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ShaHnaZ Munavvarah Known as NaNaZ by the monkeys and donkeys in my life ;p 15 going on 16
Loving (though a lil' wacky) family consisting of my Humorous Father, Loving mother and amazing lil' sis The Most fantastic Friends *that I'll cherish and never be able to repay) make my Crazy Little world worth living in : ) Major Aim: Be a MusLiM ThroUgH and ThroUgh
ShaHnaZ Munavvarah Known as NaNaZ by the monkeys and donkeys in my life ;p 15 going on 16
Loving (though a lil' wacky) family consisting of my Humorous Father, Loving mother and amazing lil' sis The Most fantastic Friends *that I'll cherish and never be able to repay) make my Crazy Little world worth living in : ) Major Aim: Be a MusLiM ThroUgH and ThroUgh
a>AtiQah
*CaLiStA*
*CeLeStE*
*FeLlY*
*FaRhAnNaH*
*IlMa*
*LyZa*
*MeIqI*
*MuStAqiUm*
*SaAdIqA*
*SiMiN*
*ShIYuN*
*UmA*
*VaLeRiE*
*WeeYiN*
*YanFeN*
*YanFeN*
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Monday, November 13, 2006
****IlmA CRAzY PatAki, Her middle name TellS us Everything****
Well, I woke up today, as usual, by hearing my dearest Mother's melodious voice.
No, seriously, it was melodious.
For
she was in the office and took the intiative to try and wake me up with a phone call.
If My dear Mother had her way, I'd be dripping wet from head to toe, a bucket on my head.
My mother hates it when anyone, especially her two darling daughters are not out of bed before 9 am.
So, without a choice whatsoever, I dragged myself out of bed and went to take a bath.
I decided that since this was the hols, I was going to make FULL use of it and have FUN.
Hence, instead of eating the fruitcakes, ginger snaps, orange juice, oats, milk and wheat cereal my mother had so thoughtfully laid out for me, I grabbed a cup of chocalate milk and sausages(which I boiled myself, see mum, BOiled, hence, healthy) and started to read a book"Magyk".
After which, still in a wonderful mood, switched on the computer and decided to check my mail. Afterwhich I checked my friends updates on their blogs.
It was then that I came across a blog entry that made be nothing short of ectatsic.
The compliments and gracious comments my darling friend Ilma had so sweetly directed my way, practically made me feel like flying to her house and give her a big, THIGHT, BREATHLESS hug.
Honestly, Il, what can I ever do with a friend like you.
Infact, judging by the fact that you are nothing short of PRICELESS, the only thing i could do to repay your KINDNESS and ENCOURAGEment was to pray for you.
Oh Yes, every night I pray to Dear God, and ask him, WHAT did I dO to deseRve a wonDerfUl frienD like ILMA.
She honestly is nothing SHORT of an angel, or yEs, NOTHING short of an angel.
Infact half the time I wonder why her email add had the word DEvIL in it.
I mean, she is NothIng at all like a DevIl.
I mean , HoneStlY!
DeviL and Ilma are like World's apart, two Peas in DifFerEnT pods.
ExtremeLy alik..I mean UnliKe.
There isnt a SinGle bit of SimilArity between theM at All !
And Il, Of couRse i would read up on geograohy Just for you, i mean if we ever do get lost in a thiCk, DenSe forest filled with ferocious animals, the LAST thing I would want is for YOU to get lost
Oh Il, you really are the best,
NOTHING
But the best.
Well, as Ive thanked that doll of a girl, excuse me, for I despreately need to visit the toilet bowl.
I'm feeling rather nauseas.
posted @ 12:49 PM
****IlmA CRAzY PatAki, Her middle name TellS us Everything****
Well, I woke up today, as usual, by hearing my dearest Mother's melodious voice.No, seriously, it was melodious.
For
she was in the office and took the intiative to try and wake me up with a phone call.
If My dear Mother had her way, I'd be dripping wet from head to toe, a bucket on my head.
My mother hates it when anyone, especially her two darling daughters are not out of bed before 9 am.
So, without a choice whatsoever, I dragged myself out of bed and went to take a bath.
I decided that since this was the hols, I was going to make FULL use of it and have FUN.
Hence, instead of eating the fruitcakes, ginger snaps, orange juice, oats, milk and wheat cereal my mother had so thoughtfully laid out for me, I grabbed a cup of chocalate milk and sausages(which I boiled myself, see mum, BOiled, hence, healthy) and started to read a book"Magyk".
After which, still in a wonderful mood, switched on the computer and decided to check my mail. Afterwhich I checked my friends updates on their blogs.
It was then that I came across a blog entry that made be nothing short of ectatsic.
The compliments and gracious comments my darling friend Ilma had so sweetly directed my way, practically made me feel like flying to her house and give her a big, THIGHT, BREATHLESS hug.
Honestly, Il, what can I ever do with a friend like you.
Infact, judging by the fact that you are nothing short of PRICELESS, the only thing i could do to repay your KINDNESS and ENCOURAGEment was to pray for you.
Oh Yes, every night I pray to Dear God, and ask him, WHAT did I dO to deseRve a wonDerfUl frienD like ILMA.
She honestly is nothing SHORT of an angel, or yEs, NOTHING short of an angel.
Infact half the time I wonder why her email add had the word DEvIL in it.
I mean, she is NothIng at all like a DevIl.
I mean , HoneStlY!
DeviL and Ilma are like World's apart, two Peas in DifFerEnT pods.
ExtremeLy alik..I mean UnliKe.
There isnt a SinGle bit of SimilArity between theM at All !
And Il, Of couRse i would read up on geograohy Just for you, i mean if we ever do get lost in a thiCk, DenSe forest filled with ferocious animals, the LAST thing I would want is for YOU to get lost
Oh Il, you really are the best,
NOTHING
But the best.
Well, as Ive thanked that doll of a girl, excuse me, for I despreately need to visit the toilet bowl.
I'm feeling rather nauseas.
posted @ 12:49 PM