Scream, FarA!

Budak kecik rock konon

Miss Fara: WHAT DAY IS TODAY CLASS?

Class: IT’S SATURDAY MISS FARA!

Miss Fara: HELL YEAH STUDENTS! SMART ASS

Class: (cheers cheers cheers)

No no no. Never ever with that usage of vocabs while in class.

Kids are like sponge They absorbed anything they listened, observed, and smelled. (eh?)

If you would to dress like a Mak Datin with the presence of your 3 year old sister, trust me. Your little sister will follow your steps at that age. She too would be very picky in her choices of clothes, and you never know, she too wants the foundation, eye liner and lipgloss.

A 3 year old Mak Datin (-____-”) Tsk tsk.

Budak kecik tukar baju!

Anyway,

Bye Kuching 430pm!

Hello Miri 530pm!

Inner craps: Eh, Bon Jovi It’s My Life. Morven brought this song preliminary Euphonious 2008. Haha. Good old times Oh that reminds me of one movie I watched yesterday in Cinemax, Bon Jovi was YOUNG and he was the vampire hunter. LOL. Not bad lah that movie.

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fara.f

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Now playing: Bon Jovi – It ’s My Life (Album Version)
via FoxyTunes

I visited dear really old Nek Wa of mine after Zohor. Ok maybe she is as old as your grannies or could be younger than your grannies, perhaps my grandauntie is older than yours

And she sat at her balcony silently, offering me kuih cincin and sharing tit bits of her life.

Nek Wa told us that one of her closest neighbour at the end of the road, had passed away.

Innalillah..

I asked solemnly, “Is she younger than you Nek Wa?”

“Ah no. I am older than her dear,” Nek Wa replied.

“Ah these eyes are getting blurry each day. Sometimes little tears sparkled without me realising. It is time for me to go perhaps,”

“Hush hush hush Nek Wa,”

We then moved to a cherry topic to distract her from the thoughts of returning to God.

Nek Wa even strongly disagreed on flying to Miri when her daughter (my aunt) invited her to, as Nek Wa does not want to return to God while she is in Miri. She wants to be in Kuching by then.

Hush hush hush.

Nek Wa is 84 years old.

I sometimes wonder if she has the chance to see me again; the least is to graduate.

Aiyoh. Emo lah pulak.

>.<

<3
fara.f

Moss

I’m bored of Meow City. (like Otomen would love to refer) it’s Kuching la!

I’m bored of skyscrapers, shopping-makes-you-happy-wtf, bangunan-bangunan-ada-aircond-dan-lelaki-hot-wtf, kereta-kereta-lalu-lalang-laju-laju, makan-makan-makes-you-happy-too-gemuk-ada-la-wtf.

I can die of madness with that exposure.

So called for my social-net-life.

Blehhhh.

My blog and my facebook are cramped with moss.

It’s green.

Can you see it?

Hari-hari tengok laptop boleh gila tau. Cakap pun guna keyboard, tengok muka pun guna webcam.

I want my oil town (city?) back.
I need REAL PEOPLE yaw; whom I can laugh my ass with.

Fly me back to Miri cepat cepat cepat.
Saturday comes fast please!
MAS parked your boeing right at my door step please!

Please please pretty please. Time do pass by fast please.

<3
fara.f

I’m not on Hiatus after all

Disclaimer: I was a tourist in my own state yesterday.
Though we did this before whenever we stayed in Holiday Inn Kuching, I was still a tourist yesterday.
Now that we’re staying in a house in Kuching, no more Holiday Inn :(, I was still a tourist yesterday.

Mama says this is Heaven.

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ps: Hi Mysterious Friend! I miss you!

Waking up at 7 on Sunday morning of “it’s either you get out of the bed or we’ll leave you behind” aka paksa-rela is, Hell. *yawn* (-_-”)

Today’s mission:
The family’s breakfast routine, not at home ya. I repeat, not at home
and,
To the Pasar Minggu.

I went to the Pasar Minggu in hm, I’m not that familiar with Kuching City yet. As usual, it was pack with people, fruits, vegetables, flowers, and cars.
Anyway,
among all the pretty stuffs, this was the best.

And it only costs a buck!

Mama says,

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