Friday, October 3, 2008
♥ TAG! You're it!!!! LOL.
RULE :
Each player of this game starts off with
15 weird things / habits / little known facts about yourself.
People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird habits /things / little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.
No TAG backs!
Number One:
I'm fcukin' vain. =)
Number Two:
I'm retarded.
Number Three:
I love to paint.
Abstract for that matters
Number Four:
I have trouble
remembering names.
Number Five:
I love vintage cars.
Number Six:
Yeah, I do wanna look
like Leighton Meester
[Blair Warldorf]
Number Seven:
I'm impatient
Number Eight:
I hate Chocolate DRINKS
Number Nine:
I buy 2 dresses a month.
Number Ten:
I love physical activities
that makes me perspire.
Like I've mentioned. I'm retarded.
Number Eleven:
I've always wanted to be a spy. 007
Number Twelve:
I'm a health-conscious FREAK!
Number Thirteen:
I love to run.
Number Fourteen:
Organizing prom sucks
the energy out of me.
Number Fifteen:
I love my retarded boy.
Hate to admit it but sigh.
I tag the people that I've Linked. =)
Too bad.
15 weird things / habits / little known facts about yourself.
People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 15 weird habits /things / little known facts as well as state this rule clearly. At the end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.
No TAG backs!
Number One:
I'm fcukin' vain. =)
Number Two:
I'm retarded.
Number Three:
I love to paint.
Abstract for that matters
Number Four:
I have trouble
remembering names.
Number Five:
I love vintage cars.
Number Six:
Yeah, I do wanna look
like Leighton Meester
[Blair Warldorf]
Number Seven:
I'm impatient
Number Eight:
I hate Chocolate DRINKS
Number Nine:
I buy 2 dresses a month.
Number Ten:
I love physical activities
that makes me perspire.
Like I've mentioned. I'm retarded.
Number Eleven:
I've always wanted to be a spy. 007
Number Twelve:
I'm a health-conscious FREAK!
Number Thirteen:
I love to run.
Number Fourteen:
Organizing prom sucks
the energy out of me.
Number Fifteen:
I love my retarded boy.
Hate to admit it but sigh.
I tag the people that I've Linked. =)
Too bad.