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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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Monday, November 30

8:40 PM

I have a whirring headache. ): But I'm gonna do this.

I still don't have pictures to upload because apparently my brother is staying over at some chalet. And so... I can't update with pictures. Here's to, erm, a rather peculiar post. Don't worry. It won't be long.

Omg. I can't write this. Maca-macam Aznil is really distracting. Dayyum! :( And there's this one small kid who is dancing to some dangdut song, well, she's good (I can't dance for nuts) but well, it's embarassing. Yup.

The moment I saw something, Heart pain lah orang kata. InsyaAllah I'll remember the prime factor why we're on Earth. To be His servant. To change ourselves first then others around us. I'll remember that, please remind me.

I want to write a loooong post but I can't. Lack of creativity, I must say plus the distraction on the teevee is really diufbasdmufcn. Haha. The kids are so cleverrrrrr!

I got the bodyshop facial wash combo and the membership card. And a new shower gel for free. Now, you know why I love bodyshop, don't you? Toodles.

Love.