I’ve never ever thought of celebrating Chinese New Year, one, because I’m not Chinese and 2, I’ll be honest after our new year (who’s British that followed her) who gives a fuck, I couldn’t imagine my life being so boring that I have to bring out so much tat to celebrate something that isn’t even ours? Tonight we sat at our dining table like a pretty normal family, after cooking with our youngest (who’s 26) and had a chilli chive chicken things with spuds. We sat around the table, ate our food, giggled (lol) and caught up, Luke every night. These dickheads really need a reality check. The only people who follow them are the ones who just found them, the ones who find them entertaining or the ones that keep them there incase of a bad day and you need something unrealistic to look at and realise your life is amazing as it is. I literally can’t stand the slit of them. Their houses are miserable, they’re fat, lazy and ugly……. What part of their lives am I supposed to be jealous of? They’re liars, cheaters, sponging cunts, and attention seekers.