


Yadayadayada...
Nabil ; " You, help me. Favour favour. "
Me ; " whatt ? "
Nabil ; " Go down, and open your front door. "
Me ; *looking down from room* " huh ? why ? I don't see anything. Don't play around lahh. "
Nabil ; " Go now ! "
Me ; " oh okay " *hung up*
The phone rang again. Pick up, it was gf. She asked me where I am, and said I was at home. Then, hung up again.
Me ; *open the door* "ohhmyyygoddd ! " with bulging eyes.
Gf ; *holding onto a cake* " Happy Birthday ! "
Was speechless. I was blissed and touched at the same time. So, I managed to laugh hard and ended up crying at the doorstep.
In the morning, I was walking to school and it was Nabil who surprised me under my block with presents. Then at night, it was dear gf. I was touched, again. For the second time on the very same day.
Zareeza, thanks for the surprise, birthday card, heart-shaped styrofoam and the Body Lotion. Thanks for everything. Ily.
Nabil, once again, thanks for the surprise, birthday card and the Paris Hilton perfume.
Lastly, to the both of you, thank you so much for the yummy Royal's cake. The sad thing is, Nabil wasn't there to enjoy the cake with us ):
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Over at Hasif's blog :
Happy Birthday to Nabilah!
Dah 17, Dah Besar!
Makin Besar, Makin Lawa!
Lawa macam Hasifah!
Thank you Hasif ! Sayangggg kauuuu (:
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Cuzzy Syamsiah made a dedication for me over at her blog. Was so sweet. Ily, imy. See you on Fridayyyy ! gagaggagaga :D
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Atlas, yesterday mummy bought me dendeng. I've been wanting to eat it since before puase hit the calender. sedaapppp laa oiii ! Thank you mummy. I love you !
Daddy didn't wish me for my 17th birthday. For as long as I could recall, he never did wish me for the past 16years of my life. Ego siah ayah *frowning*
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P/S . Won't be friendstering anymore till 11th November. Hopefully. I will still blog, but it won't be frequent. So people, start missing me ! *cheeky smile* I need to start mugging like there's no tomorrow. A month left, and I'll be sitting on my desk pasted with my stickered name. Soon, I'm done with highschool. Somehow, I don't feel like graduating. I love friends and I don't wish to part away from them. When you grow up, you'll understand how deep it hurts to leave someone/something you're fond off. So, can I not grow up ? Please ?