talk play love

ah these anycall cfs are so catchy. talk play love doo doo doo...
i still think hyolee makes a better spokesmodel than boa though.

good news! i think someone has bought my old house in mesquite! yey for money. and more good news! my mom will probably be staying in vietnam a lot. probably half a year here and there. its awful to say thats good news cuz i love my mom, but im 20 years old(22 over here...im not quite sure why) and i need my freedom dammit! so much that i was even considering moving out. im not sure how my brother will react to my living style at home though. (my clothes are flung everywhere in my room and i usually dont come home until about 4 or 5 in the morning.) he already addressed the issue and its up to me really. /sigh i still cant believe he thought i was on drugs haha. i was just drinking most of the time, but funny thing is i did e AFTER he accused me already.

so ive been giving my hair a vacation! thats right, i didnt pack my chi, curler or even blowdryer. hair products? negative. the outcome is hair that has a mind of its own! one day its straight, the next its wavy and all over the place. -_- well its my fault really...so much dying and frying and chopping. kind of miss my healthy hair...not that i remember when it was healthy. i just know it wasnt this frizzy or crunchy sounding. but! i saw this hair color i really liked the other day. a sort of dark purple/red color. i really shouldn't... :x

i do love staying in vietnam though. no worries or cares and everyone is so chill. i think i would be so cute if i lived here haha. thinner and tanner thats for sure. ^-^

ah but staying in vietnam also means i have to deal with 'family' matters. i hate my dads side of the family. all of them. you would think in my familys time of mourning you would understand the situation and try to help us cope, but nay! everything is money money money to them. why the fuck would you want to steal whats rightfully ours? you guys are all fucking grownups and you greedy motherfuckers want to take whats left all for yourselves. they just saw my dad as a hugeass money sign. it makes me so sad to think that throughout my whole dads life he has helped his family and when hes out of the picture, they deny ever receiving any help from him. they all claim it to be their property. wtf. they all think were rich and well off (thanks to mybackstabbing uncle who spread rumors), but the truth is my mom is borrowing money like crazy. tomorrow morning im going to see my aunt for the first time since the funeral. i have never liked that bitch. honestly, even when i was 7 i hated going to my dads side. you would have to bribe me with all the cakes and fruits in vietnam to get me to spend 2 mins there. man..i am going to maddog like theres no tm. in the end...karmas the biggest bitch of us all.

i think i have a knack for seeing through fake people. i can tell whos being fake to my mom just to kiss ass, and i even tell her too. she just furrows her eyebrows at me and tells me to be polite even if i dont like them. and what happens? bam! couple months/years later they turn out to be a bitch afterall. same thing goes for my friends. thats why i am super picky about my close friends. after doing the lil sis thing, i cant stand to be around those types of girls. you know, the girls who act all cutesy in front of other (guys)people, but once its just girls you see them for the bitch they are. how do you live...really. its tiring going to the house and putting on my fake smile and pretending to like these people. i can last about...7 minutes being fake. of course some are much better at it (----) and some have zero tolerance (--). haha its like a game.



reminder to self once i get home:
-peach blush
-rock shorts
-oil change