Harrow sparrow, i is finish.

i don’t really feel the thrill of the end as much as i expected it to be. i know, such a fucking downer but really the moment was so ephemeral and then you’re like OKAY MOVE ON ALREADY.

I just went to the library and borrowed books and i am GONNA READ MY ASS OFF, okay nerdfest for you lah, but that’s a huge fun fair for me. Yes, i’ve waited 39048093248329084 lightyears to read criminal thrillers and chicklit books. Lightyear is not even a quantity measuring time, its distance so my bad.

imma watch all ten seasons of friends, all seven seasons of gilmore girls, the big bang theory and TRUE BLOOD SEASON THREE FASTERFASTER COME OUT. Alexander Skarsgard is pretty darn fine I must say.

OH, manipedi definitely I need to stop picking on the sides of my nails, they’re horrendouzzzzzz.

I’m gonna sew my ass off, I NEED TO BUY FABRIC CB.

OKAY DONE, my blogging spark just got extinguished

NS

HELLO PLEASE SHUT UP THANK YOU. OKAY YOU KNOW WHAT, I'LL PASS YOU THE DUCT TAPE TOMORROW THANK YOU. ON SECOND THOUGHT, YOU MIGHT WANT A MEGA STAPLER AND CONTACT GLUE AND A STRONG PADLOCK. I don't think that's enough. Ohoh, I'm so malicious. Okay bye, im done revising all the sec four social studies themes. HUMANITIES IS THE SEX. And I don't have to do math anymore because IM DONE WITH EMATH AND AMATH. Good riddance, okay bye fo' real.

xo
Ns

Random happening of the day: So i was watching tv with my younger brother when the mitsubishi fridge ad came on that has uv light inside so our veggies will be fresh and all, so my younger brother suddenly voiced out,


My throat is sore from all the carbonated drinks at every single house I visit. NOT COMPLAINING ABOUT THE FOOD THOUGH, DAMN SEX. And I have two papers tmr and lunch/dinner with the lovely Tenth Conspiracy.


xo
NS

oh, new word 'ficking' whoopsy fingers dont dance well on the keyboard once you' ve hit the books too much. what is wrong with people nowadays, trying to pick up a fight and act all tough oh well, whatever her name is IM SMARTER THAN YOU! That's definitely a plus point. Okay cut to the point, I've been itching to blog about squeaky shoes. Yeap, those things that make the most horrendous sound on the feet of little toddlers. WHAT ARE PARENTS PUTTING ON THEIR CHILDREN'S FEET! And just because your child wears crocs, doesnt mean you have to match them and look all cute. Oh whoops, inspiration just flew right out of my fingertips, my movie's done downloading.

I WILL GET BACK TO SQUEAKY SHOES, I SWEAR. SOMEONE NEEDS TO STAND UP. Geez, what a heck of a deal.

xo,
Nisa S.

Welcome to the gang, someone's sixteen. Any thrill? Yeap, for the first few minutes after the clock strikes twelve. After that you're just like, heck i'm sixteen, whoopsy just a number lets get a move on with life, kids! Definite pluses would be NC16 flicks but please, do we sixteens look like we have time to catch a flick in the midst of papers? And the big deal lasts up until the end of the year when all your peers turn sixteen as well.

Then you look around and you're like, 'oh look everyone's sixteen, next year's not a big deal as well, seventeen's just seventeen.' and whoever coined the term 'sweet sixteen' must be a genius. i was totally on the brink of tooth decay yesterday when cherrybum brought me out for macaroons, fudge, salted caramel and vanilla oreo cupcakes. i swear 'sweet' is such an understatement, i was on cloud 93849038439284 a million times. sweet as fuck.

random fact, amy winehouse is awesome but she's waf. 'why dontchu come on over valerieeeeehhhhh.' so, all in all sixteen's not really a big deal. sixteen is just sixteen, though it sounds ultimately catchy, sixteen xsixteen sixteeen. sounds so much better than fifteen<<such a mouthful sheeshshshsh. okay stop.

k bye
xo
nisa

something to rub into the faces of my minors while the moment lasts - IM SIXTEEN AND YOU'RE NOT k bye.

I might just be in for the uncanny resemblance and sultry eyes. Shit. Stupid Andrei Arshavin.

xo
Nisa.

So here's the deal, the game of soccer is not as easy as 'the- ball-go-inside-goalpost-then-score-liao'. Everyone knows about tense rivalries and transfer ins and outs. But you see what keeps girl fans going is the question, the game or the players. Well, let me enlighten you. We keep these two in mind but not at the same time, and that is the opposite of what people assume. Like, 'Oh, she only likes the watch the hot guys run around chasing a ball.' That's where you're wrong. The love of the game itself its there, its there, fret not. I'm in a position where one might assume I'm a traitor. I support Manchester United, yet I go around drooling over Andrei Arshavin of Arsenal. THATS LIKE FORBIDDEN. No, keep in mind they're separate. The game is the game. But when a hot player appears on the screen, we tend to shift to the hormonal side, 'OH HOT GUY!' Okay then you switch back again. Occasionally, these two functions clash but most of the time its one or the other. So, dont assume that we're only in for the dudes. We're keeping our eyes only on one ball, mind you, well, most of the time at least.

xo,
Nisa.