I'm steffy, or commonly known as stef nickname short for STEFANIE. (i don't like being called other than that because its annoying)
i am self-centered, and i love attention. i wear glasses, and i look like a nerd. i think i'm pretty sometimes and i love compliments.
i like a lot of crap. like seriously. i love reading, to be specific love stories, or any books by james patterson, meg cabot, sophie kinsella and hailey abbott.
i don't dig fantasy books, except twilight (typical), and guess what? i'm team jacob, no not because of his body. hah.
i hate stupid people. people who ask me stupid questions. and annoying people. anyone except my sister, because she's always been annoying since birth but i still love her.
i hate insects, ANY. and i hate smelly things and i hate people who insult me except myself, because those people should just go to hell.
i have friends who love me, and i love them dearly. my family are my most precious people in the wholewide world, and i adore celebrities like vanessa hudgens, taylor launter,
chace crawford, blake lively and MANY more.
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Saturday, September 22, 2007
@ 2:24 PM
yays.................................................. ok no~no yays. my blog gts mre boring, and i'm even mre lazier to write. and i'm so desparate to change my blog to a nicer layout, but can't. ummm hello guys, desparate much.
even though u try do impress or cheer me up wif ur stupid 'magic tricks' it still won't help. i feel destroyed. i'm not one of those girls, even though they're destroyed, they recover. fast. but not me. it takes time for me to think over, but i get more destroyed. not that i'm destroyed in a love situation. i was destroyed , because, i juz destroyed smth. and nt only that. i felt bad. it felt lyk, i heart was broken into millions of pieces, lyk how i break , the thingy, the apparatus, the beaker. its not i didd it on purpose. its an accident. and dude, once u break or destroy smth, u regret. if u admit or don't admit. its the same. although i did admit. i felt so........ tiny . it wasn't anyone's fault except me. and on that day, i felt weird, lyk someone poked me. continously. non stop. it was a lucky day. gt 15/15 4 my moral. didn't cheer me up.still thinkin bout the broking. thingy. and well at sejarah time i dreamed away. gt called 3 times. but at english, we get to watch the prestige. gt the movie. nice. well magic.u noe.still on my mind. it can't even gt offf. well u noe. gettin sick rite now. well thats bout it. dun feel lyk writin. for now.
