the theory: a shirt-jeans-&-sneaker-wearing princess stuck in the 21st century.
the facts: she's a carefree rockstar-wannabe waiting for her own 'happily ever after'. but for now, she's contented being psychosomatic addict insane. she prefers horror over romantic movies, sneakers over sandals, getting wet in the rain than using an umbrella. loves the beach but hates the sun. never refuses chocolate cake even if it ruins her neverending diet. drives like a maniac but parks like a sissy. had a smelly dog named tamagotchi who thinks he's a kangaroo. a geek. loves taking videos while backriding on the dragster. her most dangerous stunt is wearing high heels and a skirt. always believed that she needs to get her head checked. has a dark side she calls 'my evul tin'. just when she's into her boxing lessons, her gym closes down... without warning. only two things make her cry: when daddy makes her eat avocado and when she doesn't get her way on her birthday. she believes she's one of the endless ~ death ~ hence an ankh around her neck. she had a heart made of ice but a prince replaced it with a crystal heart. she is tin and this is her life story...
Credits: Jaymark for his patience in answering my html questions. Ayn, my website / html guru, for showing me the tricks of the trade. Letterjames.de (c/o dude) for the marquee.
