about ♥
BELINDA
ni hao! I am currently gay 15. I was conceived by the biological phenomenom called sex, where sperm and egg fuse to become zygote, then embryo, then foetus. And that's how I came into this God-forsaken world on the 29th November 1991. Please understand the implications of acknowledging my birthdate because boxes with ribbons ARE expected.
I would love you but I don't know you so I don't. If I had any life at all, it'd be called drama because that's all I want it to be. Also, if I had to choose 4 colours, they'd be purple, orange, red and green.I love shopping, as would any normal girl. If you feel like you don't fit into that category, don't feel bad because sometimes being abnormal can be quite a compliment. Give me flowers and I promise I will jump with joy. If you are praying for a kiss, pray harder. You've got a long way to go. I love Max Brenner's chocolate. period. But for my daily dose of sugar, I wouldn't mind Jellybeans. Can't say they're not one of my favourites.
I adore DIM SUM. If they were man, I'd date them. They're hot, literally. Rum and Raisin flavoured ice cream can't get any better than it already is. (well, it depends. some restaurants seriously need to work really hard)
I LOVE SPONGEBOB. DON'T tell me it's an immature obsession. You've just stated the obvious. I'll get over it. Soon enough at least.
I don't know why you're still reading my crap. You must really like me.
if you could smell me from where you are, you'd probably smell CK be. (that's if it's not still sitting on the shelves in the store, all lonely... and sad.) -hint hint.
LaSalle. LaSalle. LaSalle. LaSalle. LaSalle. need i say more?
I want to learn how to ballroom dance, bartend, fence and be multi-lingual. German and French are toppers on my list of want-to-learns.
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go on,
try to seduce me
THEN AGAIN♥
Oh, and let me remind you that this is MY blog. and since it's mine, I write whatever I want. If you're not happy for some reason (or for no reason at all), go away. Don't start a verbal war on my tagboard telling me how much you hate my guts, as if I would actually give a shit about you and your fucking comments. Potty mouthed or not potty mouthed, spare me your toilet paper or so help me I'll stuff it up you ass. You're welcome
tay and I went to Harvey Norman today to look at mp3s and I saw one that more or les caught my eye. the samsung k3. which one should I pick? 
