I’m lonely…but I think it’s an insincere emotion (if there is such a thing) on my part, triggered by hearing about someone else’s developing romance. I’m perfectly fine most of the time, and this feeling of loneliness only seems to appear within me when I’m lead to believe that everyone else around me has someone to snuggle with. Suddenly I remember that I’m alone, and that I have been for such a long, long time.
One thing I gotta say though, I’m very good at talking myself outa these moods. Self-pity never solves anything.

C.O.T.

I find I like hip-hop WAY too much for someone who also opposes the objectification of women and the extravagant lifestyle promoted in this genre of music.
I can’t help it! The beat just gets a-hold of me and makes me wanna shake it!


Get ready for the percolatuh,
Dj gonna work the fader
C'mon, drop it like a hot potatuh
Everybody let's percolatuh!----Rah Digga

Y’know, prayer can be just as cleansing as a bar of soap. It comforting to know that I always have someone to talk to, no matter the topic.

C.O.T.
Practice last night was somewhat frustrating…I just can’t seem to keep my balance! The floor WAS slippery, but a good dancer never uses that as an excuse…they just deal with it. We messed up a couple times during the dance and at the end of it, the silence was just as loud as the applause was the night before. I’ll admit, I felt a little humiliated and angry with myself. I know Shane felt the same way too, since his mood changed to sullen and impatient after that. He always wears his heart on his sleeve. *Sigh * Only 4 more rehearsal days before the show too. We’ll need the practice.
And I’m getting nervous about my costume too. Will it be sexy enough? Will it fall JUST the way I want it to? Good thing I have a backup dress. No kick-pants to go with it though, so I better wear decent undies. Heheh!

C.O.T.
Well, I’m off the soup diet, and I’m on to my new and improved (not to mention tastier) eating plan! What I do is eat properly all week long, y’know, lotsa veggies, fruit, fibre, low/no fat/sugar/carbs/salt, then at the end of the week, I allow myself an item from my “Pig-Out Foods” list, so that I don’t have to feel deprived!
This Friday is a spare-rib dinner from TNT. Oh yeaaaaaah, can’t hardly wait.

I was scheduling an appointment into Lotus Organiser, when I took a look at the calender section and right at the bottom it said:

“44 more days”

I panicked!
I mean, I know it’s November 17th, but I never thought of it as
Only 44 More Days Left In The Year 2003!
All I can think about is how time is slipping through my fingers all too quickly! What am I gonna do? All of a sudden I’ve got the urge to find someone and cling to them for dear life! Only 44 more days left! How many people do I have to say “I love you” to? How many old ladies must I help across the road? Should I rush over to the hospital and give blood now, or should I do it tomorrow?
44 Days just isn’t enough time! I need time, I need time, I need time!