the real world

So I'm a graduating senior.

A few more months and its the "grad school, pray school gives you housing, oh damn girl don't eat that you're trying to get hired by a dance company, did you pay your phone bill?, gym 3 times a week, chinatown bus to dc! see best friend!, oh don't forget dance class, damn i'm tired, but wait, life's good" - type of life for me.

I mean my life is kind of like that now but you get the idea.

Spent 2 fabulous hours at the gym today, which I shall repeat every MW and some Fridays. Dance class was already working me so I'm gonna be a fine little dish by the end of the semester. And I know I have the discipline and desire to upkeep it. After school I have to train and condition my self (as far as scheduling) for dance, but I know it can do it. I am finally starting to trust in the fact that I can achieve the things I want, and I can take advantage of the joys in life. Corny, I know.

"Love and work... work and love, that's all there is." - Sigmund Freud

Well about that love part.. I'm working on it.

home again.

Back from vacation. So amazingly chill. Crazy bonding time with A. Yesss. I actually stayed two weeks instead of one, good times.

I will never be able to go dancing in DC again, dancing in daytona beach was too incredible.. salsa, old school 80's music with an ex-bboy! To go from that back to bump-and grind, are you kidding me?!

I cried in a bar. Not sobbing, but that final beer caught me. Alcohol is nothing but flawed veritaserum.

"Can’t you see? Every step I have taken…… has been to bring myself closer to you."

- Chiyo, Memoirs of a Geisha

Amazing to hear out loud that you mean that much.