I am of aeta, austronesian, spanish, and chinese descent (hey, if white people can say they’re irish, german, Italian, Russian, etc…etc…etc….then dammit, I too can be proud of my ancestry). I make decent $$... and in case you’re wondering, I am not a pole rider (I got stretch marks)...but I can sure open 8 bottles of corona in 4.6 seconds. I use to think I was pretty simple... but I have reevaluated myself & I've concluded that I am fuuccinn complicated. I still think love is what makes the world go round though… I love GOD for giving me the strength and patience to put up with people’s bullshit and fake-ass lifestyles. I love my mom and dad, for without them having sex all those years ago, I would have never been conceived (and I also have to thank them for passing their “skinny genes†on to me. Hopefully 10 years from now I still won’t be fat and all the females that hate on me till this day can have another reason to hate on me some more). I love Tommy. He keeps me from listening to all those lil’ psycho bitches in my head. I love my children. My bad-ass little girls keep me grounded and remind me that life isn’t all about prada shoes & louis vuitton luggage & escalades on 28’s!! (Now don’t get me wrong, I own a couple of nice thangs myself, but I don’t let my materialistic bullshit own me.) I love my friends who have put up with both the good and malicious bitch in me. I especially love the ones who have ever held my hair back and have not gotten upset with me for puking in (or on) their car, truck, or van, bathtub, kitchen sink, and cul-de-sac. And last but not least, I love pork chops, crab legs, rice, garlic fries, root beer, mangoes, and asparagus (& my all time fave...mixed sausage...mmm, yummy).
