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being a misfit all my life conditioned me into feeling like i don't deserve the good things life brings me now and then. That is a lie, i guess i do.
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Don't i?
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i'm tired and a bit hungover. And back in town. These short trips can be exhaustive.
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Going to another state to do the same routine. No matter how much i practice, i still think i suck at the "Fan Dance" and i get the impression i get worse every time. And both my arms are sore from practice, believe me. i wish i had a video of last night, i really think i sucked.
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Plus my favorite socks got ruined by the fireworks in the Marilyn number. Argh!
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Oh well. Hope i get to work with Pacha again. They are great, and pay real well too. Plus i like all the pampering.
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All things in good time. After doing hair and makeup, we went to the party place. i was too lazy to take a coat, and i suffered the price. At night it was incredibly cold and windy, despite the warm day it had been. So i tried to warm up on russian vodka (after dancing, let it be clear), only to discover i have a russian alter-ego that shows up to erase my inhibitions. Yeah, right.
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And no matter how much vodka i had, or how much i danced, i still felt cold. But it was fun, nonetheless.
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i actually got up early to go to the city market. i really wanted to buy the typical products from Minas: cheese, dulce de leche, sweets. And i did. i only didn't get cachaca because i was afraid of it breaking in my bag.
Honestly? Belo Horizonte is beautiful from what i could see but the people are strange and the pace is way too slow for me.
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Ah the pleasure of simple things. Like disturbing the clerk at a snackbar just by passing by to the point the guy dropped a bunch of glasses on the floor. It was funny. Ok, my extremely short jeans skirt probably was responsible for that one.
Ah, how i would like to be drop-dead gorgeous with no make-up on. Without my make-up, i'm just plain boring church-going-girl-looking. Boring.
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i finally fit in this skirt again. And i love it. Ha!
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Then back to the hotel, to pack. And leave.
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And back home. i was lucky one of the guys from the club lives nearby, so he gave me a ride. My bag was heavy.
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Therefore i am tired, and lazy. So lazy that i ordered McDonalds junk food online. And now i will watch a good film. Master is away till friday, so tonight its just me and a gazillion callories.
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Oh well, i'll work them off tomorrow.
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"Oh girl, let's crash the party
El Dorado on the lawn (hey, hey, hey)
Let's burn holes in the carpets
Kicking, shouting, dancing on the tables all night long"
(Crash the party - Ok Go)
Take the Seven Deadly Sins Quiz
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Don't i?
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i'm tired and a bit hungover. And back in town. These short trips can be exhaustive.
...
Going to another state to do the same routine. No matter how much i practice, i still think i suck at the "Fan Dance" and i get the impression i get worse every time. And both my arms are sore from practice, believe me. i wish i had a video of last night, i really think i sucked.
...
Plus my favorite socks got ruined by the fireworks in the Marilyn number. Argh!
...
Oh well. Hope i get to work with Pacha again. They are great, and pay real well too. Plus i like all the pampering.
*
All things in good time. After doing hair and makeup, we went to the party place. i was too lazy to take a coat, and i suffered the price. At night it was incredibly cold and windy, despite the warm day it had been. So i tried to warm up on russian vodka (after dancing, let it be clear), only to discover i have a russian alter-ego that shows up to erase my inhibitions. Yeah, right.
...
And no matter how much vodka i had, or how much i danced, i still felt cold. But it was fun, nonetheless.
...
i actually got up early to go to the city market. i really wanted to buy the typical products from Minas: cheese, dulce de leche, sweets. And i did. i only didn't get cachaca because i was afraid of it breaking in my bag.
Honestly? Belo Horizonte is beautiful from what i could see but the people are strange and the pace is way too slow for me.
*Ah the pleasure of simple things. Like disturbing the clerk at a snackbar just by passing by to the point the guy dropped a bunch of glasses on the floor. It was funny. Ok, my extremely short jeans skirt probably was responsible for that one.
Ah, how i would like to be drop-dead gorgeous with no make-up on. Without my make-up, i'm just plain boring church-going-girl-looking. Boring....
i finally fit in this skirt again. And i love it. Ha!
...
Then back to the hotel, to pack. And leave.
...
And back home. i was lucky one of the guys from the club lives nearby, so he gave me a ride. My bag was heavy.
*
Therefore i am tired, and lazy. So lazy that i ordered McDonalds junk food online. And now i will watch a good film. Master is away till friday, so tonight its just me and a gazillion callories.
...
Oh well, i'll work them off tomorrow.
*
"Oh girl, let's crash the party
El Dorado on the lawn (hey, hey, hey)
Let's burn holes in the carpets
Kicking, shouting, dancing on the tables all night long"
(Crash the party - Ok Go)
| Greed: | Medium |
| Gluttony: | High |
| Wrath: | Medium |
| Sloth: | High |
| Envy: | Low |
| Lust: | Very High |
| Pride: | High |
Take the Seven Deadly Sins Quiz
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