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

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

This was taken by the most talented bitchiest-est gossip girl I have met so far.
Its been a delight having to hear her bitch about almost everything and trust me, her bitching can leave you having cramps all around your tummy. Right Syai? Tee hee.

Today was a long day in school and i had to tolerate with the freaking weather that makes me feel so darn sticky fcuk. Oh and fcuk, somebody took like 25 minutes for my recess which only left me with 5 minutes to what....GOBBLE MY FOOD UP? Haha. Our fault.....yeah sure. I'm cool with it but definitely, F AHR EH.

Oh and today, I was talking non-stop at the study area and John Thomas has to come in the picture and with a very aggressive tone..he was like, " FARAH CAN YOU STOP FCUKING?!?!?" It left me staring at him in dismay. Like what John.........stop fucking what? Sometimes you are just so weird that i don't want to talk to you even if you are sitting right beside me in class.
Don't do that again. It is very weird....

Left school at 4pm. Nothing much really happen.
I kinda miss b. Its been long since we've spend quality time together. Only the two of us.
But its okay, we will make time for each other. We've been ever so busy with school and the upcoming performance. My mum misses you much. Come over soon okay b...........
xoxoxoxo