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, February 20, 2010

Pretty Lucky.

I miss Nuovo. The part where he says " I'm still a Fly. " Aw, hope he's alright in Austrailia.

I am pretty lucky today but still, my morning started out as though i am some spoilt brat. I had my mum waking me up in the morning at 9am because she wants me to attend Flag day and get some shit cip points. I toss and turn and yawn and moan and finally gave up cos mama kept screaming at me. Decided to head over to Woodlands Regional Library only at noon. Collected my tin........... what a hassle.

Did not want to stand under the sun so i went home. Complained to Mama and Baba. SAP.... got a handful of coins from both of them. Haha. Had lunch first then i went over to Nasri's place.
His adik so cute omg. Wink at me so many times. Alahai........
And i was pretty lucky because Nasri's mum gave me around 2 handful of coins.

I guess she really pitied me ^.^
Nasri's small brother had fun inserting the coins in the tin. He had a mini competition with Nasri on who gets to insert the coins first. So cute la alaaaaaa.
My tin was half full thanks to mama/baba/nasri's mum. Thank you so much!
Hang around nasri's house till 330pm then head back to Woodlands to return my tin.

Next, went to Ang Mo Kio to watch my sugarbabe's performance.
Didn't really get to catch her dance though.

I had dinner with my cousins at Alameen.
The food there is really scrumptous, like they say shioooooook.
I just got home and i want to turn in now.
I hope Nasri is having the time of his life, biking with his friends.
So long everyone.

" Lie to me, i promise to believe. Lie to me, but please don't leave. " - Sheryl Crow
The book i am currently reading before bedtime has a lot of phrases that makes me think and absorb......i should actually use that phrase to kcyk. Haha, k konek.