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

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Something happened, expect nothing.

I had a lovely supper with my best boy, nasrul yesterday night.
He didn't go terawih just to accompany someone sick like me to eat.
We met at lot 1 posbank there, i draw some $ and we head to food culture.
Met his mph friends and we sat to eat with them. We left food culture at only 950pm.
My throat feels oddfully better after eating ban mian. Although nasrul says it smells weird.
Well, i couldn't smell anything. My nose was blocked and jammed with mucus. Yellow White mucus. Left lot at only 1010pm. Thanks nasrul for accompanying me and for that goodnight msg ^.^ sayang kau.

I am like a very sick and weak person now. I've lost my voice and mama still thinks of bringing me to macdonalds and treating me macspicy. Alahai! Everything is like so sick right now.

Happy bday to my very loving baba. Although u always reprimand me like crazy, i still love u. (: