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Friday, February 9, 2007

you got me floatin'

did y'all know that Anna Nicole Smith died the night before last?!?!

(for the clueless, she's the ex-playmate who had a hot son - who'd also died - & had married the 90+ yr old guy, previously.)

yeah, i'm surprised too. she's not like uber famous or anything, just little goss snippets of her here & there which i actually keep track of. & who can forget how plus-sized she was, and then lost so much weight, & to celebrate her massive weight loss achievement, brought one of her old bras to the stage on one of the the Movie Awards?

she always kinda reminded me of a second Marilyn Monroe: big blonde hair, big boobs, sultry eyes. & her death ~~suspiciously~~ sent me the Marilyn vibes as well, the way she was found & all. maybe she planned it. i dunno, some said she couldn't "survive the loss of Daniel (her son)".

Former Playboy Playmate and TRIMSPA spokesperson Anna Nicole Smith died Thursday afternoon after she was discovered unconscious in her hotel room at the Seminole Hard Rock Hotel and Casino in Hollywood, Florida. She was 39. Cops say Smith's private nurse called a hotel operator at 1:38 PM EST. Before paramedics arrived on scene, Smith's bodyguard performed CPR. One of the first paramedics to arrive claimed that she was dead when he got there. Smith was rushed to Memorial Regional Hospital in Hollywood. An autopsy is scheduled for tomorrow. [Source]

jesus man, who would've thought. it's like you know it's true, but there's that bell going off in your head, ringing "no it isn't."

just like the results, haha. like you know it's true that it's TODAY, but i'm still finding it hard to come to terms with it. i never thought i'd come so close to it as this. if i could minimise people to take a mini rocket ship to my insides & charge them, i'd be rich. exhibition of a nervous wreck, first hand. first stop, the lungs: hyperventilation of air in & out, which is then followed by deep breaths.. & back to hyperventilation; cycle repeats. next stop, the heart: vigourous pumping of blood from the heart to the rest of the body, with the heart working overtime but not failing just yet. third stop, the bladder: shaking uncontrollably, ready to just contract anytime.

goddamn, even tomorrow's events depend greatly on the fate of my results. i honestly don't know where to turn. left, right, straight? i don't wanna go backwards, is all.

i could barely sleep last night. i'm sure the rest of the student population getting their results later are more or less the same as well. truth be told, i'm not feeling anything just yet. i'm suprised to have received encouragement from other people, be it via text, phone, or paper cos i'm still not as affected as others are. maybe i'll break down two minutes before Ms Lui hands out the results, but thanks to the lot for the thumbs up/pat on the back/hugs! :)

btw, the last frame really was me yawning.

well as far as i know, i've had a great three years with ultra gorgeous lovelies whom i wouldn't exchange for anything else in the world. not even a million bucks.

maybe a trillion, but hey who's got that much moolahs right? lol :D

ah yes. be it good or bad, i'll keep my head up the whole time in school & maybe break down later.

the best of luck for all of you's tearing your hair out right now! <3

p/s aunty Dolly just dropped by to give me a hug & while doing so, prayed that whatever happens, i'd be strong throughout, & for God to watch over me. i love her so <33

p/p/s; fuck, now i'm feeling the intensity.

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