omg I’m so sore from dance class yesterday. I took two of them too.
Sometimes I think if someone gave me permission to give up on my dreams, like if God told me I was never gonna get anywhere in the entertainment biz, or if I got diagnosed with cancer and only had two months left to live, I would just go to dance class all day, join a dance team, keep learning how to sing, and move to San Francisco and do Bindlestiff and live with AU.
The grind really sucks sometimes.
But then I see a theater show or like tonight’s performer showcase at iO West and I remember why I’m doing these things.
It’s one of those push/pull love/hate things. You do kinda gotta love the journey
I’m kind of a slob.
I also stay up way too late.
My favorite parts of the day are when I go to hip hop class and when I shower, because those are completely for myself.
I’m such an escapist. I run away and I cut people out and I burn bridges, and I get absorbed in other people’s lives and then I leave, and my group of friends today is very different from a few months ago which was different from months before that ad nauseum. So people (like AU) who’ve stuck with like the same friends from childhood always fascinate me because I’m so not that.
Sometimes when I’m on the 5 I just imagine if I drive 6 more hours I’ll be in San Francisco.
What if I’m really shitty at this and I should just give up?
yep. made a meme of myself
I finally has enough moneyz saved.
BRING. IT. ON.
Tired of my lungs feeling like they’re covered in slime.
Sore throat and cough. Ain’t nobody got time for that!
Chugging the orange juice and water to try to beat it off. I’ve got a busy weekend.
