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The Ballerina
The Ballerina
About me

In a place, where it was bordered on both ends by hedge.Suddenly, I could feel something glinting on the corner of my left eye. I rolled my eyes to the left. Then, I found an ornate mirror. Looking into the mirror, I saw my reflections. Into my eyes, I saw my past. My beautiful past.


My speech
Don't complain with what i blog about, cuz it's my blog, not yours. If you don't want to read this, don't waste time, click the red X button at the top right corner of the internet explorer.

My Loves
The things I truly adore

dance; ballet, on ice
gossip girl
music
my violin Rumy
ipod kpod
couture, cosmetics, heels
the bffaes, you know you love me
I am the lily of the valley <3

Cries
Things which makes me indignant.

Insects
Shitty people & things

Talkings
Talk here.





Archives
My footsteps

♥January 2007
♥February 2007
♥March 2007
♥April 2007
♥May 2007
♥July 2007
♥August 2007
♥September 2007
♥October 2007
♥November 2007
♥December 2007
♥January 2008
♥February 2008
♥March 2008
♥April 2008
♥May 2008
♥June 2008
♥July 2008
♥August 2008
♥September 2008
♥October 2008
♥November 2008
♥August 2009
♥September 2009

Affiliates
BYEBYE

Fiona Linn Donoven Eenette Eunice C Chloe Anni Kathy Amanda Tai tell me if you wanna be linked

Music
Lalalala




Credits
Don't delete this part.

x o x o


Friday, November 16, 2007
My beautiful past. I was once a ballerina.




















speaking of being famous
i realised that i maybe want the attention, but i don't exactly want to be famous
you see,
when you are famous, you really have no privacy. at least not much right?? everybody will know who you are marrying, some of your secrets that are better to be kept unknown, and probably your toilet paper brand
and you can't be sure that you won't have scandals too. a lot a lot of celebs/ famous people have scandals. and scandals are a major irritation of the butt.
but there is this saying in korean
directly translated:
when animals die, they leave their skin. when humans die, they leave their names.
kay, sounds wrong in english. but that is besides the point
and i do want to leave my name in this earth for forever. because that is the only thing that can probably stay in the earth even when i'm gone. physically

maybe when i die, the pain will wash away..

pictures! that i promised (:
the infamous fiona, and me (:






(x my legs are bent -,-;;
fiona thinks she is too pretty to be photographed. (x






i love this girl. a lot (:

and she loves me too (:

prince charming, gay prince, prince of bahamas (x VERY IN CHARACTER

something wrong with my eyes? i just can't stop tearing..