Pamela. Or simply Pampam. 14 y/o. 10, February 1999. Born-Again Christian. I serve God by using my talent for Him. Tambourine dancer. I love reading and writing for leisure. Easy-going. Meek. I'm NOT like any other girl you're thinking of. Never been kissed, never been touched (ew). Conservative. My dignity's only for my future husband and I'M MOST DEFINITELY NOT IN A HURRY. I've always dreamed of being a writer someday and travel the world. Paris, London and New York are the first three in my bucket list. Peter Pan is my fictional crush since childhood. It upsets me at the fact that he isn't real (believe it or not--I almost cried before--). I've been dreaming things like flying around the Big Ben with him and stay forever young with the lost boys in Neverland. But nah, he's fictional. I call myself a potato. I'm not sexy, I don't have a good fashion sense. I'm not the type of girl those hot dudes at school are after. I'm not like those pretty and hot bombshells. People sometimes gossip about the way I look and how weird my simplicity is but I honestly don't give a single fudge cake about it. I'm a special pineapple. I'm only wasting my time hearing them. I'd rather write and do something productive. I can handle criticism though. I know God has reserved someone for me; like the one who'll take me as I am. I can wait. God's still writing my lovestory. If you wanna be friends with me, that's not a problem. :) x