so you think you can dance and save your own life and stuffs?

Oct 28, 2006 03:45

so i went on my old dance studio's website and like, a bunch of ppl went to the SYTYCD show when it came here and there were a few great pics i wanted to put up here for the ppl that were into that show. AND MY OLD DANCE STUDIO TEACHER IS A BITCH, THX. I should specify -- not my most recent coach. Abby got confused and i was bitching about her and she was like, "wait, i thought you like, LOVED her" and first of all, how did she know that I loved D, and second of all IT WAS NOT HER THAT I WAS REFERRING TO ANYWAYS. So i was like, being nosy and doing sleuth work, aka SPYING ON HER LIFE, and came across these pics and was like OMG LJ NEEDS TO SEE. i miss dance, the end.


























in other news, I slept in today. Abby woke me up as usual. We had to drive Anna to her car since she has to park in the middle of Bumfuck and she had a bunch of stuff to carry because she is gone for the weekend. I HAVE THE APARTMENT TO MYSELF YOU GUYS ALL WEEKEND AND AM CURRENTLY BLASTING SHOWTUNES & ONE HIT WONDERS AND SINGING ALONG, THX. So then we had to go pick up Abby's little sister, but not for awhile so we drove around. We went downtown to Canal Park and it was so SO cute. i need to go on a photoshoot. And i was SO amused by the fact that there was this little lighthouse-type thing right on the shore WITH A GREEN LIGHT on the top and i was like OMFG GREAT GATSBY. and THEN, we like, turn around by it, right? AND THE FUCKING STREET IS CALLED 'BUCHANAN DR.' and i was like askhfsdkjhfa. And abby was no fun about it, "i hated that book". and i was like FUCK YOU IM GETTING SO ANNOYED OF YOU AND I MISS MY SMART FRIENDSSSSS. :(

then we went and got her sister and abby forced me to eat toast that she made for me because i hadnt eaten all day. she's adorable, she really is, but shes annoying as fuck and im getting rly sick of her. When my phone is turned off, that means i am busy or sleeping, it doesnt mean 'hi come over and lay on me'. BUT ANYWAYS.

then i met her friend Aly and we went to Applebees for dinner. And i realized something. Happiness is in the little things, like being seated at the table that just happens to be surrounded by Marilyn Monroe pictures. *warm fuzzies* I got the massive daquiri, mwa ha ha. Abby's sister is really a sweet girl. And i can kind of tell that she looks up to me, im not being conceited. She's 17 so its like, cool i guess. Anyways, yes, i love her. And then we went and saw Saw 3. And it was okay. Well, it was good. I just didnt like it as much as the other two. The other two made me cry, especially the second one, and this one didnt. Well, okay, i take that back. It did but only for like, a quick minute. AND GOD. im so fucking analytical. Okay. So in the first two, i analyzed them HUGELY in terms of color. The whole films were shot in shades of red and green, so i looked at when each color was used, in terms of accents and meanings and shit. So i was really wondering if they would keep that up, and HOPING they would. HI, THEY DIDNT. The whole movie was shot in shades of yellow and blue. WTF YOU GUYS. fuck, i am way more upset about this than i should be. I dunno. Saw 3 just didnt mind-fuck me enough, ya know? I think it was because normally, when they are like, all in their traps and stuff, im thinking "omg what would i do if that was me, omg if that ever happened to me... omg what if that was me, how scary....blah blah" and THAT is what messed me up. But this guy's issue/"game" was like, not even a question to me. There was no like, dilemma, if it would have been me. Like, he pissed me off for being so stubborn. His game, as far as i was concerned, wasnt that hard. Like, it would be so easy for me to do what Jigsaw wanted. So maybe thats why i didnt like it. Well, that AND the stupid color thing.

Oh, but before that, we went to Target and I got bandaids, and Trix cereal because i wanted it, and a tape player because HI i need to listen to my sela book. And i got the TV Guide, which is fricking HOT as HELL, and this glorious gray Marilyn Monroe shirt with her looking all provocatively cute and it says "fall in love" on it.

And then we went back to Abby's to watch movies and omg you guys. Hannah, her roommate, had carved a pumpkin.... OF DR. PHIL. and we fucking died. I think im going to do a House pumpkin tomorrow. That, or Abby and I will do Mulder and Scully pumpkins. WIN.

oh, and who needs a really deep amazingly good laugh-fest?! I think YOU do.

oh, and i had the scariest non-scary dream ever last night. I was like, sliding down this extremely wide beige slide thing, and all the other ppl on the ride were sliding up at me, so i had to avoid lots of crashes. and it sucked because i didnt have like, a sled and everyone else did. So i got to the entrance/exit/whatever, and there are these two like, ride guys. And they tell me to climb down this hole thing. So i get suspicious and try to pull "velcro patches" off of their uniform jackets, a la "lets get this over with" in Pusher, but they dont come off. So i trust them. And get in the hole. And i FALL and land in like a toilet, but it wasnt wet. And im stuck. And i look around and i realize that there is NO way out of this room. And i was so scared. Like, how BORING/SCARY would it end up being if i had to sit in this room (like on a frickin boat, there were like, red floaties and shit in there) the whole time? So i woke myself up. And THEN i went back to sleep and i was in the toilet again. Except this time, i realize there is a little staircase in front of me in the left corner. So i get out and go to go down, and its pitch black down there. And i see like, two dementor/demon ppl and their like, creepy ass dark turquoise eyes and they said something like "come down here, alysssaaaaaa" and i went to go down there, and like, i had a FLASHFORWARD of me fumbling around through the dark chamber, touching living things. AND I WOKE MYSELF UP AGAIN, the end. But srsly. it was way scarier than i just made it sound.

tv - x-files, star - marilyn, picspam, movies, real-life friends, holiday, tv - sytycd, dreams

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