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Overview

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An ordinary girl without any super powers. Was born with a few % of Chinese blood. Wore braces and retainers before. Used to be always in her state of trance. Gets distracted easily by the surroundings. Always have ridiculousweird
dreams, not wet dreams. Family/relatives call me Nurul. Friends call me Jannah. And i definitely believe that it takes more muscle to frown than to smile =D

Dancefloor


MusicPlaylist
MySpace Playlist at MixPod.com
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
Photobucketmak ngah and her beloved son.

I'm saddened by the fact that we might not be able to go Seattle; US to visit my aunt this november holidays.
we're still considering going there
as the weather there is not suitable for aged people like my grandfather.
it's snowing in november.

so far. yet so near.
luckily i lived in this region where there is high in technology.
emails come in handy. MSN is way better.
so many things to share with her.
too much.

all those shoppings I've gone reminds me of only one person- my aunt.
i wouldn't hesitate to prompt her on going anywhere i want.
or just ask for something i have been eyeing on.

not forgetting my cheeky cousin.
who came to this world and brings joy to the family.
and maybe he strengthen the bond between me and my aunt.
she couldn't work in the house alone.
with baby's cries and housework.
her husband just sat in the room.
i don't know what he's doing.
i won't marry a foreigner. NEVER.

so, i helped her out at her house.
elated to have a new baby cousin after 15 yrs living. (he was born last yr)
and i slept at 2am everyday at her house. that time was cleaning her house.

i'm mesmerized by those memories we've been through together.
manager or dunno what at SGH, i'm inspired to bring down this generation and become what i've always wanted to be.

and i'm sure she's missing us toshe's the o.
at the other side of the world.
bringing up her son.
and living in such a nice environment.
unlike singapore where there's stresses everywhere.

Photobucketabdel wahab and his arab-african father
Photobuckethis smiles just brings joy to my life
Photobucketthose times when babysitting