How embarrassing can it get? Imagine yourself doing exotic dance (something like catwalk seductively, at least, I was TRYING to). Then, a pair of indian workers walked by and happened to see me! Ahhh, so i was trying to talk to my friends to coverup what i was doing. I said, "Hello... You know, blah blah blah." And they thought i was talking to them, so they replied. Yikes. Horrible.
I spent this evening in school, hidden away in a secluded corner, learning exotic dance level 1 from my salsa girlfriends. Haha. I feel extremely self-conscious trying to act sexy. It is so tiring. Maybe thats why so many women fake orgasms. Alright, honestly, it was fun. Anyway, after that torturous session, i think that my legs are forever crossed when i walk. Gosh! No matter what, I really appreciate my girlfriends for teaching me this stuff! MUACKS to Widah, Latifah & Rachel!
Moving on... I forsee a hectic day tomorrow... I have 3 places to visit in the evening & i have no car, no driver. :( Mad still said that we might be going clubbing at night, for the main purpose of seeing Chris's new girlfriend. Its like, everything changed after I came back from China. I'm so curious...
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