And it all begins...

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Hi I'm Farah Afiqah. It does not really matter how you choose to pronounce it. I'm 19.
Speak, think and live easy. Indecisive and gullible but I don't need anyone to make choices for me. What really matters is what I do with what I have. At times, I love to hear things that makes no sense at all. Its stress-free. Treat me right and I'll learn how to clique with you.
This is my blog, my say. Everything I express here, is purely from the bottom of my heart. Have fun reading! xoxo

Sunday, January 27, 2008

this is my temporary blogskin till i find a better one YAW .

, muhd helmi .

u , trust me i tkkan jelak dgn u .

i seriously sygkan u.

nothing can break us apart .

but i tk suker menyusahkan u .

i dun like it biler u termenung panjang fikirkan psl i .

i tk suke .

how much ur love means to me until it became a part of me .

u became a part of me .

i nvr wana let u go .

not now , never ever .

may what ppl say bring us down but we'll nvr break apart .

so ill hope we stay strong n carry on .

on friday , helmi send me home . gaga . then otw he lost his hp wif my BILL SIM CARD IN IT !oh god . we went crazy n luckily the person who found the hp return it to cck int. we had to fill some forms n shit then went off to buy drinks . he told me that he didnt wana go to his streetwise programme . i forced him to but he was tired . ok i understand but he shld know the consequences of it . his dad n mum were kinda pissed wif him .

but definitely i was there to comfort him . i know how u feel dear . just b patient n go to this programme till it ends pls . then on sat after his cso , we decided to meet . i actually didnt feel like going out but for the sake of helmi i did . we went lot1 & then bkt panjang . kecoh sak dier . he was laughing so loudly n i dunno what the hell was so funny =.=

he send me back home ard 7 . and he had to sleep early for tmrw cso .

----- today , i did nothing but slack . i fucking dont wana do any homework . IM LAZY LIKE FUCK SIOL . im down wif a sore throat , cough , fever and FLU . ugghs . FUCK IT .

VALENTINE'S DAY COMING ! helmi will u be mineeeeeeeeeeee ? oh yeah ure alreadi mine . heheh BLEAHS !

i'm touched when he kisses my hand or forehead n says he love me . i'm touched when he hugs me tight saying he'll always be there for me . i'm touched when he looks into my eyes asking me not to let him go .

I LOVE U HELMI . really i do . i'll get use to u going to streetwise but i dun wana u go boy's home . plssssssss . i'll kill myself if u do . SERIOUS . pls , nvr let me go .