I'm Bella.

I'm 14.

I'm a HUGE fan of fanfiction, and I love reading. (Anything related to studying and ...knowledge?... is a no-no.)

I live in MALAYSIA. If you know where Singapore and Thailand is, you should know Malaysia. How in the freakin' world do you miss Malaysia, which is right in the middle of those two? Singapore's an ISLAND and EVERYONE knows Singapore. Seriously? (No offense to Singaporeans..)

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This is really sweet...

When a girl is quiet, a million things are running through her mind.

When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.

When a girl looks at you with her eyes full of question, she is wondering how long you will be around.

When a girl answers "I'm fine." after a few seconds, she is not fine at all.

When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying.

When a girl rests her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be her's forever.

When a girl wants to see you everday, she wants to be pampered.

When a girl says "I love you." she means it.

When a girl says "I miss you." nobody could miss you more than that.

Life only comes around once, so make sure you spend it with the right person.

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, and calls you back when you hang up on him.

The guy who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead,

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

The one who holds your hand in front of his friends and is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you there for him.

The one who turns to his friends and declares "That's her.".

This One's For the Girls.

BE YOU (tiful)

I'm an original, not a copy. I'm the girl who is shy, but nice. The one who is always smilling. I'm the girl who doesn't have every guy falling at my feet. I'm not the girl who everyone says "she's so pretty" or 'You're beautiful". I'm the girl who's not a honors student, but gets decent grades (except in History.) I'm the girl who has a big heart and big dreams. The one who's never ashamed to say that she is a Muslim. The girl who loves to read, write, and sing. I'm the girl who you'd say is really nice, but shy at first. I'm the hopeless romantic. I'm the girl who tries her best to get along with everyone. I'm not the popular girl. I guess I'm not a loser, although I wouldn't mind that. I'm the girl who is a floater when it comes to friends, I hate cliques. I'm not the girl who's into sports or the materialistic airhead. I'm the girl that people can't categorize, not even myself; my style and personality can't be limited to stereotypes. I'm the girl who feels like she doesn't fit in. I'm the girl who thinks she's a complete dork, but I don't mind that. I'm the girl who is comfortable with who she is, but am picky with who I'm close to. I'm just me. I'm not a supermodel or Marilyn Monroe. I'm just me. And if you have a problem with that, please tell me and we'll talk.

I'm sick of backstabbing girls who say that they're your friends. I'm tired of people who talk bad about me behind my back, but in reality, they're just as bad. I'm tired of girls who seem to think that makeup defines our entire lives. I'm tired of my so-called best friend always going behind my back, putting everyone down, and just being an all around "five-minute girl" that no one wants to be around. I'm sick and tired of the boys that fall for these crazy, dumb, FAKE girls that are so fake that Barbie herself is jealous. I'm sick and tired of all of it- Me

“Here’s to the girls: That keep a smile even though they’re going through hell. That keep their head high, even though they’d rather be elsewhere. That give amazing advice, but can’t seem to follow it themselves. That can make anyone laugh, but herself. Here’s to her.”

“This is for the girls who don’t always win. The girls who stay up all night listening to music that inspires them. The girls that laugh, smile, cry and think all on a daily basis. The girls who love, learn and regret. The girls who may never have it easy. The girls who learn the hard way to live and tell about it. The real girls.”

Girls
are like
apples on trees.
The best ones are
at the top of the tree.The
boys dont want to reach
for the good ones because they
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.
Instead, they just get the rotten apples
from the ground that aren't as good,
but easy. So the apples at the top think
something is wrong with them, when in
reality, they're amazing. They just
have to wait for the right boy to
come along, the one who's
brave enough to
climb all
the way
to the top
of the tree

I am the girl that doesn't go to school dances, or games, and when I do go, I sit in a corner and read a book. I am the girl that people look through when I say something. I am the girl that spends most of her free time reading, writing, or doing other activities that most teenagers wouldn't call normal. I am the girl that doesn't spend all her time on MySpace, or talking to a boyfriend on a cell phone or regular phone. I am the girl that hasn't been asked out EVER. I am the girl that has stopped to smell the flowers and jump and splash in the rain. BUT I am also the girl who knows and is proud to be who she is, who loves reading and writing and doing the things that no one seems to have the time to do any more, who can express herself better with words than actions, who doesn't need a guy to complete her, and knows the importance of the little things.

