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Fatin Nadirah
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Unofficially Graduated From Nitec Office Skills
Pursuing my passion in earlychildhood
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The Peeps Next Door

HUDA NABILAH

ILI MUNIRAH

ZULAIHA

ISWANDI

FARIZ JUNAIDI

CLEMENT

NURUL ZULHIJAH

HARTIKA

NURUL AQILAH

SUHAILAH

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SYAHIRAH babygirl

MAISARAH

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HAZY

ATIQAH

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YANTI

NAHDIA



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i will never be the woman with the perfect hair
who can wear white and not spill on it
(taken from huda's blog)
there's never a day,that i could walk freely with a big smile on my face and not fake it. i can laugh my hearts out,i can have a non-stop fun in my life,but at the end of the day i feel so fake,everything seems unreal to me. as though i'm hiding behind someone shadow,hiding myself from the world outside. people say i have change over the years,that i'm trying to be someone who is just not me and i'm faking it. i guess its true somehow,yet i'm immune to this someone i never knew. even the pain i had to go through over the years is immune to me....i keep running with no ending to it.