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, March 14, 2009

im in a topsy turvy mood now.
its been long since i wrote something personal on my blog.
i can't upload new pics of me and him because of my family who would
tend to view my blogspot and invade into my privacy.

this nameless spammer is spamming me.
loser eh. i bet u are not born with your guts because your guts is shove in ur ass.

i took new pictures and the digital camera just won't upload them in my lappy.
i have not been updating friendster. my friendster is dead so don't bother viewing.
i am so busy that my bf thinks im neglecting him.
i don't think he'll run away from me eh, sweetie (:

i can't blog about my life in this blog and please to say or gossip because this
is a public blog.
i think i came to a decision, i want to make my blog private.

not because i'm "kental" "tak leh tahan with spammers" or whatsoever.
its the fact that i have people whom are terribly busybodies trying to pick
out every mistake of mine.
i need to blog my heart out.
i want to upload pictures without my family members nagging at me.
i don't want to get in trouble because of blogging about somebody.

iwantyourbf.bs private? for the being or forever...soon....

to add up with my topsy turvy mood,
DATUK IS GETTING MARRIED TOMORROW!
big fuck? big deal? whateverrrrrrr.

i want to goyang this wed. rinduuuuuuuu~
i did not go out today. i need a rest like hello..................
i had school on a saturday..... why? for maths sia........

well, even though im in a bad mood, there's always a bright side.
Look at the bright side! i had burgerking meal today, finished 1 ws of malay and mama's coming home with delicious ice kachang or whatever desert.

currently talking to tasha now....
im sorry nadhirah i don't want to reply to ur msg.
ill reply tomorrow, maybe.
but i still love u! awws.

ok chiow.
on to pure history homework.