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Wednesday, October 26, 2005

If you're wondering, yes, I AM a fan.



If you're wondering, yes, I AM a fan.
I posted this!

Yes, I am a big fan of hers. I got all her albums. Oh, rite 'cept In The Zone. It just kinda slipped or something. I've been a fan since her first album. First single. I don't care if the rest of the world doesn't like her or think she's crappy and all. I think she's doing a good job as an entertainer. Besides, she doesn't bitch around that much. Not saying her current image is good role model stuff, but heck. I like her music, I like her dancing and well, she's as pretty as ever to me. I don't believe in condemning other people - like saying their music and trash and everything - just because you don't like their music. Music is music. Music is universal.
They're only doing something they love doing, rite. It's not exactly a crime. And they get paid doing it, so what's the deal, rite. You don't like the music, don't listen. I mean, I detest Aguilera's guts (all that infamous bitchiness) but I still think she's one heck of a singer. There's no denying that. And I listen to some of her numbers. So let's go back to Britney rite. She's like my favorite singer and all, but my favorite kind of music comes from Dido, Lifehouse and Evanescence. Oh, and Marilyn Manson. Gothic rock, mostly. Yay... I'm not totally a bimbo. I passed the validation. HAH.
I must be really bored or this got to be some case of a lagged nervousness. I almost cried talking to Mr Patrick. I mean, he's so nice! If only he's taller. Ha ha. Forget that. So how did I get from Britney to Mr Patrick?


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