INK WAS BIGGER THAN GUNS, BIGGER THAN CIGARETTES.

TOTAL # OF PEOPLE WHO PLANNED ON GETTING TATTOOS THIS DAY: ZERO
TOTAL # OF PEOPLE WHO GOT TATTOOS THIS DAY: FIVE

it was my first ever.. and i have decided i refuse to ever get a tattoo in winnipeg, consider everything on my body stamps in my passport..
my sister had this idea in her head for a minute, so it was only right.


IS YOU NERVOUS?!


k sorry, i'll sit on the other side.




ain't no thang!




while my sister was getting inked, lex and i went on a date!


our beer holders(?!) were very fitting.


TEX LEX! see, fitting.


NOMNOM!!


YEAH YEAH BITCH! get in my belllyyy!!


45 minutes later, we arrive and my brother is getting inked!?.. WHAT THE HECK!


i'm so jealousss..




finito!


looks good right?!


well if everybody's doin ittt..


yeah no pictures please.


all hail smoking a cigarette whilst getting a tattoo




WENT TO SLEEP IN PARIS, woke up in tokyoooooo.. cuz lupe is life.

did it hurt?! yeah. and it wasn't even big.. the pain is bearable but it's not pleasant. some of you is crazy wid cho full sleeves and shit. fuckin chuck norris status.

p.s. let's get one thing clear. drake is over-rated, i like him, but he's over-rated.. but yo, in this pic, he could get it.

til your nuts is dry.

speaking of mediocre rappers ... OOOOHHHH shit. ahahah weezy's album leaked! BY AMAZON!!

haha get yours.

MY LAME WISHLIST

i try not to make wishlists, because then i just get ten billion of the same thing.. and i've never really been disappointed with surprises.. i loves surprises.. but i've been asked to make one.. so here it is. i've made it as general as i could so getting two won't matter, and so that it would be easier.

- anything from american apparel, i fucking loves you ~!
- sharpies, i love sharpies!
- post it notes!
- lotto scratch tickets so i can make all of us rich bitch!
- bikinis! and sunglasses!! i need more always.
- gitch.. i need some :S
- make-up! pigments! and lipsticks!
- purses!
- tims :(
- j'adore perfume by dior! or ANYTHING by anna sui.
- a cd made by you with YOUR favorite music! (i would be happy with nothing but a pile of burned cds made by good people!)

i'm happy with anything i get, so if you're really stuck, gift certs satisfy me completely! AA, urban, chapters, mcnally, walmart, shoppers.. haha i'm simple, really.

hope that helps. christmas!

YO MARIBETH,

it ended up being alright.we pulled up to the trash heap and in a long moment of silence i went "what.".. lol but after about three turned corners, shit was bomb. which kind of makes you re-think things don't it!? the grass on the other side could really truly just be around the corner.. just in time for a wedding.


























basketball captain for what yall






cute right!


we're juzz here while yall are freezin back in winnipeg .. no biggie!!


my triumphant moment of finding my camera!


then night time arrived.








oooh ooh !! hi boyfriend!


hi couple!


our view from the balcony


pansies.


some drunk guy down below kept yelling "you think you're the president up there?! with all your money?! get out of our country! you're not true filipinos!" my cousin ripped him, don't worreh.








i need to have this dance every day.


we made it rain/.


it's that time.








hey !


ocean view! after the wedding, we took a dip in the ocean whilst listening to my brother and cousin blasting their voices on the beach from the loud balcony speakers.. dont worreh, they're singing was perfect lol


this is sean, he is my buddy.


hrm.


rose petals!


fire dancers were bomb.


absolutely bomb.


AND IM SPENT! good night.

1000 WAYS TO SAY FUCK YOU

i've never sugar-coated me being an asshole. i know i am. i'm an arrogant cocky little fuck and i believe the world revolves around me. so let's get it out my system properly before i finish a pack of cigarettes in an hour. let's say fuck that pack of cigarettes, let's not finish a pack, let's finish a blog entry.can i start by saying, i know what's right. in my heart, in my head, in my mind. i know that lies are sometimes the easiest thing in the world, and i know they are sometimes the hardest. i know i'm better than what comes out of my mouth at times, and i know that feelings can be related to. & if you state exactly how you're feeling at the exact moment you're feeling it, then shit. it's fucking magic bitches. i will never settle for un-easy. by un-easy i mean that feeling in your gut where you wanna say it but the words can't come out. so if the words can't come out of your mouth, type them. you can expect a more positive post later today.. but right now, my mind puzzle has gotten a little crazy, and in order to put that shit back together, you gotta gather all the pieces. i got a few, with each ridge connecting to the mouth of a girl named botch. esco, let's go?

