I love Paris. Love Love Love. I dont care what anyone says. She is wonderful and awesome and I want to be just like her. What , you say? Who would want to be like Paris?!! me me me me me.....

I already talk like her. You prolly hear "That's Hot!" out of my mouth about 20 times in every conversation. If I like something, I say "Loves it!" My pet names for my friends? Be-otch!! (Right, Be-otch??)

Next, I pose like Paris. Just ask Liz. I get my picture taken over and over, and make sure I pose. (I practice in the mirror, to make sure I get that perfect Paris look). I need my hair a little blonder. I decided that by comparing photos with paris. the blond looks better in pictures.

I love my pet just like paris loves tinkerbell. I want to dress little piglet up in cute little outfits, and carry him around in my purse. (the purse would break, or i would throw my back out carrying him around.)

I want to be the celevreity it girl, that everyone LOVES and never has to do anything for all that fame. I could totally be paris. I could be a reality tv star, with perfect hair, that says dumb shit, and is marrying a billionaire. that so could be me.

Thats why i love paris. she gives me hope. i mean, she has no talent, no brains, and look at her. i can do that too!!!