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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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Tuesday, July 21, 2009

@ 8:39 PM
WHOO I FINISH MY HISTORY PYP, AND WORKSHEET! (worksheet, i copy all jasilah answer but still, teacher lost my answer, but i can't blame her, or francis cause it was paper.) and since i thought i wasn't able to finish reading mediator 6(thank lord of all lords! aainaa you rock!) but i read it finish! whoo. *happy dance* i love the story. love the ending, unexpected though, which is good. :D anyways, i've got a stupid story to tell you which involves, who else, me. this is copyright, if you copy, you die.
"FINISH!" stefanie exclaimed after writing her history corrections and relieved that she managed to finish it within an hour. As she wants to pass it to teacher she realised that she couldn't find her corrections on another paper. she panicked. "oh shiiitt, where is it?" "what?" hazim asked. "MY CORRECTIONS I LEFT IT SOMEWHERE!" stefanie pratically screamed to him. she frantically rummaged through her messy table filled with a lot of paper and books. Hazim, which was kind of him, also helped stefanie find her corrections but sadly failed. stefanie complained and whined, telling herself that she had been such an idiot. As stefanie reached home cursing herself where could her corrections may be, she was half way up her staircase she remembered where it was, how stupid she could have been, she rushed to her room and dumped her bag onto her study table, with a quick movement of unzipping her bag she scrambled for her paper and found it. it was behind her essay, THE OTHER PAGE, all along.
yeah how stupid could i have been.