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, April 13, 2008

My boyf , Muhd Helmi .

He treats me like a small child even though Im already 15.
He pampers me with everything he has.
When Im on his laps , I have the world in the palms of my hand.
He loves to kiss my hand & forehead.
I dont even know why -.-
Sometimes I feel that my life is complete , with him.

My life is important to him.
When I miss my lunch , he'll get so worried.
I love him.
Even though there are breakups in the middle ,
what matters is the heart , right ?

He will never fail to make me laugh with his jokes.
He will never fail to entertain me.
I dont get bored of him ,
I feel that he's my everyday laughing gas .

Through all that we've gone through ,
All those sacrifices I've made .
I truely love him .

I do flirt at times .
I do make him angry at times .
I've upset him too .
But what fascinates me is that ,
this matrep of mine cares to be patient .

Im really sorry for what I've done .
he does forgives me .
At one point of a time ,
he hugs me tightly telling me how much he treasures me .

In my heart , my really rascal stubborn matrep , LOVES ME truely .

okok i think i have to write on this part .

sports day was last friday .

i had to run the 4times400m .

the whole round stadium .

when ziying pass me the baton , i sprinted all the way till i slowed down at the finishing line .

NEVER STOP SEH ! still got the stamina ! hahah ,

so we got 3rd , yeaaaaaaaaaa (:

my legs were wobbling at the end of the race ,

helmi offered me some coke =.= yea .

and he went up to sit with me .

i lay my head on his laps .

at that point of time , i had the whole world with me .

, after sports day .

went home with elly .

we bathe and ate at my house .

then turun bukitpanjang lagi .

ahhhhhhhhhhh , lepak siul !

for like 7 hrs ?

hahah .

GEREK OKE !

, helmi .

u know what ?

u changed .

like really .

mayb ill wash my hands off u .

i just cant b bother no more .

ure like killing me in the inside .

i regret for even knowing u at times .

mayb u need someone new .

i just cant take the pain no more .