Puke, Shit, and Filipinos
hey readers. omg it has been sooooo long since the last luncheon with you guys. well I have some bad news: i've found i'm dying from consumption. that cough you hear down the halls and through the walls is my death call. omg I sound like emo i better cut this shit out. so where to start...oh yeah sobe 05 was crazy...paul (so wannabe b-list) was so jealous of me benji and kevvie. who wouldnt be jealous of clubbing with lindsay at Mansion or doing cokelines off of Paris's buttocks. and the boys there were so so buff...the buff boy alert level was at 10...sobe is the candy shop for boys but unlike what fitty said they didnt just melt in your mouth ;). enough of sobe...asian festival was hot. me, mich o, and jaime had a three way every practice...it was hot. omg but the day of, before going on stage i kept puking and shitting all over my partner kristine (i had the stomach flu)...she wasnt very happy. at DECA i won f'ing every award b/c im way too A+ -list for those ppl. well thats it party peoples. tomorrow i get fitted for my prom dress at Vera Wang...you are all invited. check out my new quiz to see if your A,or eww B, or double eww C, list. loves yah.