Soulja Boy… OOOOOH!

I can’t dance any longer!  I can’t do it!  I think the Soulja Boy yesterday killed me…  (That song is so bleeding repetitive- if the dance wasn’t both hilarious and fun I would have had a seizure.)  It took me an hour and a half to learn the chorus and choreograph the rest of the song and perfect it.  (When I first started I was like, DAMN I look WAY too white doing this.  But I got past THAT stage, no worries, LOL.)  Then, later, I taught it to my hip hop class.  It was hilarious.  I’m spreading the word, for sure!  I’ll even teach it to the adult hip hop class, my 10-13 age class, and maybe even the boys class.  "Heh heh," I say in pure, unadultered glee!

Since I’m danced-out for the day, maybe I can actually get some things done that I need to.
*Pause*
NAHHHHHHHH. 

I find myself on okcupid.com.  WEIRD.  Like I have time for anything other than Open Diary and dance and my e-mail.  *Rolls eyes*  But it’s very curious to me… everyone searching for other people.  Besides, I like the tests.  I like tests and quizzes and such… they make my ball bearings rotate.

Heh heh heh.

Oh, shiznit, this is my 200th public entry!    Parteh!  Maybe.  Well, not really.  AHEM, I have no idea what I’m doing. 

I’ll leave now.  I might add more later.  I’m out like five women and a lightbulb.  (…What?!)

INMATE

Wearing::  Dark gray chlorine splattered cut off sweatpants, light pink halter, white and black Nikes, chain and skull necklace.
Feeling::  Pretty good.  A little weird but nothing out of the ordinary, of course.
Last ate::  A piece of cold BBQ chicken pizza.  *Drool*  And some grapes.  And a piece of lunchmeat, I think.
Listening to::  ‘A Touch of Venus’ Billy Idol.  I think that’s what it’s called.  I don’t remember.  I love this album- ‘Cyberpunk’