Just days ago, I was fighting for my life because of the annoying pimples.  The battle continues.  And look what I have found today.  Frutels.  Chocolate that can cure pimpeeees!!!

Too good to be true?  I am desperate at this point.  If I can get rid of these damn pimples, I am willing to eat lots of chocolate.  Let me suffer.  Torture me!!!  Just look at the picture above.  See how sinfully happy she looks.  She won’t lie, will she?

Either my pits smell or my shorts do.

Eeewwwwww…  Your neighbors will complain.

No!  I can only smell when I stick my nose there.

Arm pits or your shorts?  That must be quite a sight when you do that.  I can picture vividly how your neighbors whisper to each other when they see you do that…

What the hell is she doing?

Ignore her.  She is weird anyway.

Hahahaha… They’d definitely say that!

I thought I should begin to prepare some materials for my memoir, and this would be the perfect beginning.

Here’s the preview.

“… This book is dedicated to my mom…  The Three Places I Lost My Virginity.”

3.  on a roller coaster ride

4.  on board the US Airways

3.  on Titanic

Not to change the subject.  Speaking of “we are sinking,” I think this is why so many people died when Titanic sank.

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originally from  8/12/2008

I believe I have way passed the golden ages to have pimples.  Although they don’t appear on my face, at least very rarely, they do appear elsewhere on my body.  There is this huge one on the back of my neck right now and it hurts like hell.  However, this is not the worst.  The worst of all is when they show up at the most inappropriate place.  That is when I sit down, it hurts.  So I have to sit very slowly and gingerly and people think I have hemorrhoids.  How humiliating.  Old people, or semi old people, should not have pimples.  They should be the special gifts for teenagers only so they have something to worry about in their lives besides sex.

Mother:  Your nephew said he wanted me to live until 100 years old.

Me:  Aaawww… How sweet.  He’s a good kid.  He loves you the most.

Mother:  Well, actually, he said that it is because I am doing the laundry for everybody and all the chores around the house.  They feel so comfortable that they don’t need to lift a finger at home.  He even suggested that I do his homework too.

Me:  Too bad I live so far away from you.  Otherwise, you can take care of my stuff too, and in return, I’ll always pray for you to live FOREVER.