T-minus 3hrs and 30mins more or less 'til I do my thang. Too late to back out now.
This should be fun.

I'm so hungry right now...but i don't wanna eat anything because I always hear that it's not good to eat so late in the night, especially if you're just gonna go and sleep right after.
But damn......I'm hungryyyyy. Maybe if I just have one piece of fish....
No, I can hold out 'til morning...cuz I'm strong-willed like that.
Maybe one wholewheat Wibix cracker....This is ridiculous, I know I'm gonna cave...why don't I just go have some cereal and get it over with?
Man, I'll let y'all know how this drama turns out.

C.O.T.
T-minus 19 hrs and 17 mins 'til I rock the house! Yup, tonight's practice went fairly well. I think I'll sleep okay.

Tonight's practice was kinda frustrating. Mark was cranky, our timing was comPLETEly off, and we kept slipping all over the floor.
*Sigh* One more practice session before the night of truth.
I'm dreading it, and yet I want it to come quickly and be over with.

C.O.T.
I wish I could write poetry. I always make up silly, funny ones but one-a these days I'll take a stab at writing a proper poem....one that expresses some deep, obscure emotion of mine.

Awright, I goin' to bed now,,,sleep comes to me, and takes me, like a lover.

I need to work on my flirting tecniques.
I've had reports that when I make a "move" on a fella, it can't be considered a "move"...and that it barely even counts as a "m"!!
How depressing.
There I am, thinkin' that I'm bein' this smooth playa-chick, gettin' my "mack" on and all that, and de man don't even realise!
Schuuupes, again, depressing. I need to get in touch with my inner "Mae West, one-a my female role-models.

C.O.T.
I have a recurring daydream in which I'm marooned on a deserted island with a handsome Iraqi soldier. I wonder what it means....

C.O.T.
T-minus 2 days and 5 hours 'til I wring my ankle in the middle of the dance floor and die of embarrassment.

Gossip Folk - Missy Elliot

When I pull up in my whip
Bitches wanna talk shit
I'm driving I'm glad and I'm styling
in these muthafuckas eyes did you see it?
I'm gripping these curbs
Skuur, did ya heard
I love em, my fellas, my furs
I fly like a bird
Chicken heads on the prowl
Who you trying fuck now
Naw you ain't getting loud
Better calm down for I smack your ass down
I need my drums bass high
Has to be my snare strings horns and
I need my Tim sound
right, left
Izzy kizzy looky here


For the first time in my life, I've heard gossip about myself! :o
Pardon my amazement, but it's kind of a novelty for me. If there has ever been any gossip 'bout me in the past, it's never reached my ears, that is until last night.
I have mixed emotions: I'm flabbergasted, I want to laugh, and at the same time, I want to bitch-slap the heifer (I have reason to believe it was a female) who started it.

C.O.T.
T-minus 3 days and 8.5 hours 'til I rumba my heart out.

Yesterday was tiring both physically AND emotionally.Thank God for ballroom! It's a good distraction.
Speaking of which, the countdown 'til my 1st ever latin competition is on!!!!
T-minus 4 days and 8 hours. Yikes...I'm nervous all like now. Mark, my dance partner, keeps scaring me with stories about how people tend to go out on the dance floor and just blank out on ALL the routines! I hate Mark. :P
My costume hasn't even been started yet. I want it to be pure bashment though...a cute flippy lil' skirt that shows nuuuuffff leg! And all my back should be out too. Hotness cyan done. Woo!

Went to the Spring Break Midway party last night, and I Had A Ball ( a big glow-in-the-dark one)!!! Doan mind I spent nearly an hour waiting outside, developing close, intimate relationships with each of the six people surrounding me. I must say, we were a good-smelling bunch last night! Just about everyone remembered their deodorant!! :P

It's amazing how once you make up your mind to have a good time, you do! There were so many things that coulda ruined my flow, but I really surprised myself. Nothing Phased Me! In my own little world last night, I ruled! Mwah-ha-ha-ha-haaaa!

Attitude is everything.