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I am not a word. I am not a line. I am not a girl that can ever be defined. Don't u worry ur pretty little mind, ppl throw rocks at things that shine

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This Blog BELONG TO Qiena Abd Halim ...i just want u to know that this is My Space,My Place,My bLog,so i have right to write anything that i want,when i want that relate to my life.I'm have no intention to embarrass anyone as i do not mention ur real's name..so if you feel annoyed or don't like what i'm already posting,u can get outta here.another reminder to all reader,i'm admit that i used harsh words to express my feeling because this is me. if you hate it, just close my page and dont read it ..

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Monday, October 25, 2010

So true

by Qiena Abd Halim



aku bace status kak sue,senior d kkb...

"I really couldn't be bothered if anybody badmouth about me because I just naturally couldn't be hurt. However if anybody, relative or not, disses my mother, father or sister, don't be surprised if when you talk to me I'll make you an invisible person. Definitely you'll be in my bad books and my eyes will be on you and won't be in a good way."

so true...i know exctly the feeling when sum1 we love so much r being bullied by other..i'll never forget what they had done to my family..till death,i'll still remmber..nothing in this world can make me forget about it without Allah permission

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