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An ordinary girl without any super powers. Was born with a few % of Chinese blood. Wore braces and retainers before. Used to be always in her state of trance. Gets distracted easily by the surroundings. Always have ridiculousweird
dreams, not wet dreams. Family/relatives call me Nurul. Friends call me Jannah. And i definitely believe that it takes more muscle to frown than to smile =D

Friday, September 26, 2008
finally, you get to see a new post after eons of nothing, but the same post over and over again.
for people who bothered to come here, thank you =)

for this whole week, my new best friend is the packet of tissue paper.
without it, my life seemed to be in complete misery.
yes, it's crucial as it helps me to blow my nose.
if you noticed the balls of tissues in the dustbins,
those were mine.
i can't help but blow all these mucus out cause i can't breathe properly.
it got worser everyday since last friday.
after fever, then flu.
what's next??

all these irritating stuffs are accompanied by profuse coughing.
my throat feels narrowed and then there's this tingling feeling which led to a dry cough.
i just feel like grabbing the stick you used to scratch your back
and then insert it into my throat and scratch off this itchy feeling.

besides that, my voice broke.
it's just like as if i had gone through another puberty.
such a rare opportunity to hear this voice.
but, it itches again every time i talk.
and if i raise my voice, my nose would vibrate.
it tickles you know.

well, hopefully i'll recover before olevels.
if my new medicine still doesn't show any improvement, i'm so going doctor again, this monday.
MONDAY- a good day to go doctor so don't have to go school =P