In the year I resolve to:

Stop wearing pants again.

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I hate being sick, I wish this respitory virus would go away, plus with my asthma on top of everything else, AND this dance performance next week I need to get better and now. I hate asthma, I hate it i hate it I hate it. Plus being a female at the moment kind of sucks. And I have a massive migraine I think I am going to go up to my room and die ( Read more... )

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Being sick sucks, don't feel like doing the whole school scene anymore, I just am done emotionally. It's weird I am scared and don't want it to end because I don't know what is next to come, but I just want to be done so fucking badly it's a love hate relationship I am having, more hate and a like, but you get the general idea.

The concert was amazing, I had such a good time. Black Eyed Peas and Gwen Stefani were awesome. Although I do feel BEP were hyper then Gwen but she still kicked amjor ass, and the break dancing was awesome too. It was just a fun night till I got home.

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad ( Read more... )

Still sick, hopefully I will be at shcool tomorow. I stayed on my couch the whole day and watched my season 1 of Friends, which made me feel better because I got to laugh. I did have to teach which was not fun considering I have an upset stomach, baked yummy tripple fudge brownies for the bake sale tomorow so yall should come and buy some. ( Read more... )

So my day was sucky, stayed home from school because I felt like shit. Watched soaps, started to finally fill out college applications, fiddled on the computer. Got ready to go to work, went to work sick, Which wasn't that bad except my stomach was upset. Escept there is this new guy, a front end manager, and he used to work at the bank inside ( Read more... )

So let's see Friday I worked till 10 got home and died. Saterday my knee was fucking killing me so I slept in and went late to dance because I could barely walk on it. Got to dance and marked through the jazz dance. Then I had to teach with my broken knee. Then worked on the trio with Sam and Kourtney for an hour or so. This trio is amazing ( Read more... )

MY fucking knee is acting up again, god I fucking HATE TAMYY(dance teacher) for this. She never properly warms up the whole body which increases body injuries for dancers AND to those of us (AKA me, KAte, Tess, and others) with pre existing knee problems get fucked over. Now I'm iceing my left knee in agonizing pain again, and hoping my right ( Read more... )