It’s really late, yes.
My younger brother’s band won batlte of the bands, he won best rhythm guitarist as well. (Yay two winners in the family. I bet I made it hard for him lol)
I’m single
I’m working out
I’m in love with food. fuck.
30 rock!!
Also, I’m not going back to the Phils to continue my studies yet because I have to work. Also because (Cyrus) needs some big Blair Waldorf treatment. I haven’t done anything this big and it’s really big. Especially if crack is included. I’m not going to let this evil, ninja turtle looking gollum to prance around the house playing sweet with my mom. So yeah, hey ma you did a good job of picking this guy to play house with and he really looks like our driver. (Now I can prove that I can really sense a person if he’s hiding something or somewhat of a bad news. I just really can’t bear how he plays sweet and all that in front of my family and fam friends. Now it’s time to go and it is going to be nasty.)
Been helping my brother with his studies and also his love life. Really heartbreaking to see him crying as he asked to be picked up in the middle of nowhere because his smart girlfriend tried to break up with him.
Really hard to date here. A lot of sex around but really, it’s sickening. Ukkh
And now I’m looking for jobs.
Oh and yeah, a bit scary considering we have a US base here and Iran’s been taunting everyone.