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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, September 3

this wont do«

3:43 PM

today is 3RD SEPTEMBER.

lughh oral, done.
quran oral, done.

THANK YOU ALLAH.
my examiners for both lughah and quran were from joned. a pair of husband and wife. the first thing they asked me during lughah's oral was do i have a brother in joned. i said yes, and they asked weather its nazirul. another duh? haha. they said nazirul in school is talkatve. (ahem) and then after my oral was done, they said i am truly nazirul's sister. talkative too. haha. (i got a passage and the convo i love,ape taknye)

my quran was okay i guess. haha. not so sure. i screwed up some ayat(s). no fair since i hafal-ed like hell. ARGH! oh, nvm. (: alazhi fata mata. but i real hope it was okay.

im being pms-ish. and i hate it.

its raining effing madly. i want to get sick.

and i know i should not do that. but, hey, you know my ego is as high as the everest. la urid an af'al kazhalik walakin uridu an araa al-mushkilah sayuwasilu ila aina. wa a'takid annani tusabbibu fi hazhal mushkilah. walakin la uridu an yusallimu awaalan. bleaugh.

salam alaikum
dear,NABILAHMOEN