Around and Around The Frozen Fountain

This afternoon, I was bored. So, I made videos of myself singing. But not until my brothers came into the room. So we made videos of us singing. Then I came out with this brilliant idea(ching-ching-ching!) of doing Willow Smith's Whip My hair dance that led us to pains and dizziness. The effect is still there. Now, i'm feeling painful at my neck on the left. I had the worst dizziness because I whipped my hair hard. Real hard.. seriously. We were crazy dancing and my brothers, because they don't have long hair, so they used towel to make it as their hair. It was fun. My maid who is 17 years old joined us too. We laughed and screamed and sing. It was real hard and real fun.

I wanted to put the video of us whipping our hair here. But, after I put my computer to service that day I lost so many programmes including Windows Microsoft Moviemaker. I thought of downloading it from the internet, but, my computer is having trouble with the Internet Downloading Manager. I need that software so I can cut some of the parts in the video which I don't want it to be shown. I can't do it without the software. I really, really, really want to show it to you guys. I'll try to do it through my mom's laptop okay? So, yeah, I'm not feeling quite well after that crazy act. My left head and neck are kinda painful. Shit -.-' but it was fun! So, I guess that's just it. Hey, spending your time that way is fun. I don't lie. So, later peeps :D

Okay, here's the thing. I can't help myself from loving Taylor Swift. I found out that my expression in my 'about me' sucked! So, just now, I just read Taylor Swift's 'about me' and I can't stop myself from reading. It was great. I've been her fan and sometimes I thought if Taylor Swift could ever be my sister. I have no sisters blaaaa. So let me start off by, Hi I'm Balqish. I am 15 years old and I grow older every 15th of July and my lucky number is 15. I love my cardigan and my black flats but not as much as I love my family. Taylor Swift inspires me a lot and she gave me some ideas on how to write about myself because I was born to be speechless everytime i'm asked to tell about myslef. How do I begin. No, I don't know. Reading her essay gives me something to tell. I over-think things and sometimes i'm crazy. I can't miss telling you that I am talkative. I tell you, if you're in my shoe, you won't suit yourself because I am a totally different human. I hope God won't make any other human who is similar to me so that'll make me special. I love spaghetti that my mom cooks. It's a recipe from my grandmother. I make sure that my hands know how to use a pan. My junior years in High School sucks and from that, thank God I learn about boys. In every stories of a girl, there must be a chapter of her about guys or love and in most stories of the artists in Hollywood where i'm free to rock the stage, they were picked on in their junior high. Isn't that pathetic? Well, awesome for me that nobody in my life had ever tried to ruin my school years, and years to come I hope that won't happen because if that happens, I'll call my cats at home right away and scare the beejezus outta those b*****s. Yes, b*****s, most of them hates and scared of cats. See? Those things I said, I was out of the way. I am talkative. I don't want to talk much here but there's one more thing, I hate cowards. Me myself, I'm not that real tough but i'm pretty tough inside. No matter what I do, I always remind myself that life is just a piece of cake. You fail if you eat, but you're tough enough if you stand up, give a pissing stare at the cake and walk away. Singing is my obsession. Reading is my well, yeap, still a hobby. So thanks you to eeryone who viewed and spent your precious time reading this piece of whatever. I know that you probably have some other good stuffs to do. But anyway, Thank You. As Taylor Swift(probablyitsannoyingyesiknow) had wrote... I love like sparkles and having the last word. And that's real love. --Balqish :)