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Dreamboat by Vidoll

HOMG. I chanced upon a bimbo! Like, a real life BIMBO. Stupid. Rich. Brainless. Vain. A bit mean. Shallow. All the above is equivalent to a BIMBO. I mean, I've never actually known a true pink bimbo. It was always someone who lacked one of the above qualities. Well, I just chanced upon one. Her blog is here. Read, and revel in how smart and nice you are. I think I should blog hop more often. Its good for self esteem. Yes. I never said I was nice. I derive pleasure through these simple means. I have nothing against her. I just want to share the joy of discovering something so endangered. How many people are true bimbos? Such precious few. We all need silly people to earn our money and entertain ourselves. HAHA.

Ok. Kaen said I was being mean, so since I don't know her personally, I hope she won't take it personally too. I mean, its a compliment. At least you can be defined. Me? I have no idea what I am. Maybe someone could enlighten me? I'm ok with honesty. Like, lay bare thy truths sort of honesty is a-ok too. So come, hit me with whatever you've got!

Sleepover at my place started as a disappointment thanks to the various slowpokes and MIA people. Still, I had a blast. Root beer float. Lemon chicken rice. Copious amounts of cornflakes. Gossip. Reminiscing about the past. I had no idea that I was so socially inept. I mean, the things I did and said. I'm astonished by my pride, confidence and sheer self-assurance. Woah. I was amazing. Notice the past tense? The me today is a mere shadow of who I was. I was so interesting. I wish I could meet the old me. I have absolutely no recollection of being so superb. Yes, I think my friends will holler at me because of this despite all their complaints. I am of the belief that sheer blunt honesty is a gift on its on. The ability to see something for what it is, and not what people want you to see. alas, I think I have lost a good measure of this skill. I mourn the loss of my personality.

The sleepover photos will be up on Facebook, as usual, as soon as I have more time. Busy days are here, thanks in no part to SMU and part time job hunting, so I'm less often on the Internet. Rest assured dearies, that I still love all of you and I will definitly update as soon as humanly possible. Meanwhile, I suppose you can read my older entries and revel in the insight of a teenager. HAHA. If I seem strange, blame SMU. No worries, I'll blog all about SMU soon. Not enough to deign a post to my new school yet. HAHA.

Ciao my dearies.

"What are these but temporal butterflies andflowers, gone in the blizzard of winter? "