the ghost of jealously
Well, today we choreographed our dance final. It's to Michael Jackson's Ghost, and our group is 3 guys and me. 3 fun, good dancing, cool, nice, good dancing, boys - yay 4 boys! The dance is hot! I thoroughly enjoy it, even though I am in pain. I hurt my elbow while rolling on the floor during our routine, our group is just a bunch of floor whores! It's awesome.
It's almost here, I'm almost there. It's almost over...But then what? I go home, yay? I love my family, I do...but they make me nuts, and I'm use to the whole-them not being there, and everytime I go home to visit there's...tension, bad bad tension, and frustration. But C'est La Vie. Mommy dearest will just have to deal with me...and I'll be away, frequently. LOL, it was too funny the parentals were talking to me about the "C" word, Curfew! hahahaha...NO! not so much! Well I'll be working, doing the teaching theater to kids thing, and the Nanny thing, YAY MONEY!...maybe, hopefully...OH man. NO MONEY, I have NO money! why do people think that I have money, I'm not working yet, and I don't get an allowance! bitch-bitch-whine-whine-moan...moan-teehee-the boy! All better!
~Me (sore, yet happy and daydreaming me!)