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M is for Music P is for Profile (and Phatee)  Patricia Estrellla.
born on [February 12] and I'm sweet[16]. I study at [St. Joseph] as a second year high school student! I LOOOVE clothes, shoes, food, music, hair and make-up (what girls don't?) so you will see a lot of that kind of content in my blog. If you know me well, you'd learn that I'm actually kind of nerdy, down to earth, real, and definetly NOT like anyone else. Please visit my FLICKR &  BLOGGER PROFILE
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 Sorry peepz, much too lazy to upload pics (aka STEAL bcuz I was MUCH TOO LAZY TO TAKE PICS)but what a pleasant Christmas. Althought I do prefer the quaint kind of immediate family gathering type of Christmas. I really needed a loud one to wake me up and stop sulking the fuck around. SPEAKING OF WAKING UP. I woke up, took a shower, wore my tight ass cheap mondays and a sweater and drove to sq1. FUCKING ARITZIA. I got there at around 8:10, which is ten minutes before the mall opens, assuming Aritzia had a line-up before they opened (like previous years) people must have poured in because when i got there there was 1 meter line up HAHAHAH okay pretty small but when I came back like an hour later it went as far as Bitter Sweet. Every fucking year I go to Aritzia at or before the mall opens hoping I can grab something sweet. As usual I set myself up for disappointment when I see that RED AND WHITE PRICE TAG WITH COURIER FONT NUMBERS OF A MARK DOWN OF 5-7 FUCKING DOLLARS. So I left needing the wilfred pocket tank... (marked down 5$) and the talula babaton short coat version of mine but in brown (200$ as opposed to I forget $$) I've loved Aritzia since as long as I can remember REGARDLESS of how shitty their clientelle, quality, and marketing have gotten. I say this with all love... FUCK TNA. (even though I got a wallet from my ninang :(..., which I refuse to return coz thats just roooooood gyal tingz hahaa) That brand successfully killed the store. LOVE, OUTRAGED ARITZIA LOVER... HHAHAHAHAH k fuck, maybe I'm jsut pissed because I left there empty handed this year and all I got was 10$ mascara form sephora.. (LOL loner) but..... at 8:10 the line-up to even PURCHASE GOODZ had circulated to GOD KNOWS WHERE and for fucks sakes I hate being pushed around in that store because I'm a fucking short ass asian FUCK!!!! haha. Little pretentious snotty 10 year olds feeding off those tna monogramed speedy bags like their CRACK. SIGH, that group on facebook really is true...............I'm Aritzia's bitch. END BOXING DAY RANT. SO YEA PRETTY MUCH SUMS UP THAT I ONLY BOUGHT MASCARA... :) lol my mom went to Vaughan Mills with my cousins and I'm just here.. loathing boxing day... loathing crowds, bitchiness, parking lots.... My dad's going to sporting life tho... sooo holla aa? I loooved my mermaid green flex fleece hoody, mon!! It's amazing!!! I still must get u a present bcuz I feel like such a BITCH right now lmao. ANYYPOO..almost forgot.. yesterday was the anniversary of our Christ lolz. Christmas was good...... quick rundown
miss you guys more than you would imagine. phatee. OH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PEE-FUCKING-ESS!!!!!!!!!!!    FUCKED UP RETARDED EYE DUNN WATCH DAT.on christmas eve i was lonely and TIRED OUT OF MY MIND FROM WRAPPING BILLIONS OF PRESENTS.......... SO..... I baked... unknowing that my cookies would be perfect on CHRISTMAS DAY IT WAS A MIRACLE. THESE COOKIES ARE SO DELICIOUS BUT I NEVER GET THEM RIGHT.. EVER.. THEY HAVE NEVER EXPANDED TO SUCH A MIRACULOUS SHAPE THAT I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE EXCEPT ON CHRISTMAS DAY AROUND MIDNIGHT =*) I ONLY COOKED FOUR BUT I LEFT ONE FOR PIA AND JOE TO FIGHT OVER BUT I SHOWED IT TO JOE TELLING HIM THE STORY OF THE MIRACLE COOKIE FROM GOD CONCIEVED BY THE HOLY SPIRIT AND BORN OF THE VIRGIN OVEN AND HE EFFIN DEVOURED IT WHEN IT WAS IN MY HAND I WANTED TO CRY LMAO. GOLDEN BROWNED TO A DAMN NEAR PERFECTION IN ALL ITS CHEWY MOIST BUT STILL LOVELY GOODNESS!!! BUT IT WAS AMAZING. (tbh soooo sad that a highlight of my 2008 christmas was a "miracle cookie" FUQQ U GUYS LMAO.. but in all serious.. a breakthrough in patricia estrella cookie baking.) THIS POST AHS TOO MANY FUQQING CAPZ ON DA REALZ Labels: aritzia, christmas, food, fuck, hate, rant, shopping 0 HEARD 'EM SAY |
