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.

start with a tug at the heartstrings

Saturday, February 9, 2008 3:02 PM

I spilled the beans to a buddy of mine. Great. Here I thought I could do fine without it. Pffft, I'm such a loser. Oh, and too baaaad haha X) Iiissh, I don't like you! You get to drive earlier than me!

The house is more peaceful without anyone in. I feel more peaceful without anyone in. How I wish it could last forever. For the record, uhuh I am being emo - my mind is clouded with thoughts that the world is out to get me *damsel in distress pose under a single white light*.

It's a shame that there's a possibility that no one'll be willing to send me to Neesa's party tomorrow. As for her G themed party, my imagination'd had run dry a few days ago. Besides I have Maths tuition in the morning. You wouldn't expect me to dress up ridiculous in class with people from other schools to witness how screwy I am.

Hell no.

Today, Saturday I went home early. Because most of the gang are off to ICC for another set of uni hunting -- wait, it's about the available scholarships right? Ahh, I've lost all hope since yesterday. Damn her. She can be fucking tactless.

OHGODOHGODOHGOD SKIINNNSSS.

TWO more days baby! Maxxie always brings up a smile on my face. A sad-faced Maxxie is even more lovely!

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Okay I've finally taken my time narrowing down the universities available and goes well with my subjects. Like I said before University of East Anglia had caught my eye and well... I like it. Pointless as it is, so what la.

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Note to self; do not eat soto for lunch break or any time when you're hungry. They make you sleepy and full like a snake who had feasted over a fat fat rat.

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