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WILL be a better day.
No ifs, ands or butts
unless they are booty-dancing
or shelf-booty, anyway.
~;)
This weekend is insane. It's going to be a good, keep-me-so-damn-busy-I-cannot-even-think-of-bad-shtuff kinda weekend, which is really good. I'm so exhausted from everything, from the emotions flowing about in my head.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wraptboy even said there was too much floating around in my head yesterday. That, my friends, is an understatement.
( For those of you who are suicide-sensitive, there is a really bad image ahead, not at all serious, but it feels kinda good to say it (in that sick kinda-almost-Hannibalistic-way, although it wouldn't be self-implied) )
*wipes head with back of hand*
PHEW!
I feel better already.
~;P
Some strange dreams I cannot place solidly in my head. Something about a Giant Eagle grocery store, the clerks therein, who were actually nurses at a nursing home posing as clerks, a drill of some sort (not sure what it was though - they all wound up in their meeting room together???), shopping and struggling with the decision between green jello with pineapple and cottage cheese or orange jello with whipped cream (I apparently wanted green jello with whipped cream, which is why this was a hard choice to make -- I DON'T KNOW! It was a dream!), a guy I see at school named Eric, who paces the front yard of Tri-C everyday until his bus comes, shaking hands with everyone and introducing himself to everyone. Yes, he is mentally disabled in some aspect or another, not sure. Anyway, in the dream he kept pacing around the aisle with the jello and the other side where the dog food is. I have no idea. Each time he walked by me, we shook hands and he asked, "hi Dawn. How are ya? How's it goin'?" I think after the thirtieth time I was ready to commit manslaughter.
So yeah, that is about the extent for the dreaming. Wish it had been more interesting. Oh well.
four hours until the Master Class where I will be singing "Dido's Lament." I am nervous...been having a hard time hitting the highest note, a g3 I think? I can do it bent over like a rag-doll...I just need to convince my body that it can do it upright as well, and before a professor gets to rip me to shreds.
four hours...*shakes head*
Thank gawd it's Friday
and I don't have to work.
no Friday Five today? Well then, lemme make one up:
DAWN DAWN'S FRIDAY FIVE
1. Name three or more vices you have succumb to in your lifetime.
nachos
weed
coffee
online tests (LOL You all are addicts too, admit it - it's why you're still reading this! HA HA!)
2. Do you still have any of these vices?
nachos & coffee
and online tests.
3. What led you to such a state?
Frustration, exhaustion (in the case of coffee), and cravings for incredibly bad yet delicious food late at night.
As for the online tests...I have identity issues. *smirks*
but not really.
~;P
4. Presuming it's not sex, is it better than sex?
Both of the first two have been, on many occasions, actually.
5. Do you think you can kick the habit if you want to, or are you a totally hopeless addict?
I have tried to stop the coffee habit numerous times because caffiene is reeeally bad for the vocal chords (along with everything else, it seems LOL). As for the nachos though...no way I am giving 'em up forever. Nuh-uh. Nope.
Online tests...I think I could kick it if I wanted to. I just don't want to. heh.
No ifs, ands or butts
unless they are booty-dancing
or shelf-booty, anyway.
~;)
This weekend is insane. It's going to be a good, keep-me-so-damn-busy-I-cannot-even-think-of-bad-shtuff kinda weekend, which is really good. I'm so exhausted from everything, from the emotions flowing about in my head.
wraptboy even said there was too much floating around in my head yesterday. That, my friends, is an understatement.( For those of you who are suicide-sensitive, there is a really bad image ahead, not at all serious, but it feels kinda good to say it (in that sick kinda-almost-Hannibalistic-way, although it wouldn't be self-implied) )
*wipes head with back of hand*
PHEW!
I feel better already.
~;P
Some strange dreams I cannot place solidly in my head. Something about a Giant Eagle grocery store, the clerks therein, who were actually nurses at a nursing home posing as clerks, a drill of some sort (not sure what it was though - they all wound up in their meeting room together???), shopping and struggling with the decision between green jello with pineapple and cottage cheese or orange jello with whipped cream (I apparently wanted green jello with whipped cream, which is why this was a hard choice to make -- I DON'T KNOW! It was a dream!), a guy I see at school named Eric, who paces the front yard of Tri-C everyday until his bus comes, shaking hands with everyone and introducing himself to everyone. Yes, he is mentally disabled in some aspect or another, not sure. Anyway, in the dream he kept pacing around the aisle with the jello and the other side where the dog food is. I have no idea. Each time he walked by me, we shook hands and he asked, "hi Dawn. How are ya? How's it goin'?" I think after the thirtieth time I was ready to commit manslaughter.
So yeah, that is about the extent for the dreaming. Wish it had been more interesting. Oh well.
four hours until the Master Class where I will be singing "Dido's Lament." I am nervous...been having a hard time hitting the highest note, a g3 I think? I can do it bent over like a rag-doll...I just need to convince my body that it can do it upright as well, and before a professor gets to rip me to shreds.
four hours...*shakes head*
Thank gawd it's Friday
and I don't have to work.
no Friday Five today? Well then, lemme make one up:
DAWN DAWN'S FRIDAY FIVE
1. Name three or more vices you have succumb to in your lifetime.
nachos
weed
coffee
online tests (LOL You all are addicts too, admit it - it's why you're still reading this! HA HA!)
2. Do you still have any of these vices?
nachos & coffee
and online tests.
3. What led you to such a state?
Frustration, exhaustion (in the case of coffee), and cravings for incredibly bad yet delicious food late at night.
As for the online tests...I have identity issues. *smirks*
but not really.
~;P
4. Presuming it's not sex, is it better than sex?
Both of the first two have been, on many occasions, actually.
5. Do you think you can kick the habit if you want to, or are you a totally hopeless addict?
I have tried to stop the coffee habit numerous times because caffiene is reeeally bad for the vocal chords (along with everything else, it seems LOL). As for the nachos though...no way I am giving 'em up forever. Nuh-uh. Nope.
Online tests...I think I could kick it if I wanted to. I just don't want to. heh.
