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.

Call me schizo, but I'll always have each other.

Wednesday, October 22, 2008 7:51 PM

Let's see.

I once pretended to fly, but my foot slipped and kicked the glass off the window. Second time I never trusted my fingers ever again after (here's a fine one) the thick folded piece of paper flew to the teacher's eye (the history of my bad aiming goes faaar back). Sebanarnya kan melastik urang di dapan -_-' who was by the way just a meter away.

Twice you took the blame and both times I didn't dare to thank you. I felt ashamed yet grateful to have someone like you in my circle.

You are one of the few I look up to.

And happy birthday, Kah. :)
Goodluck with the A's.

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