*at the bottom of everything*

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so the weekend is over. And i have cooked a bit lately. For my standards, quite a bit.
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and i had the "pleasure" of a chilly rain shower at 7 am this morning. Obviously, i gave myself the day off after such an event. But i must teach in an hour and a half. And i'll schedule a nutritionist for myself, so maybe i won't feel this tired anymore.
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believe me, i went to bed early on saturday, and woke up at 2 pm yesterday. And i slept till 3 this afternoon. Why do i have to feel this tired?
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there is a cosplay to make. When?
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and my trip coming up. Yup, it makes me nervous. Plus, i must make the props for my next number, or there will be no next number.
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and i have to go in a few minutes, so...

the weekend:

friday night: Had to stay at the school till 10 pm. Ate dinner out with Master, a gecko fell in my plate from the ceiling, i got to scream like a little girl (and i love it!). Dressed up, a long drive and a quick performance, vanilla crowds are funny. i danced, got paid and went home.
saturday: Work. Then a dance evaluation. My teacher thought my choice of music was "interesting". Yeah, industrial goes really well with belly dance. And i realized i prefer the folkloric style... Then more mork. Master picked me up, we went to a snack bar where they have monstrous hamburguers, we got stuffed, had icecream and went home. By 11 pm i was counting my ZZZZZ's already.
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i'll finish this post after work... time to face the cold and the rain. Blah!
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*it made me do it (procrastination) and now i'm soooo screwed*

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weeeee, yes i am. screwed. Because i have a private party/gig tonight and i have a belly dance evaluation tomorrow, and instead of creating my evaluation choreography i was doing dishes and washing clothes, and instead of creating it now i will rehearse for tonight. And now, tomorrow there will be no time also.
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awww, just great.
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But ok. Like, i may be going through a light surge of hypomania because right now i am in "fuck off" mode.

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last night Master and i went to our friends house after my dance class and we watched "Secretary" and ate brownies... yum.

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and lots of work today, and work tonight. Yeah, i know. Blah!

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"To be or not to be - That is not the question! I decided long ago to be!
With me, it's what to be,
Now, make me some suggestions,
Good or bad, Which is the best for me?
When you're after fun and laughter, this aggravates you,
Some reformers say a warmer climate awaits you! ...
i wanna be bad!"

tonight:

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and this weekend starts one of the biggest Anime events in Latin America. Guess i'll go next weekend, because my cosplay ain't ready yet. Yup, procrastination.
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Oh, have a great friday 13th! And a fun.fucking.tastic weekend.

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gonna go rehearse! shabat shalom.
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*cold...*

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damn those dishes in the sink! i ate artichokes for the first time today, and i made them. You know when you dont even know how to wash the damn thing? Thats how i felt. But they were good and now i am left with a HUGE mess in the kitchen.

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and its sooooo fucking cold. Houses in Brazil have no heating and no hot tap water, at least most of them. My fingers are stiff and my nose is running. Not very fun.

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Also, i am quite excited about traveling at the end of the month. And maybe i have a private performance tomorrow night. Maybe, its quite scary to perform to small crowds. They are less friendly, you know?

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oh well...

but not everything is roses...

my doctor told me yesterday that i am "slightly" lactose intolerant. My worst nightmare come true, i love milk, and darn do i love cheese! That and i have problems absorbing fat.

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it won't kill me. It will just make my stomach hurt.

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and now a hot shower to defrost. Damn, dance class tonight will feel good!

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"Can you tell by nameless change in action

I've single handedly abandon any chance I had

Good morning heartache after forfeit

I hate that I've awoken

Black and blue and broken"

(nameless change - my former self)
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no photos today. When i am warmer i'll upload the food pics i took.

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*sweats and chills*

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i thought i was lazy. i thought there was something wrong with not sweating recently. i spent the day sneezing and weezing away today, even though i was up and at it all day. And now i seriously feel like i got a beating. My body, my nose, my head ache. Yup, it sucks.

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Master should be home from His trip soon. Things are clean, the laundry is in the machine, everything is in place. Too bad i am just soo tired.

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lets see what my doctors tell me tomorrow. blah!

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and today i realized one of the reasons i am just soooo insecure. i am afraid to be left, to be abandoned. Afraid of being alone, again.

"You know I'm thinking of you.

I miss You.

You'll change Your mind come monday and turn Your back on me.

You'll take Your steps away with hesitance.

You'll take Your steps away from me."

Cautioners - Jimmy Eat World

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i really need chicken soup for the soul right now.

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listening: jimmy eat world - clarity

wearing: a white g-string.

eating: nothing, but i should get some pizza to celebrate Pizza day. Nah, i'm feeling fat again.
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edited at 9 am, wednesday:

i am soooo excited (?), i got a great call last night! So if things work out i get to go to Gramado in the end of the month to perform for Pacha again. Hope they do! Weeeeeeeeeeeeeee, gigs!

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now off to the doctor!

