A regular muggle living in an all to muggle-world, a little part of me died when I realised I'd never get to go to Hogwarts. I want to be 11 again. But it's too late, cause Severus Snape's already dead. So is Michael Jackson. Why am I always just a little too late? The name's Nisha. Welcome to my world.

I'm at Hutan Bandar with the school's Photography Club, and it is sooooo hot. I curse the day people invented PE attire cause the cloth is so damned thick and its not sweat absorbent in any way, at all. And I'm wearing this stupid school tudung and I feel like bathing in my own piss.

God I sound like a bitch. I just don't give a fuck though. Cause when I'm hot, I'd like to watch the world burn.

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Oh god please just let me go home :/