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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, February 18

hurrah! hurrah!«

9:48 PM

i think that this is going to be too good to be true..

may peace and serenity embrace you, insyaAllah.

okay. to cut things short. i enjoyed my birthday very much. thank you to everybosy and haykal, lets just wait for monday, okay? i shall so get my revenge.

i am feeeling very letargic but the power of the pandora box is really scking me into it. urgh. enough enough.

english has ben tougher than ever. demoralized, setback and feeling dejected, i think i dont belong. (my english literally suck and i still dont know why im using english as my medium in this blog) (one confused kid) i feel so jaded after writing and discussing and revising all the same time. this is so much worse than STE. (argh!)

tomorrow is my math tset. it will be on matrices and graph. please wish me luck! today was physics test and it was awesome. after that was lab work and it was awesome(r). our testpen 'explloded' and it was cool. haha. ahemm.

i am still nervous for english's first paragraph. aiyah. (i cant believe that im in the class lah) shh. sooooo.. since madam touched on love a few days ago (about how one should not mention the word love in one's composition because love is a corrupted word dirtied by the evil human minds and there are other beautiful words that can describe the feeling. trust me, if only we take lit) i went to wiki to search about it. first it was on MSN's GOOD MAG about another word for partner/boy(or)girlfriend/lover/soulmate and then it went to wiki. and wiki isnt heling that much, actually. HAHA! we've been doing discriptive and narrative and its very frustrating, trust me. there's more to english then just writing. (: i really wondered why the school cant have lit on the syllabus. grawr!

okay. malay's presentation is making my legs jelly-like. i hope it'll go smoothly, insyaAllah. and ustazah faridah gave me the bestest present on my birthday. an entry to wak tanjong's maulid's syarahan. cool right? (NOT!) im very very nervous.

aiyah. i should go read up mathematics or something. AND THANK YOU GIRLS FOR MAKING MY BIRTHDAY A NICE ONE! and the polaroid is cool. i love it, thank you.

bye, dearest(s!). TAKE CARE!!

salam!