"Girl, you're amazing, just the way you are."- Bruno Mars

“One day you’re gonna want her. That girl that knew she wasn’t perfect, but tried to be for you. That girl who wanted nothing more than to be there for you, and loving you was the only way she could. The girl who sees your flaws, but values them as much as your strengths. That girl who still can’t bring herself to hate you, even though sometimes you probably deserve it. The girl that should have you, but doesn’t.”

Boys are like purses; Cute, full of crap, and can always be replaced.

Boys are like snuggies. They're stupid, but we all want one.

"A heart is not a play thing,

a heart is not a toy,

but if you want it broken,

Just give it to a boy.

Boys, they like to play with things

To see what makes them run,

But when it comes to kissing,

They do it just for fun.

Boys never give their hearts away

They play us girls for fools,

They wait until we give our hearts

And then they play it cool.

You will wonder where he is a night

You will wonder if hes true,

One moment you will be happy,

One moment you will be blue.

If you get a chance to see him

Your heart begins to dance

Your life revolves around him,

Theres nothing like romance.

And then it starts to happen,

You worry day and night

You see, my friend, you're losing him

It never turns out right.

Boys are great, though immature

The price you pay is high,

He may seem sweet and gorgeous

But remember, he's a guy.

Don't fall in love with just a boy

That takes alot of nerve.

You see, my friend, you need a man

To get what you deserve.

So when you think that you're in love,

Be careful if you can

Before you give your heart away

Make sure that he's a man."

To guys, girls are like video games, they go up to the next level with a girl. Then the next, then the next, and once they get bored of playing, they quit.

Behind every successful man, is a woman doing all the work.

God created man before woman because you always need a rough draft!

Boys are like computers. Hard to figure out and never have enough memory.

Boys are like mascara. They usually run at the first sign of emotion.

Boys are like lava lamps. Fun to look at, but not all that bright.

Q: What makes men chase after women they have no intention of marrying?

A: The same urge that makes dogs chase after cars they have no intention of driving.

Every girl has three guys in her life. The one she hates, the one she loves, and the one she can't live without. And in the end, they're all the same guy.

Boys are like stars, there are millions of them out there, but only one can make your dreams come true.

Never let your man’s mind wonder – it’s too little to be out on its own.

The bride, upon her engagement, went to her mother and said,
“I’ve found a man just like father!”.

Her mother replied,
“So what do you want from me, sympathy?”

"Love is like Tug-of-war, one jerk after another."

"Mr. Right's coming.. but he's in Africa and he's walking!" -Oprah

(rah) (ah) ([roma (1ma)] (ga) (ooh)(la) = bad romance. Copy & Paste it if you get it :)

One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school.His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books.I thought to myself, 'Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd.' I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.

As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes. My heart went out to him.

So, I jogged over to him as he crawled around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye. As I handed him his glasses, I said, 'Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives.'

He looked at me and said, 'Hey thanks!'

There was a big smile on his face.It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude.I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never hung out with a private school kid before.

We talked all the way home, and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He said yes.We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.

Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of books again.I stopped him and said, 'Boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!' He just laughed and handed me half the books.

Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends.. When we were seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and I was going to Duke.
I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation.I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.

Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked great.He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was jealous!

Today was one of those days.I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, 'Hey, big guy, you'll be great!' He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. 'Thanks,' he said.

As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began, 'Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach... but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story.' I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home.

He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. 'Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable.' I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment.

I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize it's depth.

Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others.

You now have two choices, you can :1) Put this on your profile or 2) Forget you read this and act like it didn't touch your heart. As you can see, I took choice number 1.
'Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.'

There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history. Tomorrow is a mystery. Today is a gift.