Unlike most of my friends, I don't have a proper job. I'm not exactly job-hunting, either. So this is what I've been doing with other jobless buddies for the past couple of weeks... in between going out for free movies, partying 3-4 nights a week, flirting when I shouldn't be(haha), reading old books, staying up late talking on the bed (I'm staying at a friend's for the moment) and basically growing senseless.
Call it exercise. (Anyone else know the steps? LULZ) It takes my mind off issues I don't want to think about, too. And those boys kinda remind me of why my parents took me out of pliés, pirouettes and arabesques when I was four. I just couldn't stay focused on the barre. As I was told... "Any woman can be a mother but not every woman can be a ballerina."
Whatever. I got a blueberry Breezer to pop in an hour.
7 comments:
thats MY breezer youre talking about, little lady!
I'll still be seeing you later with Shinaya right?
-RD
Good times now, yaw....!!!
can i come over tmrw?
I can be a ballerina
OK, maybe not ;-)
@ Khane : YELAH YELAH....
@ R D: =) seen you!
@ Fairuz : No.... haha.
@ Gad : I'd like to see you in a tutu, G. XD
I'd like to see you in a tutu, G.
He loves wearing panties and masturbating to Harry Potter slashfics as well.
DUDE THAT'S DISGUSTING.
Quit putting these images in my head!!
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