sad…. very sad…

I had a job & class on my b’day, My work gave me a shit for being late for 20min. I didn’t get it. It’s my b’day. I should have a right to drive over senior citizen with sticker on my bumper saying jesus & Barak Obama loves you. I started to feel a bit down and thought about my time management skill,I started to analyze why am I late, not knowing the time. concept of time, Immanuel Kant, Newton, etc. then that made me fuckin late for my evening class. But by the time I was through with my day, I felt fabulous ‘cus my P and her boyfriend took me to eat. I wanted to have a prayer holding hands over teppan grill, almost burned our hands. I don’t really know how people get sad on b’day. If you do, you are an idiot.That is right. You won over 500million sperm to get to the egg. You think American idol is hard? Well, kelly Clerkson ain’t got nutthin on you. You have survived.You didn’t even have Paula Abdul to cheer u up back then, you did it all your own. You are winner at the moment you were born.

But the saddest thing was Jessica Alba’s pregnancy. That means no more bikini movie of her.The last person I wanna see on the cover of the women’s world. I thought I survived 2007. The reason why I loved her so much was she would say how she hates to be sex symbol and kept on doing stripper role or spandex wearing hero. Amen.