FUCK "I'M SORRYS"
i rarely say i'm sorry. you shouldn't be sorry, you should be different. instead of being sorry, just don't do it. & if you happen to do it again, shit .. you botched. try harder next time. if i say i'm sorry, i rarely mean it. what i really meant to say was "i'm spitting this so that you can get off my case cause i really don't wanna talk about this anymore and you're starting to annoy me."

FUCK ACCUSATIONS
something along the lines of, "yo botch why'd you eat my orange?!" i didn't eat your orange. "ok, thats cool, but i was really hungry, just so you know." DID I NOT JUST SAY I DIDNT FUCKING EAT IT!? if i say i didn't, you can't throw in there that you don't believe me.. if you don't believe me, SAY YOU DONT BELIEVE ME, and then we can have a decent conversation where we can work things out.. with a lot of cussing and a lot of hate words, but it'll be worked out, JUST SO YOU KNOW.

FUCK THIS "BEING MARRIED"
no. i am not married. so if everyone could stop calling me fucking wifey that'd be fucking awesome. i'm not heading into those books for a long ass time so peace to that title mother fuckers.

FUCK HUMIDITY
for making me itchy as a mother fucker. cause a little humour can make me feel a little better about being such an asshole.

fuck government fees. fuck bitches.
fuck trying to be nice when i'm not in the mood to be nice.
fuck periods for cursing girls with a feeling that makes you wanna choke a bitch.
fuck dudes who think conversation means you want to bang them. fuck when my tea gets cold cause i don't have time to drink it.
fuck cold wind and taxes. a big fuck you to high prices and prissy bitches.
fuck uggs and un-tied laces.
fuck not having tim boots and needing underwear.
fuck getting your eyebrows "done" in the philippines. it's horse shit. not the philippines, i love you boo, just the eyebrows.
fuck this empty wallet bull shit, and fuck whoever half-reads my resume.
fuck doing laundry when your sleep is fucked up. fuck cigarettes for being so fucking addictive but so fucking grand.
fuck not having a car and fuck shiesty police officers.
fuck ex-boyfriends for making you think about situations in accordance with their past stupidity.
fuck being friends with exboyfriends cause being friends is never an option.
fuck library books that don't get read cause you're too busy yelling fuck you.
fuck shitty spoken words that only get noticed because the person reciting is well known.
fuck shitty poetry. fuck everyone trying to be an artist. fuck a laggy ass blackberry. fuck fake hip hop heads.
fuck small minds and pervs. fuck faking love to get money. FUCK OTHER BLOGS.


& lastly, fuck me, for actually giving enough of a fuck, to say fuck you.

good night.

A LITTLE MOODY.

SHOUT OUT TO PUUUUSH. slow. go slow.
i'm angry. with a little shot of annoyed. for no reason. cause i just am! i wanna buy shoooes. i just wanna buy shoes. but yo. back track,i need money for that. too bad i can't. cause it's christmas! & i love christmas!!! how many christmas presents you bought so far botch?! yeah man don't even sweat it. none. lol. fack. i'm slackin yo, i'm slackin. christmas hasn't hit me yet. i'm tooo.. something.
i don't. know. yeahhhhh.
get me the fuck outta here. i just wanna sleep all the time cuz when i'm awake it's like "ugh. this shit, again?!" i miss belmonts. smoking these cot damn philippines cigarettes is another annoyance and a half. buy me bellies! uhhhh.. if someone could also deliver a six pack of mgd to my refrigerator i would be forever grateful. mother fucking @#$&!@#!*^!!
yo botch! chill the fuck out for a second! what chu want!? i WANT a beer. i WANT belmonts. i WANT a full wallet. i WANT to christmas shop. i WANT to hang out with bianca.. and my boyyys.. and i waaaaannnttt to write better blog entries than thissss.