 the dirty laundry maestro nisa. nissy. nise almost 19. highly blondish. slightly contemplative. acute chocoholicitis. swears by retail therapy. never resists cute shoes.
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Wednesday, August 18, 2010
dear mark walls, i'm looking for you. i'm hoping you see this page, and that you're looking for me too. i'm still using the same email address from years gone by. simply_bewitching@hotmail.com find me, fast. 1:54 PM ******** Wednesday, March 15, 2006
on hiatus. i lost my muse. 1:18 AM ******** Monday, March 13, 2006 cellphone-less till wednesday - boo. 10:56 PM ******** Thursday, March 09, 2006 -cries- the jason mraz concert tickets are sold out! anyone who's in possession of any and suddenly needs to attend their cousin's wedding or their spouse's boss' dinner or something they can't miss for mr mraz? anyone, anyone? + yes my walls continually change, and yes i'm just like a maze. but you aren't the boy holding his heart out on the palm of his hand on my steps. 12:36 PM ******** Tuesday, March 07, 2006 nise: -points to the croquette on the conveyor belt- do you wanna try this? it's potato. aishah: is it like bergedil? nise: -looks at aishah weird and bursts out laughing- aishah: what! bergedils are fried too! 1:25 PM ******** Monday, March 06, 2006
 happiest 18th(+1, hehe) birthday, my twin queen trees have rings and thicker branches kids shoes get a little tighter every year we're getting closer to who we're gonna be + spent the day with thegirlwhoturnedayearolder - and is now halfway to 38, i might add, hehehe - and it was more than well worth the 14 bandages, closetoburstingwithsushi tummy, and torture in killer heels. :)  you know that quote, you're only as old as you feel? heh - apparently, aish and i fall under the age bracket 2 - 6 years old. toys 'r' us fascinated us for close to an hour, as we (okay, just ME) hugged every cushy toy we found in the plush friends section, oooh-and-aaahed over the fisherprice/sesamestreet infant&toddler range(that was aish! that was aish!) and had a swordfight, complete with lights and sounds, in the middle of the boys' action toys aisle. :) and check out my swanky bachelorette pad. it's cozy, only for the low low price of $147, and it's even got it's own stove! too bad it doesn't work - boo.
the thing with killer heels is that, most of the time, they are absolutely gorgeous. i guess it's meant to make up for the reason that they hurt like fuck. even a ton of bandages in specific painzones did little to help - coupled with my lack of stamina for wearing heels, i was pretty much in pain after 3 hours. :) thank godness for payday and my atm card, though, coz i got new shoes, yay! pointy toe flats with ankle straps... i love shoes. i do i do i do.  then it was off for a sushi buffett at sakae. and we really did put the buffett in sushi buffett because at the end of the one and a half hours, we'd both had 28 plates of sushi (or so) between us both. and eeucchhh, aishah eats wasabi with her sushi and she likes sashimi! aishah is also evil, because her birthday wish was for me to eat pickled ginger and raw squid. eeeeuuuccchhhhhhhh. nearly retched, but they charge for food wastage.
:) all in all, two happy girls with extra baggage for tonight. happy birthday again aishah, i love you. 9:58 PM ******** Saturday, March 04, 2006 and there are times i wished you weren't so far away, that you were here for me to call up without worrying about longdistance call charges, to ask out on a date, to pick clothes out with over the phone, to talk about everything and anything. i wish i was a better friend - that i was better, much better at keeping in touch, at writing you an email every other day, asking you how you are, how's your day, and letting you in on the random things that fill my day, the things that i do to replace the empty parts i have in me because i miss you. but it's not really me - because it seems so cold, so distant, and i'm not entirely a huge fan of impersonality. whatever it is, know that i love you - even when im hardly replying your instant messages. :) here's to our ultimate goal of sharing saggy boobs, arthitis and grey hair years together. 9:11 PM ********
shit. she better not go to SMU too. 12:55 PM ******** |
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