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.

first day; cold is a bitch

Saturday, October 13, 2007 11:34 PM

And what was left of today is the smell of buah tarap stuck on my freezing fingers. Have I told you that I couldn't stop myself from sniffing them now and then? You can't blame me, buah tarap is sweet and...it's... sweet. And yellow too.

Raya. Today is the start of this year's raya. First thing I saw as we got to the road : hot white burnniinngg light that I swear can melt my eyes.

~~Most~~ All the cars are squeaky clean and probably varnished with too much wax. I had to squint my eyes to see the persons inside at least one car. Alah kerita sultan wah ulihnya.

Like any other first days of Raya we'll be at granny's, take some family photos, eat, layan urang, eat, talk while eating, fight with the guys for a bit before settling down with food. I think I feel myself gain a little bit more weight. Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitttttttttttt.

All day I was cranky, sick, should be bedridden but was not, dying.

We went to three houses and it felt like "OMGNOWAII DID WE? Oh shiiizzzz :O". Sorta like that.

From 1 till 10, my nose never had no tissue stuck in it. Thanks to that, I have a rash under my nose. The red rash under my nose is so sexy. It's IN! srsly.

Oh and I notice that the only thing I've ever eaten from the nine hour long journey was purely entirely chocolate. I am sooo suffering the consequences by tomorrow morning. Fook.

I know this might sound so sad, but heck whatever i'm still proud of it anyway. Overall I have a total of $3 from the ang pau given. (Y)

By the time I got home, I was slightly tired but played with fireworks nonetheless.

One word of advice : When lighting up a firework, do NOT lose focus when working with a lighting...lighter. Or else, you'll be seeing a halfly cooked thumb, which will continue to be painful for a full 3 hours.

Hmm, that's all that's left in my mind. Now I'm wondering if I cold go to Zimah's open house tomorrow. I hope si love ada during the openhouse. That is, if I can come.

Till then people, go easy on the Kuih Tapak Kuda. I don't want my readers to die.

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