we welcomed the new year with loud music and bubbles over at clarke quay. yes, if u were there, and saw bubbles, that was courtesy of us! haha. that's probably the fun-nest new year's eve i've ever had. going around blowing bubbles. the bomb man! haha.
it's the bidding period once again and many like me are pulling out their hair at the stupidity of the CORS system. sigh. at least i got my psych modules preallocated. which is a surprise. haha.
worst new of the year so far. britney being taken to the hospital for a mental evaluation. i think britney's had a really bad few years. ever since k-fed, it's been all downhill for her. i think the only thing good in her life are her kids and she can't even see them. boo. and poor girl, it's pretty much confirmed that she has a mental problem. which brings me to the bigger issue. why is nobody giving her proper help?! and nooo i don mean dr. phil and his supposed intervention. a TV doctor is the LAST thing britney needs right now. like helloo, when i read the news about dr. phil and his plan to get britney on his show so he can "help" her, i was like wtf!! yeah sure, an hour on your show will make her life peachykins. fuck off you quack.
and why the fuck is EVERYBODY selling her out?! lynne spears you bitch. you'll agree to be on dr. phil's show but you won't even go down to LA to see your daughter who's just been considered a danger to herself and others? no wonder she's sick in the head. and no wonder jamie lynn's preggers.
come on, britney. you just need to get some help. away from the cameras. you can do it bb! i have faith in you! when you get all better, you can get your kids back from that money hungry dick of an ex-husband (who needs to be educated on protection, by the way...what's he doing? populating a country?)!
by the way, it's pretty scary how britney's hounded by so many paparazzi everyday. to the point that armed policemen have to be at her house to control the chaos.
anyways, love to juling! who let us come over for a new year party! and for mahjong on saturday! we shall meet again to play soon. love to other mahjong kakis, tracy, who fell asleep! ethel, who thinks everything is vulgar and rude! mommy bryant the freakshit!
# you want a piece of me.
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the girl.
Sufi
Family is my heart
Friends are my oxygen
Having fun is my passion
Music is my soul
