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.

MARCH UPDATE

Wednesday, March 5, 2008 5:46 PM

Hah, no March updates. I am so sorry!

So,

A quick summary of this week so far.

I foresee inproductivity in EAS class for a long long time. Maybe I could see the time wasted in class to make up lost time on sleeping. Orrr, find work to do. And Miss Zari's less uptight now :]

Speaking of her, she came up to me around 2 in the afternoon with a distressed look - she was looking for a chairperson and a timekeeper. And I just had to say "Oh, no, I'm going home around 4" when I could easily slip away from her clutches.

In the end, the last minute chairperson was me, and Nuar, who fell for the bait too, was the timekeeper. I swear she's doing this on purpose. I'm completely aware that she wanted to assist but... lkasdhgdkasljh. And mark my words, I will be another last minute replacement for something sooner or later.

EAS class is just... fun-ish. Chronologically I was the last minute speaker, yet another last minute speaker, last minute replacement of something I can't remember, and now the last minute chairperson. I'm not gonna lie that I feel proud for odd reasons. HAHA. All to kill my low self esteem issues.

Maybe I should make a thank you card to her. For all her help. I owe her big time. She's the bestest teacher as far as I can remember --- I hope she doesn't read my blog.

This week's been a fxcked up one for some unfortunate others. I wonder if things'll end for them in a less dramatic melancholic fin.

[sniff sniff] I smell food. I uh... anyway, Socio's been manageable. I like the topic. And for some odd reason I feel like Chris. Speaking of Chris, AHMAGHAADD EEEE OMG NOOO!! WHO THE PUCK?! And Maxxie, he breathes and my soul flutters.

ELit. I'm captain of the delivery section, also playing as, the kissass, Gonerill. Note to self : Lose the accent. Lose the fugly accent. LASDHGLKASDH;DSJG And Gonerill just had to have long lines. Mr Peter said that once we're done with the whole play the class might be acting it out in front of the BEs. Fuck.

I have stagefright issues wah.

So uh, that's... all?

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