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

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Fuckerettes.

There's like obviously ALOT of things to blog about. Well, i will only blog about some typical bloodshot moments. Which refers to last friday.

Well, me and anwar's so called hommies, planned to go to irah rush's house to raya. I was the only girl. Okay the scene was that, we were on 975 on the way to bukit panjang. We made like a high level of noise on the bus and there was this oddfully, crazy, mentally unstable MALAY man in his 40's screamed at us to keep quiet. He first started with " KORANG TAK NAK RAYA PER?"

First of all, NO ONE tells me HOW TO BEHAVE IN PUBLIC except for my parents. No one can bloody hell do that. If he has the nerves to tell us off, bursting like a patient from woodbridge, we seriously need to alert the authorities. If he CANNOT stand noises on A PUBLIC BUS, then just don't take the PUBLIC bus. Go get your own money and buy your own GOD DAMNIT VEHICLE! The bus driver is not making a big fuss, then why are you? That man has some issues and i hope he is having the hell of a lifetime now. So, i did shouted at the man back. Asking what was his problem, shouted vulgarities and rolling my eyes numerical times. So when we reached bukit panjang interchange, he could say "ASSALAMUAILAIKUM" to nasrul. May god NEVER FORGIVE HIM.
I maybe mean but NO ONE can dare shout at me for no valid reasons. NO ONE.

Text msg from someone?

Me: Coffee, tea or me?
Him: You......
Me: I like that answer..
Him: I miss you so.
Me: Awesome.

Kcyk is workinggggggggg. He's forgotten about me.....NOT!
haha, i wish Tasha Pestano Junior and Kcyk Kanina and all the n-levels friends of mine, THE BEST OF BOTH WORLDS FOR YOUR N-LEVELS!
:D
Me and my clique of fuckerettes are working our butt off on our studies.
It seems as though o-levels are coming. No, it is coming. I am pretty......no VERY SCARED.
I may not be able to blog too much okay. Tuition is in an hour, so good bye.

I am Feefly Manchung, Not your babygirl but Kanina's favourite girl!
I so love this phrase! ^.^

Sunday, October 4, 2009

Fuckerettes.