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Allllrighty.
I just woke up.. and I'm still sleepy. Ehh.
So yesterday, I went to the homeland [China] and bought new slippers.
Then I went to Dormean's party, and it took 253564567 years to get there. Traffic is horrible, so I decided to play the traditional traffic song [Move Bitch], and sing it to EVERYONE. Good times.
I finally arrived at DC's house, and met 556856 people that I've never seen before [well, except for Paul]. Everyone was really nice. A few bands played, and I played the part of the photographer. Dormean+my grandpa came out and decided to start pruning the trees [or looking for lemons, as he said] for no reason. He is such a cute grandpa man. Our grandma made lots o food. Yum.
I met a guy named Joaking [pronounced: Joaquin]. He's xxxxmikeyxxxx's identical twin, except 3 years older. :) His bass is named after me. Concidence? I think not. Him or some guy in his band named it after me, because they kept hearing Delorean talking about me. Haha. We wanted to jump in the hot tub so bad, but there was 346457 people there. Next time, I guess. Joaking seemed to have an obsession with my ass. Haha. His friend loved my boobs. Boys, go figure.
Delorean's drummer named this party decoration lobster Steve. That wasn't the only Steve of the night. Doreen got a special present from Paul. Buzzzzzz!
Oh yeah, and I dyed my hair for the 457th time this week. It's actually more red than what it appears to be.
Towards the end of the night, I got a call from some guy. It turned out to be the boy that Erica went to go see in Vegas. He wanted to go out with me or something. Hahaha.
Husband #4 wanted to come home with me. Yep.
That's all I have time for.
I think I need more sleep.
Peaaace. <3
P.S. My journal is now friends only. Leave a comment if you want to be added. :)
I just woke up.. and I'm still sleepy. Ehh.
So yesterday, I went to the homeland [China] and bought new slippers.
Then I went to Dormean's party, and it took 253564567 years to get there. Traffic is horrible, so I decided to play the traditional traffic song [Move Bitch], and sing it to EVERYONE. Good times.
I finally arrived at DC's house, and met 556856 people that I've never seen before [well, except for Paul]. Everyone was really nice. A few bands played, and I played the part of the photographer. Dormean+my grandpa came out and decided to start pruning the trees [or looking for lemons, as he said] for no reason. He is such a cute grandpa man. Our grandma made lots o food. Yum.
I met a guy named Joaking [pronounced: Joaquin]. He's xxxxmikeyxxxx's identical twin, except 3 years older. :) His bass is named after me. Concidence? I think not. Him or some guy in his band named it after me, because they kept hearing Delorean talking about me. Haha. We wanted to jump in the hot tub so bad, but there was 346457 people there. Next time, I guess. Joaking seemed to have an obsession with my ass. Haha. His friend loved my boobs. Boys, go figure.
Delorean's drummer named this party decoration lobster Steve. That wasn't the only Steve of the night. Doreen got a special present from Paul. Buzzzzzz!
Oh yeah, and I dyed my hair for the 457th time this week. It's actually more red than what it appears to be.
Towards the end of the night, I got a call from some guy. It turned out to be the boy that Erica went to go see in Vegas. He wanted to go out with me or something. Hahaha.
Husband #4 wanted to come home with me. Yep.
That's all I have time for.
I think I need more sleep.
Peaaace. <3
P.S. My journal is now friends only. Leave a comment if you want to be added. :)