Monday, September 17, 2007
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SKINNY (TERRORIST) BROTHER. 
im so full now. (burps)i feel like a bloated fish now.i've ate so much that i can barely count now.pizza hut, kfc, black forest cake, bubble tea, old chang kee, a bowl of fruits blah blah blah.fatfatfatfatfatfat.i swear im not gona eat tmr. dear cindy, please stop me if i do. hahaoh my dear brother justin,please start eating moremoremoremore cause you are so skinny that you look like a pencil to me.hope you like whatever i've got you though. (cindy you should be happy if you got me as a sister ok!) ;Dand if you continue to stay like this, people will think that i steal your meals daily.so please start getting fatter, i cant stand you being so freaking skinny. cause i feel EXTREMELY fat beside you, like a baboon and a giraffe.and please stop playing with cats casue im afraid of them and stop your stupid shut-up game which always gets on my nerves.what's sooooooooooo great about you is that you'll always on the heater and bring my hp/ ipod to me as always. also, i guess you alway have to bear with my loud talking during the night and crying when im upset.thanks bro. {:although sometimes you can be such a spoilt brat, i know that one day you will loveeeeeeee me as your DEAREST SISTER. (:hahah.i love you as my x-box/singing partner. (:so just tell me i rock someday when you got a girlfriend.
