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Oh hello. I am Narah and I am 18. Dark chocolates,marshmallows and novels are my favorite things.

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Tuesday, December 2, 2008

Missing someone isn't about how long its been since you've seen them or the amount of time since you last talked. Its about that very moment when you're doing something, & you wish they were right there with you.

woooooots.
today was a frustrating fun frustrating day.
hahs.
woke up at 6SIXENAM am in the bloody morning, prayed, then mandi-ed at 630. siap2....den make brkfast. allllll bcos ade appointment with someone. supposed to meet that someone at bloody 8EIGHTLAPAN in the morning..but guess how freakingfuckingfreaking long i waited, till bloody 3 pm in the aftrn. no calls.no msges. i hate that lady. as i was seeing her for the first time, i thought of leaving a gd impression,being all primmed up. BUT, she has left an extremely badbad impression on me. & i was soooo close to calling her & scolding her ass off. oh well. then decided to just go to granny's place...walking past tamp mart...walking past mac, walking past watsons, walking past KFC, walking past Prima Deli, i was soooooooooooooo emotional. like, all those memories of walking/jumping/running/banging with my dearestdearest friends just surfaces up..haishh.i miss all those freaks. oh well, den, wen i went out of nenek's house to take lift, i saw that same guy who was high the other day & stood so close to me at tt same lift landing. i just thank GOD i was with my sister & there were a few mly construction wrkers there...cos the look i saw on his face wen he saw me & recognised me is still terrorizing my head now man. den went we got down, he kept on whistling from the 8th storey. took the risk & turned, HE CAN BLOODY HELL HAVE THE FREAKING CHEEK TO WAVE??!!! sheesh. luckilylucky,he didnt look high like tt day sia. but boy was he tallll man. ohkay, den went to afghan. skaliskali, nk jln balik, got caught in the heavyheavyheavyberat rain. hahs..at first was raining la..den, me & sis decided to just walk & mandi hujan.hahs fun tauuu.psl da lameeee skali tk buat. hahs. heading off to airport tmr...on Faliq's recommendation to scour for freaking jobs. insyaallah dapat eh! hahs.
ayts. enough of typing at this witching hour.gotta get fcukingbeauty slp.haha.
gdbyes~

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