O. M. G.
i'm at starbucks now, waiting for 10am to come so i can enter the queue. haha. and dammit i feel so weird without my leaning pillars here. hidayah, haiza, maisurah! where the fuck are you guys?! gahh! hahaha.
sheesh.
sheesh.
i love mummy!
she just helped me buckle my charles and keith heels' straps.
(they're fucking hard to buckle.)
hahahaha! :D
butterflies are flying WILDLY around my stomach.
i think they're like, about a million and one inside.
and it's like, they're moving non-stop.
like gas particles! haha. =.=''
i'm seriously freaking out.
and i haven't even entered the bloody queue!
i'm at starbucks now and i feel so bloody scared already.
but somehow, i know that it's a 50-50 chance.
of me getting in, i mean.
heh.
"U G L Y
you ain't got no alibi
you're ugly
yeah yeah
you're ugly
(uh huh)"
i thought and wondered at 9:27 AM
