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, July 28, 2012

My Alta Mater.

"No matter how much you think you hate school, you'll always miss it when you leave..."

I miss snapping pictures in school. Taking snapshots of weird objects such as...the cone.

Yearning for the god damn delicious cheese fries at 15 minutes! Its a definite MUST HAVE although it cost $5.50.

Miss multi-tasking in school. Eating/excessive texting.

Miss bringing McDonald's to school every morning and stuffing hash browns in my mouth while the lecturer is not looking!

Painting my nails while Rifqi is working hard during school hours. Omg this is hillarious!

Taking pictures in between lesson.

Perhaps I don't really miss painting but definitely miss looking at Rifqi's painting... Its just so beautiful. He always leave me astounded.

Taking photographs in Lasalle's toilet (missed)

Miss being around these two angels. Sharing stories and hearing their laughter. Its just too bad we no longer belong in the same class :(

Last, I yearn to hug Aishah again!

What I'm trying to emphasize here is how much I totally miss school. .

Miss almost everything about it.

Pretty weird because I recalled dragging myself to school practically everyday.

Always groaning when homework is given. Consistently looking forward to the semester breaks and especially public holidays without fail.

Very contradicting, come to think of it.

Anyways, I really hope that my friends won't drift too far away from me

despite the fact that we will all soon be allocated to different classes and not to mention, different levels! Going to miss all of your presence so much.

Let's do cheese fries meet-up every week, after Ramadan ends of course! Hehe

Its about time I miss Lasalle.

My 3 month break is finally coming to an end.

Next week marks the end of my holidays.

Not certain if I'm all prepared for school...

Just look forward to see my friends! and my new classmates, yeah....sure.

xxxxx