full dressed torture
2010-06-18 1:20 a.m.
today was a day of many strange happenings.
heard very juicy gossip about *hemhem* and *hemhem* AND *hemhem* which is so very juicy (as apparent by the AND) i cant even spell the names in **** but must fully replace them with *hemhem*.
realized that ppl who usually wouldnt say the F word were saying it (many times, because usually when you're in the mood to say it it comes out in threes or more.)
got entangled in a scarf and was vaguely worried that i might get strangled doing neck drop (such an irony).
did 2 extremely stupid things during rueda because my mind had abandoned me and was off in wonderland.
felt like dying about 5 times in a row within the space of an hour.
shoved my things under the table to keep it safe for tonight because of SOMEONE'S great brainwave.
realized upon reaching home that there are 2 million other more pleasant places i could have stowed the stuff.
oh yea it was quite a terrible night.
when i wasnt running around like a mad chicken pulling clothes on and off like crazy because of 7 costume changes i was trying to safety pin this and that without poking myself (i freaked out when i poked myself in the neck trying to take off the stupid choker) or wondering if my butt was covered or not because everything was so extremely short or trying to do something about my bun which wasnt so much of a bun than a bird's nest or else just standing/sitting still and letting the fatigue soak in.
doing this one day after recovering from disgusting stomach flu is not a good idea.
actually doing this any day is not a good idea but its an even worse idea if you still feel twinges of nausea in the presence of certain stimuli.
and there were a lot.
spinning, dipping, certain smells, some people's face.
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hahaha, joking about the face la.
well more when friday comes and goes.
taaa.
