My Experiences at the 2002 Oscars in Hollywood - By Nicole
The day of the most famous award ceremony in the whole entire universe arrived at about 9.30 in the morning. I got up, had some Vegemite and then I had a bath.
I was quite nervous but my friend Bruce called and told me I was bound to win. Bruce is a fellow Aussi, he lives in my nose.
After doing my make up I did my hair-doo so that it looked lovely, I then climbed into my Oscar gown.
I felt abit silly waling around in the dress all day.
At dinner time Baz arrived. I asked him if he had seen my Clover as I need it for my umbresure. Baz gave me money to stop me going to the papers and telling them how he smashed my ribs in on the set of Moulin Rouge. He got angry one day with Ewan and just went mental with a hammer. I forgive him because he is Aussi.
I arrived at the Oscars and that bint Renee Zelweger latched onto me because I'm more famous than she is. I told her to rack off but she wouldn't. The joey.
I finally got seated. I was infront of Baz. He kept kicking my chair just to be cheeky.
Tom came onto the stage and blabbed on about shite. I just sat with my middle finger up at him and told him to rack off. He should have been cast as Frodo Baggins because it would've saved those guys some money on special effects. I mean, he is a midgit with bad feet so he was made for the part really, oh, except he can't act.
Anyway, anyway, anyway, I din't win. Halle Blackberry did. Bint. She just stood and cried. The joey. I hate her. She has bad breath. Her speach was shite too. Mine would've gone like this............................................................................................................................
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