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

Friday, May 30, 2008

today's such a long day .

woke up , met helmi at his house then send him streetwise at 930am .

then i went beauty world . wait wait waaaaaaaaaait for the damn shop to open .

i waited like 2 hours , then shop open already , sent the pants .

met nelly at bp . talk2 , --------

then went back beauty world , and homeeeee .

changed and met nelly at tecky pondok .

she got saboooooooooo-ed . ahahaha !

cian kan ? so we walked to lot1 and bought for her shirt .

then went putri's house for her pants .

putri pls get well soooooooooon !

, so around 4 plus went back pondok .

KHAIRUL 4/3 WAS THEREEEEEEE .

so bad siah we made him wait like for how longgggggg .

we lepak and slacked there .

took pics and surprisingly khairul hug me .

awwwwwwww .

around 7 , khairul send me to cck int .

gdbye kiss and byeeeeeeeeeee .

( :

i've had a very longggggg talk with putri .

k , here it goes ,

i think its my problem if i fucked my life up .

fucked with my boyfriend .

or have a fucking attitude .

or have a fucking damn face .

u can say it , also can say i pregnant ker sundal or what .

i think i don't give a damn care . its me .

come on , how FUCKING FUCK I AM , i still pass my exams ,

and bring a smile to my parents face .

fuck , if u can accept me for hu i am .

just get away from me ?

easy right ?

u do not need to go around bossing my damn life .

THIS IS ME . ive change yea .

sososososoooooooooooo ?

its only sensible if u gossip bout me and just SHUTUP to me .

i don't mind actually .

cos i don't tend to get affected .

u wana say nelly change me , u hate nelly mixing with me .

sorry but , i love nelly .

she made me strong .

she's just the twinkle in my eye that i do not wana blink it out .

me , minahrep ?

is it such a bad thing ?

it does not affect ur family right ?

SPREAD LA SPREAD ABOUT ME BEING A FUCKED UP PERSON .

i dont care ,

i am who i am .

and my mama loves me .

u know putri , i guess ure better off with dolly then a fucked up

minah like me . we can just b classmates ,

i can lose u , kiddo , dolly or whoever that wana get away from me

but COME ON , who's losing in the end .

im SICK AND TIRED OF THIS .

one life , enjoy ( :