Archive for December 5th, 2004

Sunday December 5, 2004

 
My kid won’t be no ho. 

Kylie’s ‘Locomotion’ just came on the radio (my mum likes Light&Easy… well so do i *cough*)
My memory of this song comes from kindergarten.
It was our cheerleading song.
I was a cheerleader.
At 4.

I know, i know, what kind of skanky kindergarten did i come from where they made us wear short skirts and lie around the field, right.
random thought: Paedophile Paradise EW
It just reminded me of those new-age Barbies called Bratz.

How would i know? OF COURSE i know. I prollie visit Toys’R Us more often than your kid sister.

Now Bratz has the skankiest doll clothes ever. They look more like an 18-year-old’s dressing.
Crop tops.
Short don’t-you-just-want-me-to-bend-over skirts.
Cute come-fuck-me checks.
High look-at-my-long legs heels.
Low look-at-my-boobies tops.

Hmm i just read the list and realise i wear those clothes. BUT NEVER THE MATTER. I AM 21 and can wear anything i want godammit.

The point is these dolls are targeted at 9-13 year olds.
Even though i think that the clothes are pretty cool…

Hell i don’t want my kid influenced into dressing like a ho.

I’m just gonna deny her Bratz and buy her Vogue UK for fashion education.
But what will she do for toys then…
My Little Pony of course.
Need you ask?

 

Sunday December 5, 2004


 I’m back.

Perhaps skipping my sleep for Friday night was a mistake… cos i obviously wouldn’t have been getting any on Saturday night.

Damages:
RM300
A bruise on my foot.
Three terrible ulcers from braces and dehydration.
My side hurts from dancing.
A cut on my mutant toe.
4 hours sleep in 70 hours.


But it was

worth it.

Cos i what i got in return:
7 hours of super happy joyful layan dancing.
Met up with Sarah in Johore.
Met up with Rajesh in S’pore.
Bonded with some fucking amazing people on my trip.
Exhiliration that will prollie last a week.

Because there is just one word to describe it.

Awesome.

Wait… No… i changed my mind.
There are three words to describe it.

Fucking. Fucking. Awesome.

*Ashley darling, i wish you came. You woulda loved the R&B part.