ankle boots?

so i've been having these wierd dreams that consist of me shopping, picking out an awesome outfit, and then wearing it out at night to a bar. I'll admit this is kind of wierd but i have to get my fashion fixes somewhere. I mean in the midwest fashion is like "did you see my new merrill clogs!!!" Some of the dreams range from the absurd, like the one where i'm wearing a baby doll jersey dress with leggings and ankle boots, an outfit comprised of everything i am against in this world. Ankle boots! i do not understand you! Here is a mock up of what i was wearing in my dream. bad huh. and yet, i kind of want to try it. i've changed!



Other times i wake up with brilliant new fashion ideas. Like this morning's, where i was wearing a green wrap dress with a really really thick wrap around leather belt. In fact it made me want to go to the mall and shop. Only sad thing was that david called me right as i was getting to the shoes so i didn't get to see what shoes my inner fashion guru had picked for myself. I mean i was thinking perhaps a black boot? I realy don't know. any suggestions? anyways it was a true fashion fantasy. litrrraly

anyways tonight i went to a gymnastics meet which was pretty awesome. I do love teh floor routines. Then we decided to go to Fern's and i brought the magic mic. people were really hesistant at first but then when fern sang "killer queen" we all got really into it. Then i sang toto "africa" and i brought down the house

"The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do whats right
Sure as kilimanjaro rises like olympus above the serengeti
I seek to cure whats deep inside, frightened of this thing that Ive become
Its gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
Theres nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had"

so good. O's girlfriend did a stunning rendition of "flashdance, what a feeling." Hugo somehow managed to get a 96 with a led zepplin song which was total crap! whatevs!! i brought it back, when i sang "zombie" by the cranberries. 93 bitches!!! Anywyas this went on for a few hours, then we all joined together for one last sing song of the lliiiiiooooneeeellll "all night long." so good. did you knwo that these were the words?

"Were going to party
Karamu, fiesta, forever
Come on and sing along!
All night long! (all night)"

what does karamu mean? is it african for fiesta which is mexican for party? or does karamu mean forever? lionel, what are you talking about!!

ok i have a cold, i need to sleep. perhaps tomorrow i will tell my stories of being a preschool teacher and how these little booger drippers keep getting me sick. yay!

George Michael: YOU MOVE ME!!!!!!!!!!

Down coats needed to fight the cold = 1
glasses (and by glasses i mean blue plastic cups) of 2buck chuck = 5
number of times Beyonce was played = 4
number of times i almost fell off of my bike on the way home = 4
number of times i have played Wham "last christmas" since i got home = 6
homosexxxxxxuals = oooh thousands!!

after months of trying to sell myself: "i swear i'm a hag!! my 2 best friends from pre-school are gay!" I have finally made contact with THE GAYS!!

what a night. It started out with me doing 6 hours of hardcore statification. We finished our problem set and i attemped to do some reading but it just wasn't happening because my mind was dead. I went to dinner with some peeps, worked on an outline at the infamous sweetwaters, and then i got a call from JP that he was having a party. Dubbs dubbs!! JP is this trinidadian gay man that i met last week at babs: underground lounge. I sold myself like a whore trying to get a gig with some frat boys. I was like. "i love perez hilton!!! i saw britney's vagina!! is that what a vagina looks like! It's so CAVERNOUSE!! I love cher and justin timberlake!!" things of that nature. I basiclaly was like "hag for sale, BUY ME!!" so by some magical power (and i mean facebook) i got a holler from JP saying he had a party going on tonight and he called me and personally inivited me and i went and it twas truly MAGICAL! intially it just looked like a black party with your occasional white homo thrown in there. Someone put on Mariah "All i want for christmas is you" and all these's gay's started singing along and harmonizing and i was like "wow this is the gayest party I have ever been to" because it really was. Then JP's roommate put on Whitney "i wanna dance with somebody" and the dancefloor cleared and I knew, like seeing the bat-sign "hags and fags to the dancefloor!" It was my call to arms. Like Delacroix's "liberty leading the people", my breast hung out (metaphorically of course) and I DANCED!!! We danced hardcore to some AhHa Take on me...which took me back to how i met my first boyfriend when i said:

"I love this song!!" and he said
"shut up!! this is my RING TONE!!" and i said
"You LIE!!!!!!!!!!!!"

At one point I kept ademately requested the JLo mega mix but THEY DON'T KNOW!! THEY DO'NT KNOW!! Mo's talked about going to Las Vegas and i told them about Olympic gardens and about the dick slap that was felt around the world and we CONNECTED on a gay-latina-straight-woman/gay man LEVEL!!

DUBBS have i told you all (other than cathy) HOW MUCH I LOVE GEORGE MICHAEL!!! seriously i LOVE HIM!!!!!!!!! Wham and post wham, so good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

DUBSS DUBSSS I AM HELLLA DRUN KRIGHT KNOW. THIS IS LIKE A LIVE BLOG AND SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!

ok but for reals, i discovered the gay community tonight and there are like 4 of value. I was yelling "play Wham 'LAST CHRISTMAS!!'" and this Mo came up to me and was like "my favorite Wham song is 'careless whisper'" and at that moment we bonded on a really deep level (cathy, are you feeling me? please comment!)!!!!. I confessed to him that I had received a score of 97 out of 100% on the Magic Mic for my rendition of careless whisper during my family's annual Christmas Eve karaoke competition (we are sooooo multicultural since my cousin married a fffffffffilipppppino!) and he was impressed dispite not knowing what a magic mic was. PEOPLE DON'T KNOW!!

anyways the point is i am HELLA DRUNK and i had good times with GAYS!!!

FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
....

I just called david and said "as NATASHA BEDINGFIELD ONCE SAID 'these words of mine.....i love you, i love you, i love you'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Why does music speak the words of my soul!???? why did i just quote natasha bedingfield?? why is that song so good!?? Why do i LOVE GEORGE MICHAEL!!!!!!????????


Tonight the music seems so LOUD

I wish that we could lose this CROWD

Maybe it's better this way

We'd hurt each other with the things we'd want to say


WE COULD HAVE BEEN SO GOOD TOGETHER

We could have lived this dance forever

but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'ONE'S GONNA DANCE WITH ME

Please stay



point being......................................................................

I'M DRUNK!