Today's post is about my Mother's trip to the US.
She went... and she came back after 3 weeks.
Why didn't Customs stop her? She could've been carrying a US kid citizen back to Malaysia.
And my next mission is to fit into that big luggage in the middle there.
For ages 2-4 only.
I swear it's tiny.
And I did a rendition of Avril's Sk8ter Boi with it on and dropped my (Mother's) N70.
Did I spell her name correctly?
Heck, as long as I don't call her Lindsay Lohan.
My fucking first owned explicit album. Because it's so explicit, I fucking love it. Fuck yeah.
*I'm so funny I could die*
New shoes! Sandals!!!
I finally have slippers to wear!
And EGADS, I can't believe Thatcher slapped Meredith.
and Susan died!!!
And Derek looks like he's gonna leave Meredith!
You have been served!