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 7, 2010

Don't want to be stuck in yesterday.

Sorry babies i rather care more about my shingles right at my back. I feel so agitated that i wanna scratch em' all each and every second. School was okay except the fact that thomas and nara will never stop bullying and irritating the hell outta me. So at 1pm went to the Botanical Gardens for a lesson of photo taking of the scenery for Art. Omy, was my back a hell of a pain due to the heaty weather. It was stinging pain and all I could do was to pray and call b to complain about how terribly itchy it was. Argh.

Head back school at 230pm. So i did not attend cca cos some teachers find shingles contagious and I might go to poly again for more mcs because i want to fully heal before heading back to school. Or maybe i should fork out money from baba so i do not have to wait for hours. But baba will be like......" Patience is a virtue, blah blah bleargh."

I have lessons with hot hottie Martin tonight. Ram and I will go gaga gugu again that if he does not wear his specs and reveal his curly wirly hair.
I am so ready to study physics, tonight! ^.^