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‘‘Radiya Aqilah Irdina Nurania’’
RAIN
once broken considered gone


Private blog of: Radiya Aqilah Irdina Nurania
Society established: June 2008
Place of meet: Pasir Ris Primary School
You ain't awesome if you ain't one of us.
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Conferences
boom whatcha say




Acquaintances
back to the streets where we began

♥Radiya ♥Aqilah ♥Irdina ♥Nurania

♥Izaan ♥Insyirah ♥Stephanie ♥Alyaa ♥Nabilah ♥Jinghan ♥Syahirah ♥Amanina ♥Jessica ♥Maryam Sach ♥Nadja ♥Qian Yi ♥Jurah ♥Haziqah

Archives
gone with the wind

November 2008
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January 2009
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March 2009
April 2009
May 2009
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November 2009
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March 2010
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June 2010
July 2010
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May 2011
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Credits
take a bow

Designer: electro-pop%
Icons: cablelines / leen
Post Icons: photobucket
Inspiration: denise
Quote: shawn
Image Host: tinypic / photobucket



Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Been a long time since I've been here.

Well, we have two options because I regret saying this, but let's face it, this blog's going to be dead soon. Which one of you actually visits this blog everyday, hoping to see something? And Nurania don't say you do. Because I know you don't. Anyway, back to the two options:

1) Act like RAIN never happened and close this blog down.
2) Just put this blog up although it may be dead, but never change its URL, so that in who-knows how many years time, one of us may just suddenly remember the times RAIN had and stumble upon this blog again.

I'm just sad that I'm the only one who's going to *censored* and none of you are going with me. Aqilah, you're also probably going to *censored* and so you three will be together. This is oh so sad. But nevermind me, nevermind me, I'll just cast shadows on your wall. -- Maria Mena - Nevermind Me.

A song dedicated for all of you:

What is the game we're playing?
should I stick around for more?
Snap your fingers I'll coming running
Leave again when you're bored
with me
I'll make it easy

Nevermind me, nevermind me
I'll just cast shadows on your walls
Nevermind me, nevermind me
My God I feel so small
Nevermind me, nevermind me
I'll just cast shadows on your walls
Nevermind me, nevermind me
I'll just let myself out.

This facade that I'm stuck with
has got me wondering
Just tell me how you want me
and I'll be naked stumbling
just to get a reaction, any signs of love

Nevermind me, nevermind me
I'll just cast shadows on your walls
Nevermind me, nevermind me
My God I feel so small
Nevermind me, nevermind me
I'll just cast shadows on your walls
Nevermind me, nevermind me
I'll just let myself out.

Bottle up your smile
Pour it in a cup
I'll be on my way
once I've sobered up

[You can listen to this song on my blog, it's the last song on my playlist.]

A few things I miss...

Aqilah's crazy laughter.
Irdina's pure crap (or as we like to say, merepekness/tahicatch).
Nurania's serious moments.

AND ....

Me being able to say I'm hot and irritating them all to death.

Sigh.

I really am getting sentimental. Aw. Nurania, I admit it, you're right. Yes, yes, laugh all you want.











It's RAIN and all the weird things we do...


- GENERAL AWESOMAZIIING (WHO IS CURRENTLY NOT-SO AWESOMAZIIING W/O HER AWESOMAZIIING PHRIENDDDS) out.

xoxo


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