Tuesday, February 12, 2008

*ai caramba... and lots of things i had long to post*

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i've finally taken a shower and i smell of peaches. Bath oils are pretty practical things, although i usually prefer my chocolate moisturizer.
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and i'm bummed out about missing dance class today. There is no way i can make it. i wish i could, but i can hardly stay up for more than 10 min. i MUST be well till Saturday. Saturday is my first ballet class.
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ahem... so where have i been? Oh, you know, this and that. A pretty lazy carnival, cleaning up, going out and eating too much and getting sick from it. Life. i also have a real paper diary (even though i totally hate handwriting) so i guess i don't have such a strong urge to vomit my thoughts online. Yeah, vomit. Well, maybe sometimes. i like typing.
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i really should be sleeping. Then maybe i could go to dance class. But no, that's a bad idea. Argh! Guess i'll go chew on papaya seeds as my mom advised me too so i will be super duper tomorrow. i hope. (le sigh... i really hate missing class. Specially dance class. Specially when i haven't worked out properly in a while. le sigh).
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So, its been a while, eh? There was my birthday... Yeah. The party. It was good. Not great, just good. But it was not bad, and that was counts (there is much that can make things go bad these days, i was a bit afraid).
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i was tired. Really tired. But all that yerba mate in my system got me by. Hair and makeup, dressing up... We arrived neither late nor early. My friend was getting all full on needles, and then later on he would be sewn, and then i had to cut him free for the first part of the number and remove part of the needles (which explains the nurse attire). Then i would dance to Minnie the Moocher by Cab Calloway and do my thing.
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But because i was gonna be messing with needles and scissors and another human being i refrained of drinking. So i guess the Man had more fun than me cuz He finished up a flask of tequila in no time. But that was not so bad... i mean, no hangover for me, right?
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Oh boy, i really need to work on my act... i mean, expressions. Because unless i have had 1 drink or more (and that night i needed more), i get so focused on the dancing i forget about the face. But that ain't an excuse. i just feel i got to a point where i need guidance. This is as far as i can go on my own.
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i danced around 3 am and people liked it, thats what matters, right? (Ol' Razzle dazzle, eh?) And i did not hurt my friend. Or maybe the fact i finally took everything off (it wasn't on purpose, i swear) distracted the crowd? Mea culpa, anyway, after all i made those undies in plain lace with no lycra, so they look great but hold on terribly. And boy, was that dress time-consuming.
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6 inch heels, one more drink afterwards, and that was it. He was sooo sweet, but He was tired, so we went home super duper early. Awwww... what, no dancing?
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Hardly.
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(damn, do i have to work on my act. i really miss performing more. This is all kind of depressing right now).
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Then there was the day. Sunday morning sex, and i had already gotten my gifts from Him, my mp4 and the new ink (loved them!!!), so all that was left to do was the stuffing part. Hehehe... food.
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Yum, we ate and ate and ate. And then we went to a small anime event near Paulista Av. to walk it off. Fun! Even more fun was walking barefoot on the part of Paulista where the sidewalks have been renewed. We had this incredible German beer, saw an art exposition and headed home around 6 pm. Just spending time together was great.
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Yes, that is a little of the chaos the apartment was in.

i usually use this computer when He is around.





All in all, a great birthday.
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Then of course, the Carnival holiday. Awww, the bliss of doing nothing. For days... on Monday i went out with my brother because his birthday was Wednesday and mine had been the day before. We had some lunch and exchanged gifts (i gave him a couple books on linguistics, he gave me a bottle of scotch. Brothers really know each other, even though we are complete opposites), and talked about life and stuff. His girl sent me some really cute hello kitty stuff... Awww...

Tuesday and Wednesday me and the Mister just stayed in bed and ate and fucked and then did it all again. Ok, we went out a bit when He could take being in no longer, and of course there was grocery shopping and going to the dentist. But it was great.


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Until i was alone on Thursday and finally had to face the mess. Yes, chaos. But you all already know that i spent 13 hours cleaning and scrubbing and stuff so its not interesting.
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But its great that i've finally (almost) caught up on laundry and that things are in place. Really.
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Friday was nice. After all that work, it was girls day out. i love the days i go out with one of my sweetest friends, Dulce. And she gave the cutest little polka-dot purse. Which goes perfectly with the housewife clogs i bought later on.
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i had to go to a bank agency i had forgotten was far as hell, and she walked all the way there with me. So sweet. But even when one walks for two hours, when its in good company, one hardly notices (except for the sun stroke later on, duh!). When we got back to Paulista Av. i was dying for some Bim bim bap and kimchi but the Korean place was closed so we ate elsewhere. Seems i've got no luck when it comes to eating Korean food, something always happens and i never get to try it. Argh. So we sat around instead. Her dom was kind of jumpy for whatever reason that day so she had to get back early, and i went back with her so my Man would meet us later for something to drink. On the way to their place, going by the mall, this lady from some Casting Agency gave me their card and got my phone. Dunno if i should call though.
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It was cool hanging out at Dulce's. Too bad i had an awful allergy crisis, but by the time i had a bloody mary, i started feeling much better.
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And alas, Saturday, or the day i was THE bitch. Honest, it wasn't my fault. It was the PMS speaking. Or the fact my Man thought i was annoying and gave me the cold shoulder. Which makes me pretty annoying. And that i was late for work which is NOT a ok thing when there are 9 students waiting for your sleepy ass. i was sore and in pain so i skipped belly dance class (i had already missed dance classes on Thursday due to the big clean-up) and came home to cuddle. But no luck. So i slept. A bit more work and then i slept from 6 pm to midday Sunday. Whew, that was a lot of sleep.
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And Sunday there was a lot of food. Which is probably why i have been sick. We went to the Street Market on Praca da Republica where we got myself a new long skirt and ate and ate and ate. Later on we went to Liberdade and ate some more. Yum, Korean icecream is soooo good. And now i have Panko!
Wee, for fun engrish chinese products!
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He bought me a vintage sewing book and then we picked up the girl for a movie. And i ate half a box of chocolates. Boo...
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So i was sick all day yesterday and hardly ate. i did manage to work out a bit in the morning, somehow, and go to the dentist. And did some of my chores, which is good, so things are pretty much in place, except for my stomach.
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But i'm feeling better already. Damn, why are mothers always right?
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And that's about it. Its one of my friends b-day party tonight, but i'm probably missing that too. Unfortunatelly.
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Oh boy... enough. Let me crawl back into bed. i'll face the world manana.
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Mood: sore and sorry (for all the chocolate i ate)
Drinking: pineapple and lemon grass tea
Now playing: Manana - Peggy Lee

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