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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, October 7

It's not goodbye.«

6:43 PM

Hari Raya moolah i kasi mama jadi tak guna. HAHAHAH. I just ned to work lah. my bro said $70 a day if you ajar at madrasah mingguan or something. I'm trying to applyyyy. I would like to ajar arabic language. It's much more easier. (:

9th October is coming. It's two more days to that day. It's important to me and my girls and boys in the same cohort. It's the end of schooling days (officially) for us. No more assembly. No more school song. With the comfort of your friends.

Last two days (on Monday), Cikgu came in and well, we carried on with our work. Which was writing on the 'grad' book. Alas, 5 minutes before the period ended, Cikgu gave us a 'parting' speech. It was really... heartbreaking. Made everything more real. I'm going to miss him. Well, he made me think of scertain thins, you know. JANGAN EMOSI! :D Banjir satu kelas hari tu. (aku ape lagiiii)