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Uhm yeah, so I went on a bit of a shopping spree. My boss' [also my brother in law] cousin closed down House of Terror and Holiday Village so we went to the warehouse to do some serious damage. We took a massive amount of things. For those of you who weren't aware they had a public auction and sold practically everything that the company owned including the Holiday Village Fire Truck. Can you believe someone bought that? HA! Anyway, back to the mall thing. Considering that Valentines day is coming up I decided to take the risk and hit the mall. I was originally going to drive my ass to Bal Harbour but the thought of driving back in traffic made me nauseous. None of these wack ass stores in Miami have the Lacoste shirt that I was looking for so I spent hours walking around the mall looking for something that caught my eye. What a mistake. Geez Louise.
I bought this shirt for him, to compliment his beautiful eyes. I saw it at Banana Republic and it just screams out "get me get me get me." I can very well picture him in it. Him and his delicious mo-hawk, HA!
I also got him something similar to this. His business is on the up and up and I just wanted to wish him the best of luck...hopefully this will bring him some good times ahead. Of course I enclosed a cute quote and an adorable card that I bought at Target and then later personalized to fit my standards [i love being creative]
I bought this for myself because I very damn well deserve it. Two day shipping. I should be here by Tuesday. I'm very excited. Hopefully it won't crash any time soon considering the fact that it cost so much damn money.
Moving right along...
I spoke to a friend of mine the other day who mentioned how boring my journal had become. Well Im sorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry but I have not had many things other than Chunky to think about lately. GEEZ. He wanted me to mention him so here it goes....
XxloserxX: u still do that online journal crap
LaTiNnV15: ive kinda lost interest i guess
XxloserxX: ntuhing juiicy
XxloserxX: ohh..well put me in ur next enrty..
LaTiNnV15: will do will do
XxloserxX: so i can read what a loser u are
XxloserxX: lol
Who's the loser now huh? That's what I thought shithead!
Moving right along...
I was walking through school the other day eating a distgusting honey and oats granola bar wishing I was Chinese. Haven't you ever noticed how an Obese Chinese person is about as much of an oxymoron as Silent Thunder. I have always wondered why everyone in the ethnicity is so damn thin considering that a majority of their diet revolves around carbohydrates like noodles and rice. UGH. How frustrating. Why must us Cuban Ladies [although we ARE beautiful] have such large thighs and such big asses. No matter how much weight I lose I am never going to fit into a 3 ever again. These freakin hips [and I do not even compare to half of the women in my family whose size is much much larger] refuse to go into anything small than a 9. I simply do not understand the logic. Maybe if I have Chinese DNA implanted into my dermis my body will be tricked into thinking I'm really Chinese? Well...I know it's not possible but can't a girl hope for the best....GIMME A BREAK MAN.
Moving right along...
Bored as hell at work the other day I decide to start surfing the web. I ran across www.theknot.com... for those of you who are not aware it is a web site for weddings. I spent over 2 hours just looking through shit, when I finally realized what a fuckin' loser I am I call Suzell. It goes a little something like this:
Suzell: Hello?
Delia: Hey!
Suzell: What's up?
Delia: I've spent the last 2 hours online looking for wedding favors!
Suzell: What the hell for?!
Delia: You know who's getting married?
Suzell: who?!?!?!?!?
Delia: NO ONE I KNOW!
Suzell: YOU ARE SUCH A FREAKIN LOSER!
Delia: I know...Goodbye.
Suzell: BYE!
Moving right along...
Anyway, that pretty much sums up my loserness.
Oh yes.
those of you who have been copying and pasting my profile and supplementing your own with my choice of colors as well as pattern choices need to refrain from doing so. I change it as little as possible and it makes me irate to know that some little minded, scum sucking, unoriginal people must result to using my damn choice of color pallette as well as icons. Get your own you freakin losers!
I bought this shirt for him, to compliment his beautiful eyes. I saw it at Banana Republic and it just screams out "get me get me get me." I can very well picture him in it. Him and his delicious mo-hawk, HA!
I also got him something similar to this. His business is on the up and up and I just wanted to wish him the best of luck...hopefully this will bring him some good times ahead. Of course I enclosed a cute quote and an adorable card that I bought at Target and then later personalized to fit my standards [i love being creative]
I bought this for myself because I very damn well deserve it. Two day shipping. I should be here by Tuesday. I'm very excited. Hopefully it won't crash any time soon considering the fact that it cost so much damn money.
Moving right along...
I spoke to a friend of mine the other day who mentioned how boring my journal had become. Well Im sorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrry but I have not had many things other than Chunky to think about lately. GEEZ. He wanted me to mention him so here it goes....
XxloserxX: u still do that online journal crap
LaTiNnV15: ive kinda lost interest i guess
XxloserxX: ntuhing juiicy
XxloserxX: ohh..well put me in ur next enrty..
LaTiNnV15: will do will do
XxloserxX: so i can read what a loser u are
XxloserxX: lol
Who's the loser now huh? That's what I thought shithead!
Moving right along...
I was walking through school the other day eating a distgusting honey and oats granola bar wishing I was Chinese. Haven't you ever noticed how an Obese Chinese person is about as much of an oxymoron as Silent Thunder. I have always wondered why everyone in the ethnicity is so damn thin considering that a majority of their diet revolves around carbohydrates like noodles and rice. UGH. How frustrating. Why must us Cuban Ladies [although we ARE beautiful] have such large thighs and such big asses. No matter how much weight I lose I am never going to fit into a 3 ever again. These freakin hips [and I do not even compare to half of the women in my family whose size is much much larger] refuse to go into anything small than a 9. I simply do not understand the logic. Maybe if I have Chinese DNA implanted into my dermis my body will be tricked into thinking I'm really Chinese? Well...I know it's not possible but can't a girl hope for the best....GIMME A BREAK MAN.
Moving right along...
Bored as hell at work the other day I decide to start surfing the web. I ran across www.theknot.com... for those of you who are not aware it is a web site for weddings. I spent over 2 hours just looking through shit, when I finally realized what a fuckin' loser I am I call Suzell. It goes a little something like this:
Suzell: Hello?
Delia: Hey!
Suzell: What's up?
Delia: I've spent the last 2 hours online looking for wedding favors!
Suzell: What the hell for?!
Delia: You know who's getting married?
Suzell: who?!?!?!?!?
Delia: NO ONE I KNOW!
Suzell: YOU ARE SUCH A FREAKIN LOSER!
Delia: I know...Goodbye.
Suzell: BYE!
Moving right along...
Anyway, that pretty much sums up my loserness.
Oh yes.
those of you who have been copying and pasting my profile and supplementing your own with my choice of colors as well as pattern choices need to refrain from doing so. I change it as little as possible and it makes me irate to know that some little minded, scum sucking, unoriginal people must result to using my damn choice of color pallette as well as icons. Get your own you freakin losers!