan

Sunday, August 26, 2007 4:58 PM

The Sports festival thing in the outdoor stadium was fun. Prior going on the bus, some of the AJKs of photography club - Syaz, Jerold, Zatil, Mira and I - tagged behind Zazu minutes before we went to our buses with our respected BEs. An impromptu meeting, strutted up and down from the dining hall to the Admin block to get Cg Munah's signature of approval for our EPs.

And we found out that Cg Munah can make ~~lame jokes too~~ puns. Hah. But I have to say that her pun was good, really. ~~Lame but good~~.

So we had used the time the other students used to get energized and their attendance taken for getting all prepared for the EPs and whatnot, therein we didn't have time to eat only a mere 5 minutes to eat before we were set to go. Siiigh. Nonetheless it was fun walking around and earning a sprained ankle during the process. I've been having a lot of sprained ankles accidents this year. More accident-prone, as Sammy calls it. :D

In the bus, us of BE10 were combined with those of BE9 and Jeremy was in the bus with us and coincidentally he sat beside me. HAH. Then we had a nice chat. We insulted the one or two prefects who sat behind us chattering around at their loudest and lewdly and also paedophilic in the most subtle way we could in English.

Haaahahaha. Thanks Jeremy for making the journey entertaining. And yes, NOW you know why "some Malay girls are afraid of some Malay guys"! xDDDD Shit, man. I love your black humour!

Stayed with Jeremy for a while until he decided to ditch the place. HAH. I love this man's guts. I would've wanted to if Jack Sparrow wasn't there. And Mira, please, I am soooo not in love with him. I just think I'm falling for him, but I'm not quite sure about that too. But one thing's for sure was that us from Ph club didn't sit down from the time we arrived till the closure of the whole ceremony. Phewh!
And that is why I didn't manage to blog about yesterday yesterday. But then... there were other reasons too personal that it might break me again.

I had my moments with Jack Sparrow around, quite short moments though. I don't mind that but what I do mind and will hit myself again is the fact that I so fucken missed my fricken chance to watch him all wet under the pouring rain, with rainwater trickling down his face to his chin, his nose and his... liipppssssss. All drenched in all mighty power of sexiness of the heavy rain! Oh RAWR! xDD Oh damn I'm feeling horny! Haaaaa~ This part should not be viewed by underaged children.

I... am calm... and I am... not fangirling. Need to remain calm. Need to stop thinking of Jack's chest rising and falling as he heaved in the humid air and his deep dark orbs scanned around and not to forget how wet hair that sticks to a man's neck could be so sexy. Damn, yo.

Too bad that he had to go down to get covered. But still nonetheless the remaining ranwater still continued to trickle down from his hair so the sheer sexiness still remains. :D

It rained twice but the second time he didn't choose to stand under the rain. Ceh. Too bad. This gets me thinking whether he has other "secret admirers" excluding me. He has got to have other ~~rabid fangirls~~ secret admirers! That sexiness is not there for nothing ya know!

Okay enough for Jack Sparrow's hotness and moving on to the story. Oh yeah, there were other hot guys too. Like when Zazu, Syaz, Adib and I went down to the field but couldn't since it rained and the sports event was temporarily held back till the rain subsides, as we passed by I caught seeing some... few hot guys there. Very few. But they were too young for meeee. Some were young but at least they were taller than me.

Back to the genuine story, Zazu being the president and held the responsibilty of his other ~~minions~~ ~~slaves~~ comrades he soon found out that we were lost. We couldn't go back up. The path we used earlier ago was impassable due to the rain. But eventually after a few failed attempts we finally found the stairs. Then we took more pictures~

The second time it rained we were moved to Gate 2 where there was the roof thing. And by then all of us we drained and almost lifeless so us from Ph club didn't take much photos of the closure. The sky grew grey as the rain won't stop, then when everything was put to an end we were to go to find MD's buses.

Unfortunately for Mira, Jerold, some two random guys and two girls and me we were lost. We couldn't find the bus at all. We walked around half of the stadium and another half again searching for the damned buses. However eventually we did and by then I thought fate hates us since the MD buses were full and I sprained the muscles around my thigh after some... fangirling incident. Yes, I finally saw Jack Sparrow wholly wet dripping everywhere and simply hot slash sexy. HAAAAAAAA~

Then Mira and I got to a bus which was nearly full and had Zimah and her new gang with us. So along the way us who were at the back of the bus almost had our stomachs bursting out the insides cackling and laughing at their lame jokes. Yup, that was a good closure for the day. But too bad I forgot most of their names though; I could only remember Zul wushu Zul, Zul PGGMB & Nuar and the other two's names cannot I remember.

Haaah. Then I fell asleep after I got home. Dead. Like a log. Or something more dead than a log. A carcass? Naah. I'll leave it at that. BYE!

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