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the not-so-anonymous moi

Shafienas Salleh - 18 on going 19.
I believe that a girl can dream any dream she wants.

Laugh. Dance. Love.
That one day will come.

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adieu to you too

aminah
fatimah
fazari
haikal
haniffa
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jannah
munirah
musfirah
raidah
safiah
wida


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Sunday, November 23, 2008
is anybody out there?
5:09:00 PM

they say love is friendship.
so what happens when friends fall in love?
do you wake up a into a dream?
or do you start living a nightmare?

just thinking, just a decent thought.
no, i don't know.
seriously, serious shit.

lately, i haven't been able to snap out of this oh-so crappy down-right-emo-shit mood, so i can't really find the words to say whatever i want to say or explain anything that needs explanation for or even confess to any guilty charges. (i'm definitely not making sense, right?) that's why i've been posting innocent-nonsense posts lately.

and oh, suddenly, it's been raining and all this thunder and lightnings makes things much more worse. gosh this is so depressing. because right after i posted the lyrics to the song Thunder, it's like life has been that way ever since. ohmygod, karma. okay whatever, nurulshafienasbintesalleh is no longer making sense and has stopped responding to any Earthings. (okay, i'm exaggerating here.)

and oh, my bedroom has never been so clean and neat and tidy. suddenly this small space seems like the only wonderful place on this wonderful planet for this moi. if only i can take a picture and flaunt it off to the rest of the world. but then, who'd be bothered?

when you're at crossroads,
does it even matter if you beat the red lights?
this person turned right; that person took left.

i read this from an old book. (yes, in times of extreme boredom, you'd find that yourself resort to the most silliest and ultimately out-of-the-blue things.)

i am not one to cry.
but when it's raining, it's okay.


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