<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d4191732787360857591\x26blogName\x3dLiee\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dBLUE\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttps://liee-can-fly.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den_US\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://liee-can-fly.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d6420858438999020249', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>
 

You can call me Leslie.

I'm a Cancerian, '90

I dream and fantasize a lot.

I love photography.

I might just be a celebrity chef one day.

I am an animal lover.

I am health conscious sometimes.

I am not interested in people with no dining etiquette.






  • Friendster
  • Facebook

    • My Favourites

  • Aunty Yochana
  • Curtis Stone
  • Hedi Slimane
  • Mike Rosenthal

    • Life's a highway, so take the wheel.

    Monday, August 25, 2008
    Shisha & Baybeats

    i fucking can't wait for the holidays alrdy! rooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrr! shisha and baybeats on Saturday. woots!

    i want to go back to sec sch on friday but that disgusting BMIC paper starts at 1430 and ends at 1630. wtf????? i swear i am gonna finish it fast. will be going to Uncle Roger's place! right CXM? miss him man~~~~ dont miss the sons. they're devils.

    okay, i am stuck between going to sleep or continuing my math. ugh...! oh right now, i have a piece of shit on my head. yes. it's my shittie hair. i swear im not gg back to that Pukka Hair Salon.. it makes me wanna puke. sad. all i can do now is wait for it to grow longer.... again...

    p.s. i need a hug. a good one. perhaps a kiss too.