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

Monday, October 19, 2009

Why oh why?

I head over to ah boi's house right after i finished studying at king albert's mac with nasrul.

So here i am updating my blog with him sitting beside me with raisot.

I am pretty shocked and also feeling extremely sad for him.

Didn't know that things would get this bad. Omg.....

Yes he was slashed/chopped/sliced/cut by a group of losers who think they own the world.

May god never forgive them.

But its okay, i believe that my god-brother is strong and he will heal from his injury as soon as possible. I'm sorry that i didn't get to visit you after your operation. Well if i was there, i bet i would burst in tears. Please don't get me this worry again.

No seriously. DON'T MAKE ME WORRIED EVER. NO MORE.

Oh yeah, i had breakfast with smallie in the morning at limbang mac.

Besssssssst ^.^

Okay, meeting boboiyaneey and smallie in awhile. Bye!