I have a lot of new fans now pero, what most of joo guys missed out on were my OG MySpace blogs. My first blog was about my encounter con Ryan Gosling. I am copying and pasting what I wrote 2 jeers ago, for all those that missed out…Here’s a trip down memory lane!!
Ready? Here it is…
August 7, 2007
“There are two missions La Coacha needs to accomplish this jeer, a) to be on TB and b) to find a Scorpio boyfren…
So when La Coacha went to Shine-o-Town, psykeek, tell her a) to do Feng Shoe in bedroom (paint room pink, put flowers everywhere, put bed where head torn east and feet torn west) and b) rent a romantic mobie to attract a man like that. So La Coacha went to bideo store and ask the Chinitas, “What is the most romantic film?”. The Chinitas say, “El Notebook”. So, I rented this pelicula and it was inbolievable. The lead boy was sactly the type o man La Coacha wants: pachionate, funny, down to urt, sexy y most importantly, Gentoman!
That same night, Coacha’s French BFF, Bijou called to say, “Coachita, is a full moon! Make a witch!!!”. So Coacha went outside and spoke to the moon saying, “Moon! Moon! Find me a boy like the boy in El Notebook, pero IN REAL LIFE!!!”
The next day Coacha got an email from a teenaged boy saying, “Coacha, guess who lubs joo?” Coacha say, “Eberybody?”. Boy say, “No..Guess again.”. I say, “WHO? WHO?”. Boy then say, “ANDY DICK!!”
Coacha went back to the moon and said, “JOONIBERSE!!! I ASKED FOR DICK PERO JOO GAVE ME THE WRONG ONE!!!!”
I kept teenking about El Notebook ober and ober…. Then I got a coll from Bijou. La Bijou wanted to have some cafe con leche. So we went to Cafe 101 discuss about love, and then some Armenio men from the other booth, started flirting and making fun of Coacha, “Cha Cha come seet weed us!”. Coacha say, “Not rye now”. So smelly Armenio boys were mad. After a while, Coacha realize that a maraca was missing. “NOOOOOO!!!!!” Los Armenios stole one maraca, it was soooo mean of those queenas to do that. All the waiters at Cafe 101 were trying to sheer me up, becoz I am a regular there. I could buy new maracas, pero the ones I had were given to me by my abuelitos, so it had meaning to me. The waiter look at me like I am crazy crying ober maracas, and I say, “How would joo feel weed one testicle?”
I was so depress and then Bijou say, “Coacha, Coacha. 3 o’clock!! “I ron know what direction 3 o’clock means, pero I toorned around and…I couldn’t believe it!!!!! THERE HE WAS!!! THERE HE WAS!!!! NOTEBOOK BOY!! THE REAL ONE! RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE!”
He was walking to his booth. I ran after him and sat down LIKE NOTTING!! I couldn’t believe he was talking to me, smiling, laughing, hugging…He loved me!! He really, really loved me. We took some pitchers toogether.
I was so excited, I say “I can’t bolieve I am weed Mockoley Culkin!”. He started laughing like crazy JAJA!
I then gave him my Coacha flier and told him to sheck out bideos. He told me he would first teeng in the morn. Then, I hug him goodbye…
I wonder if I will eber run into him again. I will look up to the moon again toonight…
