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

Thursday, November 5, 2009

If you ever think.

If you think that you are having a motherfcuking bad day,
guess what?
These itchy hands of mine, accidentally pressed the exchange of accounts button and i have a bloody new account, SO CLEAN, WHICH MEANS I LOST EVERYTHING ON THE OTHER ACCOUNT ON MY LAPTOP.
My pictures, My songs and my everything.
EVERYTHING IS GONE SIAL. EVERYTHING.
EVERY SINGLE BLOODY THING SINCE LAST YEAR...

HOW DO YOU THINK I FEEL NOW?
Motherfug.

--- and mama has plan out a diet for the whole family.
so what did i had for dinner? Bacon, baked potatoes, hotdogs, fish finger and salad.
How filling? Not.
I need rice. Mama is reluctant to cook rice.
She thinks its a waste of money?
Blearghhhhh.

Boyfriend is at dance now.
He is like so busy these days.
Miss him much.

Okay, i want to continue crying... Goodbye....