Black Saturday My Fucking Ass
Black Saturday My Fucking Ass
I know exactly where I'm going after I die: I'm going straight to fuckin hell.
I was bored out of my skull Saturday afternoon. Everyone's on fuckin vacation (because of the long, not-so-holy-weekend), people are avoiding me like the plague, there's no one to talk to and there's ABSOLUTELY nothing to do at home.
Even my own mother went anti-social the past couple of days. She normally doesn't watch soap operas but thanks to my aunt, the poor woman got hooked on watching all these Korean soaps (with english subtitles)... on DVD!! I'm telling you, for the past 48 hours, all shyanboy/images/041506_stare.jpg" border="0" />
We also went to the Body Shop. I bought some bath gel and coconut body scrub.
We roamed around for a bit. We didn't find anything we like so we ended up at The Coffee Bean. I asked for the usual vanilla ice blended.
After finishing our drinks, my sister thought we should go home but I told her I wanna stop by the nearby playground and take some fun pictionary shots. HAHAHAHAHAH!
FYI: it's nice to unleash our inner child from time to time. I find it refreshing and very therapeutic.
&lat matters is I think look preetttttttyyyyyy.
Pregnant tummy and all.
My sister and I went to Cibo (a lovely Italian place) for a quick snack. I had sausage. Ugh. We were planning to have coffee but it was soo fucking hot so we decided to go somewhere airconditioned. Think 36 degrees celsius or 97F!!!
After Cibo, we went to the bookstore to have a quick look, ended up buying a magazine and popped by at Starbucks for a quick iced cafe latte.
We also went to the Body Shop. I bought some bath gel and coconut body scrub.
We roamed around for a bit. We didn't find anything we like so we ended up at The Coffee Bean. I asked for the usual vanilla ice blended.
After finishing our drinks, my sister thought we should go home but I told her I wanna stop by the nearby playground and take some fun pictionary shots. HAHAHAHAHAH!
FYI: it's nice to unleash our inner child from time to time. I find it refreshing and very therapeutic.
I started sweating like a rapist after 10 minutes of playtime.
Fuck glamour, sweetie!!!!!!!!
I've never had this much fun before! I don't give a shit if my armpits and my back got wet from all that sweat. Screw it if my anti-perspirant didn't work this time.
I MUST HAVE LOST AT LEAST 5 POUNDS!!!!
You can laugh all you want at my armpit and back sweatmarks.
Put yourself in my shoes though.
Play in that little kiddie play pen in this nasty, hot + humid weather, and wear a shitload of accessories 200 times your body weight.
I'd like to see if you manage not to drop a single sweat.
Right when we were about to leave, a lovely couple approached me and asked if they can take a photo.
The only thing that bothers me now is whether or not I put my hand on my waist when I posed. I hope I didn't. I bet they're all laughing at my sweaty armpit. Fuck it though. LOL
Of course I said yes because I'm nice and I'm sweet. I'm also a cam and attention whore. I love it when people take pictures of me. As long as I look fuckin pretty. But alas, people always seem to catch me at my worse. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. For instance, when I went to that mini island holiday, 2 gals took a pic of me.
Boy I look like a fuckin rough lumberjack and I had facial hair!!!
(Big shout out to Maureen and Tara. Thanks for emailing me the photo. LOL)
Whatever, right?
I'm glad I can make people smile. It doesn't matter whether you're laughing AT me or laughing WITH me. What matters is the fact that I'm able to evoke some sort of an emotion.
In all seriousness though, it's a nice feeling to be recognized by people simply because of my little website of nothingness and faggotry. You see, nobody really paid attention to me when I was a child. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
On our way home, we stopped by at the gas station to buy random sundries. You see, I've always wondered what it's like to be a gas station boy and pump gas into people's holes. I mean, I've never done it before. I've always been the catcher, not the pitcher.
I'm not gonna let this opportunity pass so my sister and I ran to the pump and took photos.
Overall my Black Saturday was fun.
I'll say it again - I genuinely have never had so much clean fun in ages... without the aid of booze or anything toxic.
The only thing that pretty much ruined my day is the time when I went back to my computer and logged online. The first thing that I usually do is go to one of my fave celeb sites, Celebworld.org.
Lookie lookie at what I found:
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You should've seen the look on my face when I saw those photos.
"OMG. That's me, right there!"
There's more photos here.
Lindsay, we have a connection.
As always, you all know where to contact me. Email [email protected] and SMS +63-915-785-1492.
SEND ME THOSE "I LOVE BRYANBOY" SIGN PICS YOU MOTHER FUCKERS!
I love you all.
