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

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Hi Tuesday.

I had my day started out with me, rushing down the bus, brisk-walking to catch my school's morning bell before I was considered late. Well, I managed to catch time only to find myself panting impulsively. Pity my lungs. Chemistry and Physics practical was what, Syai and me would call suicidal. She was my lab partner and you bet it, we had fun mixing chemicals and venturing out the glass block during physics. Practical was playtime for us until the time when I discovered that I did not bring my wallet with me. Jeez. How forgetful can I get despite the numerous reminders and alerts from my boyfriend. Lucky Syai was kind enough. I had 3 free periods for maths. Ira and me ace maths by resisting our urge not to fall asleep but day dreaming. Felt a lil' sheepish for our behaviour but we kind of used to it. Haha. Then the only highlight during social studies is when our teacher said, " Before you lose yourselves, you need to come back to school on a....... " I exchanged glances with Syai a few times. Thinking. Wondering, why are we even in her lesson? Okay let's not get too pretentious but geography was free period too. Syai was more involved in her maths set b and I was more concerned about the aircon temperature.

I met my bestgirl in the world at plaza and we zoomed to Hairul's for training. Pretty restless, half-dead, angry for the fact that I was too tired to move my limbs. I guess I'm getting used to this. Boyfriend been too kind to meet my mama to get money for my expenditure today. He has been able to clique with my weird behaviour these days. I must admit, the heat is making me a bit queasy. I need to see the docter, soon.

Oh baby babe bf nasri, thanks for hearing me out. I really need that extra ear. It helps.
11 days to happy9fasri!