Thursday, August 10, 2006
I'm here sitting in front of my computer with so many things in mind to write but do not know exactly what and where to start. If I don't start, then of course I'm not gonna finish.
It is related to the title above. Last night I came back from practice at around 11 already. Actually coz we stopped by first with the rest of my dancemates at a streetside ice seller and bought all kinds of ice stuff, and some seafood as well.
About my dancing, it's like in the rehearsals and practices and stuff, I feel as if it's becoming more of a demand for me now rather than it being something I love to do and always have loved doing. I don't blame any of the choreographers or the Titos and Titas who are making this happen, because I know that they're working hard. This is just how I feel actually and will probably a one time thing as far as I'm concerned. I'm just letting out my inhibitions, because the event is also nearing, so the pressure is kind of felt everywhere. The need for the moves to be perfect, the blockings, the costumes and everything else. So there.
On a lighter note, I would like to talk about my boys. (*insert drumroll*)
The Pros and Cons of being w/ my boys TWENTY-FOUR-SEVEN (or almost that is).
PEEKABOO!
Cons:
- Sex is pretty much brought up every 5 minutes.
- They always do guy stuff! (Play futsal, play billiards)
- They ask me "who would you rather bang questions" and I HAVE to answer them. I hate it! Grr
- They always talk about girls in "that" way. Bleh. haha
- I can't have girly talks with anyone!! Like who I think is cute, and just basically girl-talk!
Pros:
- I feel safe and protected all the time.
- The do the guy stuff. (Play futsal, play billiards) Coz hey, I enjoy that too.
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- All the crazy stuff I do with them just makes me forget all my problems.
- They have connections to the cute guys. (LAME-O reason)
- They make me laugh so much.
That's all I can think about right now. But I'm still glad coz I get to see my bestfriend almost everyday too, I even visit her in school, when I get sick of them guys. Nothing beats girltalk of course, even though I feel that I can relate to guys all the time. Toodles!
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So I miss my tagboard.. violent reactions?
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I am Justine and this used to be juiceee.blogspot.com / I now have my own domain (e-mail me at ohjazzy@gmail.com to find out), I'm just keeping this for the sake of memories. Feel free to look around if you must! 
