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Cinema – Benny Benassi
Posted on April 26, 2011 by Amee in Him, Music | No Comments
SO this was sent to me to listen to… Apparently it has some dubstep… I actually like the song…
Dirty Talk
Posted on April 21, 2011 by Amee in Love, Music | No Comments
Wynter Gordon + Brit Pop = Orgasmic! Take a look at Dirty Talk. Not a new song but … Whilst you are at it, try Youtubing more of Wynter… You probably might not regret it if you have the same ‘not-so-impeccable” taste in music as me
The Only Drama In My Life
Posted on April 21, 2011 by Amee in Anger, Losers, School Mumbles | No Comments
Kinda It rubs me the wrong way when people try to take a jab at something they’re not familiar with. I recently gave an account of what has been going on in my school life. I gave an example of a situation that I thought of as completely unfair to the people around. It was [...]
A cute fedora hat
Posted on April 20, 2011 by Amee in Mumblings | No Comments
I have never been a fan of hats… Even though i played tennis for many years in St.Lucia under the scorching sun. A visor meant nothing to me but lately, since I have been becoming really self conscious, I think its time to invest in a “hat”… A cute fedora hat comes to mind. On [...]
What makes you Different, makes you beautiful
Posted on April 18, 2011 by Amee in Mumblings, The Normal Stuff | No Comments
I had a recent encounter with a few people who commented about a choice I made… Well, my comeback? What makes you different, Makes you beautiful… And if you ever think differently, here is a little reminder.. I need not remind me that beauty is simply universal… and we all of different opinions. So find [...]
I WILL Learn to dance like that!
Posted on April 18, 2011 by Amee in Music, School Mumbles | No Comments
Exams? CHECK Party Time? CHECK I finally got the time to check out LMFAO’s new music Video- Party ROCK Anthem. Lets just say I can’t wait to get that butt downtown to shuffle all around the club… You know what that means? PRACTICE PRACTICE PRACTICE… * So here, get a glimpse of my not-so-impeccable taste [...]






