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.

out of love

Thursday, October 4, 2007 7:47 PM

They're my family, even if I never wanted to admit that, but I do think they are.

I'm sorry, but that first bit was not even related to anything... that I will blog about. Yesterday, had Maaathhhssss (shakes fist in fury) Why must I attend that boring painstaking class yesterday?? the boringness of it all can kill, I kid you not.

After school was funny. Hamiz kept on clinging onto Juzai's leg screaming, "Big Brrrrooooo, don't goooo!! Stay heeerreeeeeee!". That kid is a stalking maniac, or a maniacal stalker.

I lied. Hamiz didn't actually say that, but from his clinging-ness(dies of bad vocab) he was saying it. It was cute, hearing him saying Abaaaaannngg. HAH. Kakaaa nada. I feel hurt. Hamiz doesn't like me anymore. I'll find another kid to be loved.

......

I sound like a pedophile. Good griefs. I need my meds now.

Stayed there till 2 and fell dead on my bed(Neeessaaa, I got rhyme-d too!) till it's time to be fed. (shoots herself for rhyming)

And the aftermath? Well we still think the Hamiz and Juzai thing is cute.

Okay, till next entry~ Please bring any cutleries on Saturday to school. We need to ~~kill~~ bash a certain someone for a messed, already impromptu, plan.

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