She's live.
At the beginning, she's talking about how in 2nd grade she was in love with a boy named Brandon Walker. She was in love with him throughout High School as well and they tried dating, it didn't work out, but they remained friends. Amber moved away because of issues with her parents and foster care, and when she came back Brandon was dating a girl named Briana.
People in the chat ask if Brandon was one of the two cousins Amber claimed to give double handjobs to in the movie theater and Amber said no, Brandon was a different guy.
She's acting a bit stoned and she has 3-4 glitter rhinestones right against the bottom of each eye, making it look like tears.
Then the livestream crashes. She put in her 3 minutes of work this week, goodnight ya'll.
Edit: She's back. She's talking about how she's "going through a lot." Then says she knows she looks drunk, high, and that she's been crying for 5 million years but none of those are true.
Next, she talks about people who call her a narcissist. She bashes anyone who thinks she's one saying "I wish you'd just get to it and diagnose me." basically calling people mean armchair therapists who aren't qualified to diagnose her. Of course she talks about how good people tell her she's not a narcissist but because so many MEAN people tell her she's a narcissist, it makes her wonder if she is. She actually doesn't believe this, it's just a pity play like "You guys are calling me a poophead and you all say it so much it's now made me question my innocent, unpooped head if I actually do have poop on my head!"
Her stream crashes for the second time.
When she comes back again, she says she feels bad that people keep having to click back into her streams.
She's now talking about Scottie. How she wrote it for a friend when she was 17 and how that friend had no way to read it unless it was on Wattpad (????). She talks about people picking apart her inconsistencies in the story where she put Becky and Krystle's name in it, as well as mentioning the swine flu, which were all after when she was 17.
Amber claims that even though she wrote Scottie when she was 17, later when she was putting it on Wattpad (????*) she changed a few things to include Becky and Krystle because she wanted Becky and Krystle to read it, too.
*I'm lost on the timeline right now. So she wrote it when she was 17 for a friend and uploaded it to Wattpad because aher friend had NO way of reading it otherwise. Then later uploaded it (again???) with all the updated edits to include Becky and Krystle's names because she wanted Becky and Krystle to read it, too.
The stream crashes AGAIN.
She's back and she keeps coughing. People are asking if she has Covid. Amber just laughs and says "That's funny."
She says, "I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want my whole stream to be about it but yes, I have Covid. I tested positive yesterday and it's been hectic. I'M GONNA CRYYYYY!" then she starts "crying." She says she's scared. At first she thought it was allergies, then she thought it was cellulitis (???), then thought it might be the flu, but realized it was Covid.
She says that even though people have died and her grandpa has died of Covid, she's having chest pains, was "having a whole freak out" "I've had such an anxiety" and "had an anxiety attack", that she's still a selfless responsible girlypop to still be streaming. Is this a lowkey bash on Zachary Michael when he had the flu and was too sick to stream one day, which Amber attacked him for?
She claims Wasabi acted like he knew that Amber had Covid because he laid on her chest. Even though one of her most recent vlogs claims he always lays across her chest alllll the time.
She says she's lost her sense of taste and smell. Then she waxes poetic later about Hamburger Helper and how much she wants to eat pasta for dinner.
Someone asks where she'd go if she could go anywhere in the world. Amber says Greece or California.
Amber asks if people would be mad if she left the livestream early because she has Covid. Looks like she's getting off soon.
We've got another lovely shot of the ceiling as Amber gets something called a "pulse box"???
Oh it's one of those devices you put on your finger and it shows your pulse and O2 levels.
She rips off packaging from her batteries with her teeth.
She gets her results. "my breathing is 98. My beats per minute is 72." She isn't satisfied that her heart rate is 72 so she closes her eyes and tries to relax for a minute without saying anything. She looked at it again and it's 74 and she said it gave her anxiety.
Now she's doing a Q&A. She put something in the chat where you can directly ask her questions. Amber says "For some reason not all the questions are popping up in the question thingy." How does she know how many questions are coming in? Maybe not many people are asking anything?
Amber claims she's never talking about her love life ever again. We'll see how long that lasts.
Someone tells Amber she's basically lazy for working one day a week for these livestreams. Amber says, "I go to work
every single day." She talks about how she does "many different things" for her many different jobs. "This is just
ONE of my many ventures." Is she hinting she's joined Emily on the feeder and fat fetish websites? Or does she have a secret FBI Frank job she can't tell us about?
She talks about how she still wants to have her merch shop and she could still use Emily's designs for her merch shop. She said, "people are like 'You can still do the merch even if you two aren't together.' And you guys are right."
So they aren't broken up.
Someone asks if she's doing anything special for Valentine's Day. Amber says no because she has Covid and she has to quarantine for 10 days. She said "And I had PLANS!"
vlog
.Medical blubbering from Amber. What follows is a shot of Amber looking like a fucking sitcom character, fat as fuck, retarded lip purse, pathetic tiny tits. A writing room full of washed up crusty old men huddled around a dying ASOS laptop, kept alive solely by sexually harassing everyone in the office couldn't come up with this retardation if you threatened them with a lifelong bumsniffing ban.
