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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

Sunday, August 10, 2008
Dear Maish and honey,

sorie for not updating my blog for ages despite you bugging me to do so. and now, finally i got the time to exercise these fingers and let myself sit in front of the comp and go to blogger =D

and maisharaqh, i promised to do so last friday, but once i wanted to start updating, my dad came into the room, give that monstrous face and commanded me to switch off the comp.

as a form of compensation, i put your pics here to cheer you up..

xDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Photobucketmaishy!

Photobucketira! aka honey!

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and spore is finally 43 years old=older than my mom.
we celebrated it by going for my cousin's birthday party =D
his birthday is on 080808 but we celebrate his 1st birthday on national day instead.

aunty (usu) got great food there!
fortunately, my tummy allowed my tastebuds to explode with excitement.
yada yada.

and the cake got Zulhilmi's cute face (the birthday boy) and most importantly, it tastes nice too!
wahh..if only my birthday cake got my face too. heee.
and then i waited until my aunty cuts all the slices til it reaches his facial parts. i ate his eyes xDD

he's only one years old yet he has got so many frenz that came to celebrate his birthday.
very chaotic with some toddlers screaming and yelling. and babies crying. and mothers go yak yak yak.

after the tahlil, we watched NDP on Tv.
i was only looking forward to the Black night.
AMAZING!!!
i was totally enthralled by how they did the heart shape in the sky..
and how they almost intersect each other.
i was afraid they might crashed. it just reminds me of social studies where we had to do the SBQ about the china jet plane and american planes crashed and cause so themselves to blame each other.
get this SS out of my mind pls!

first class and calefare were really hilarious and it caused my tummy to hurt. heh.
while watching the show, my little cousins had their itchy hands to let go of the helium balloons and cause it to be floating helplessly on the 2nd floor of the mansionate house.
luckily, uncle got the idea of using some sort of stick to get the balloon down.

the children's mini playground was the youth's favourite place once the little kids already left home.
there's this mini basketball thing for toddlers to shoot the ball.
once the toddler gets to score, the mini basketball shooter will go like "1,2....u scored a goal!"
but then, the rest of us gathered and used that thing to shoot anyhow.
and cause it to somehow overload.
childish youths..

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Photobucketzul and his mom.

Photobuckethe seems scared of the candle

Photobucketzul:080808; brother:140808

Photobucketzul and his brother, iskandar

Photobucketit's so hard to get him to look at the camera!

Photobucketi like this serviette

Photobucketwatching first class..

Photobucketoh my balloon!

Photobucketcik zafir to the rescue!

Photobucketmini playground

Photobucketoverloaded !

Photobucketbrothers!