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Nabilah Moen. No, Moen's my dad's name not some star or whatever. I stay true to myself. Simply elactrifying to anyone new because I'm hyper like that. :D Sometimes I think too much and I oversay stuff. I like polaroids and pictures. Plus random stuff like tissues and markers! Wait, who doesn't like markers?! I'm a blabber! Hhaha. I am not a loyal blogger. (Having both tumblr and eljay! and twitter but twoiter was never active) (Rock, Paper, Sticks! I win.)

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Saturday, June 21

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1:13 AM

ok. i forgot one thing. this is specially dedicated to dhania who turns 15 today. WOOTS!
HAPPY BIRTHEDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY! HAPPY BIRTHDAY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY. HAAAAPY BIRTHDAY!!
haha.

i forgot to tell you that mary fell. but she reacted fast and recover. wooots to mary. and woots to shazaa. because she ran and hop! haha. mr E taught us lar. thats called striding. right?

and i realized that after this, all attention to STE! *gasps* because there will be no more netball and no more atheletics. oh no! no more house practice. (im gonna die of over enthu. like you guys dont know me. seriously) and this brings me to another thing. there will be no more YCK training. and no more HEYJL! haha. (itu jer aku ingt) no lar. i was telling mary. 'why not we have our own training. so we can see HEYJL. haha!' ok. not a good idea. PERVO-ISHSTALKER btol aku. seraaam. okay. toodles.

salam alaik! =)