i just got home from casino español. BUFFET, ugh. i couldn't resist the ceviche (kinilaw, for your information). you know, raw fish in vinegar? yummm.
anyway, now i can't stop noticing how big my stomach - which i've been complaining about for the last 6 months or so but have been too lazy do get some exercise - has gotten lately. it's HUGE. i look like i'm smuggling an inflatable life-saving device under my shirt.
brad and angelina have already adopted a 3 year old vietnamese boy, i think. they should get a filipino next time.
AARRGGHHHH. this is the most annoying song i have ever heard.
i can't believe she's dancing like how all the popstars she's claimed to be the opposite of would. has she become everything she hates, or is she just making fun of herself because she's too cool to care? i mean, like, dude, she totally rawks, like, totally. HAHA, right. but she does look good with the blonde hair, doesn't she?
now how did i get to be that thin? hmmmmm.
