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My Wasian LifeOnce upon a time, a white lady in the general DC area gave birth to a slighty pukish wasian baby. She named her Ayla for some reason. 15 years later she yells at her for not cleaning her room, colouring her hair, piercing her nose, and eating up the fridge. Then, a fairy Buddha mother granted her mother and father a wish. I think they wished for help around the house. But the Fairy Buddha Mother assured them that Ayla will be the most popular kid at school (Never happened) and really into theatre. So she might make it through life with a roof over her head. Maybe. And they lived happily ever after kind of.
The End.
• I love fish.
• I'm avarage in a nutshell.
• I eat everywhere. In class, on Skype, in band camp, in the shower, etc.
• I prefer not to conform myself to a mass group of similar thought. But if I must, I guess you can say I'm Agnostic.
• I have gauges, a septum piercing, and glasses.
• I've been drinking a lot of smoothies lately.
• Piano is my love
• I'm in marching band.
Hair: Blacker than a man's cape.
Eyes: Light brown.
Race: WA-WA-WA-WASIAN.
Style: Classy and comfortable.
Height: Five feeeeet.
Weight: 130 lbs.
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