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pressplay> thank you for the venom - my chemical romance

(its going to be a good day if MCR is in it)
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*just hold me and tell me i will always be your sweetheart*

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CAUTION: extremely confused, bitchy and bipolar post below. So, how does it feel to be inside my head?
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have i been ignoring the signals again? Is it that time again? i spent the last weeks in a surge of hypomania that did not let me see that sooner or later it would be downtime again. Its downtime again? My surroundings tell me so. Everything is soooo chaotic and filthy, and i feel filthy too. i am glad to once more have good friends around me, someone who loves me, things that make me happy... yet...
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Master said something that made me happy yesterday. He had to go out with His ex-wife on saturday to buy a HD for her notebook... and while He was out with her He realized how much fun it is to hang out with me. It figures... it takes very little to make me happy. Walking to the restaurant today, with a cool breeze and the sunshine kissing my cheeks, side by side with Him felt just like heaven...

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it feels like that at times. Like heaven. But i'm a hardcore drama queen, and i am filled with ghosts that haunt my happy days. Oh those ghosts, oh the horror. i wish i wouldn't let the past hurt so bad, then the present moments wouldn't feel so hard. Silly things like Master being a "bitch" at the Fetish Party and wanting to leave wouldn't make me do things like this:

its what i always do. i panic. And i hurt. And this is the only way i know to let it all out. Ok, not the only way, but the other way is no longer possible. That is, when i lived with my brothers and my parents, i would take it out on the boys and beat the shit out of them. But i have no one to hurt but myself, and i am hurt pretty bad already.

and what else? Must there be something? i should speak what bothers me, but i don't. i just keep it all inside where it will eat at me like a cancer. The scenes, the silences, the insecurity. Didnt i say from the start that i needed to feel safe? That i needed to be a pet, Your pet, so i would be kept safeguard from the pain?

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part of me wants to always be Your sweet valentine. The other would like to fly away and never belong to anyone else. As the coward i am, i choose not to decide, and let the current take me.

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to less painful shores, one hopes.

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But there has been so much bliss, so much joy... and boy am i impatient! So many "i's".

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last week... comic books fair.

i want this:

and this is funny.

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i have NO gigs booked for now. On one hand, its kind of relieving. On the other, frustrating. Even if i'm nowhere close to what i can get to be (i believe), dancing has become my life. In a sense, the burlesque act can comprehend almost all the of the things that are dearest to my heart: glamourous make-overs, dazzling garments, dancing, jazz, the theatre, risqué acts, among others.

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speaking to Master today i remembered the amatuer plays i would write, act in and direct as a child, with the neighbors. Those were fun. Guess show-biz has always been in me, after all.
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and this past saturday was the Fetish party. i was a cigarette girl for a change, distributing cute give-aways. Master seemed a bit upset at it, but i did not care a bit. Betty Boop was a cigarette girl, why can't i be? Oh, and why can't i be the sweet cutest of all Betty?

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after getting upset with the $$$ for drinks the club owners gave me, Master wanted to leave. That was when i went upstairs to cut myself. After that i felt better, and one of our friends, the producer of the party actually, started filling Him up with drinks. Before i knew it, instead of the jealous grumpy grim look He had on before, He had me kissing half the girls in the party, including a CD. Whatever makes Him happy. And He kind of shed a tear when He saw what i had done to my arm, so i figure He cares.

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guess i'm much more fit to be a pet than a slave.

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All i know is that i dont remember getting home, and that i had a bad hangover yesterday.

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plus i woke up to the sound of Master having a discussion on the phone, with His mother, over me and the "bad" influence i am. Still because of the wedding incident, but whatever. But how foolish of them to say that my knickers were showing under the dress when i had on thick black stockings and nothing could really be seen. Blah!

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After all the discussions were over, Master picked up His daughter and we all went to the park... i just took pictures.

Then we went to a "quermesse", a sort of winter party thrown around this time of the year by Catholic congregations. i just love the typical foods, so i got stuffed!

Some anime and a fuck (after over a week of nothing) and bed-time.

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And another one this morning. Staying in bed all day with the one you love is fantastic. Then a walk to the restaurant, interesting conversations, and packing His bag. But He will be back tomorrow.

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and i really should put things in place and clean up. But this weight on my chest overwhelms me, stranding me to the bed. So the day was spent editing music and photos... i guess i'll watch some anime now... or some TV. Nah, i'm too lazy to stay in the living room too.

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i want my blackbirds to be bluebirds again...

One of my friends got sad at my behavior on saturday night. i know i shouldn't keep things in. i know i shouldn't hurt myself. And hell, i sure take my gigs seriously. i guess the only off part is that Master doesnt, and things are getting more and more serious... i seriously fear He may do something that will ruin it all for me. and that i do not know how i would take. Guess we will have to talk about this sometime.

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i've been to the 1920's, the 40's and the 50's recently... i suppose that i have a crush on the 30's right now.

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oh those lovely ladies of screen and song. Why can't i be a lovely lady too?

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i know... something special.
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tomorrow life will rush by again. As it always does. Night night...

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"Perfection is a trifle dull. It is not the least of life's ironies that this, which we all aim at, is better not quite achieved." (W. Somerset Maugham).

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(and i am still craving for new ink and piercings. Guess i will have to tattoo that arm next... that way i will stop cutting it up). Or glamour, give me glamour. And it will fill my life with joy!

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listening to: Ruth Etting

eating: nothing, i'm too lazy to get up and the box of cereal finished

drinking: nothing, but i should before i get a headache.

wearing: still the same. Yeah, tell me i'm lazy. i know.
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must have... glamour!and Him. Guess that it all comes down to that. i love Him, so i may rant and rant, but i'll stick around.
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Enjoy!

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