Anatomy finals are OVER!!!! Yea-bah!! Boo-yah!! Boom baby!!

Ahem... now that that's over, done with, finish, ended, completed, passed, let's go to other things...

I was in ATC with my friends (amazing group 9! minus 1! heh) and we ate... had a gab fest (but didn't last too long)... browsed a bit at Powerbooks before health issues made me come home, but that's aight. As I was walking through the mall to go to where I parked, I saw Paris Hilton's huge poster outside the Guess store.

I hate her.

She's spoiled, lazy bum ass, sex-starved, and totally rude (see The Simple Life). And even if I didn't know all that, I still don't like her. Something about her body... it's way too thin. Like, eating disorder thin. It's not sexy at all! I don't know why guys look at her and drool. Her body seems to be a bunch of planes and angles and sharp edges. It's unhealthy. Why, why, why do guys go for girls like that?? I mean, really! When you hug her, doesn't it hurt? And with all the scandals surrounding her and the sex video tapes... are her parents even okay with all this?! It's just... it reflects badly on them, y'know?

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I miss Ina. It's so weird to think that I haven't seen my best friend for... gosh... 6 years already. Well, hitting our 6th year anniv (ginagawang anniv ba yon?? heh). She wrote on her blog that I've got to get my sorry ass over to the states, but to do so would mean that I've got , which I don't... not enough to fly over the 10,000 miles separating us. Still, I really want to... Imagine, I've been over to New York twice, to Virginia (which is, like, 3-4 hours away by train) about 3-4 times... and yet it's never the right time. Either I can't go (too little time spent on the East Coast) or she can't be (the annual Great Migration to Florida). Ah, well, maybe one day I'll get lucky. I have this feeling that when I see her again, I'm going to be bawling like a baby. And talking a mile away too Anyway, Inz, luv, , wish I could be there. Here's to her.