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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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Wednesday, July 23

STOP AND STARE«

9:42 PM


NADIAH repeat it all over again. says:
yeah. it's soso true. because you hve sepet eyes & you're so cute~ HAHA!


i finished my second romance fiction. the setting for the second story was at PARIS! and how i wish i cold go there. the place sounded so romantic. sigh.

this is my 100th post. HAHAHAHAHA.

i want to thank my no 1 til 32 for today. thank you(s). and sorry for letting you guys down. damn. i was dissapointed. we were all very excited. gedegak kan? sorry dears. thank you to the six ladies that accompanied me. thank you monster. for you-know-what. =)

i got to see halim sang. twice. and he forgot that i have an ABDUL in my name. sigh. i hate those who cant get my name right (but i dont hate you halim) its not that hard. my sajak was pathetic i guess. too short! hahaha. next time innova, do organise properly. thank you.much appreiated. mdm b was scary. i felt stupid for crying. sigh. told you i was such a sensitive (cant really imagine a loud mouth talkative like me to be really sensitive eh? yucks right? I KNOW!) i made friends with lots of people. mainly sheela. and amalina. and this njc girl. they were cool. XD this one guy was very extremely familiar i had to wreck my brain trying to remember where have i met him. *ternet* my 2nd boyfwie was a good sport during matematics. he was so well-behaved, i loved him more. oh! dont worry. he only exist during maths class. oh! i didnt get to watch theinging performance and the skit. not fair. i was looking forward to it. wewere confined. and i had two chocalate cake during the confinement. XD went to cotton on after that. i bought something for myself. im going to buy something for you too. but not until they have yor size. okay? HAHA.

who agrees that guys wearing v-necks are sexy? (and irresistable) especially if his shoulders are broad? LOL.


im really very sleepy. and im really very sick. but i need to sort out my file. dang right?! (but i think im going to sleep straight away)

tonight's air is very cold. VERY. like i am wearing my hoodie right now. seriously. no joke. its very cold. and i havent been dancing in the rain like i wanted to. the other day's rain was renyai-renyai rain. and the day after that other day's rain was anaaaaaaaak but not renyai-renyai. i want a rain rain. yessaree. sigh.

tomorrow gonna be racial harmony day cant wait for the deklamasi sajak by sec5s. and syam's and hafidz's silat performance. (they look like they're dancing and not silat-ing) and i want to take the pictures for tomorrow's event! HAHA.

i like random things. you're random. i like you. (alaaar. cutenye)


i was walking down the pavement to school one day
when i felt someone tapped my shoulder
i turned around, already fuming with anger
because just as i thought that today's going to start beautifully,
someone tapped my shoulder
yes, im damn superstitous
'DON'T YOU KNOW ITS BAD LUCK TO BE..'
and there you stand behind me
with a stalk of flower in your hand
flashing that lopsided smile hat made you irresistably cute
'for you' you said. maintaining that lopsided smile of yours
how you could do that? BEATS ME!
i forced my brain to process whats happenening and to react fast.
'wh..why? its not my birthday today' (I CANT BELIEVE I STAMMERED. OH NO~! AM I BLUSHING?!)
i could feel the hotness of my face turning crimson
'should there be a reason? oh, i dont think so. enjoy your day'
and just like that, after handing me the flower, he left
with that lopsided smile still plastered on his face
(( to be continued ))

and im loving multiply. i get to see random blog posts. and they are very useful. i love the islamic blog posts. ;D

because mon frer, you're the one i love;NABILAHMOEN
p.s: aaaaaaaannnnnnnn. I MISS YOU DAMN BAD
p.s: superchubby, i miss you too.
p.s: kak fiza, bila mau lari? haha. both been busy eh?? HAHA