The British ate General O’Neal & put him in a chat

Time:: 9:24 pm
Listening to::  ‘Train’ by ICP.  
Wearing:: Black bondage pants and a black & white ripped up shirt that says "Brazen Hussie Psycho Dancer Punk From Hell", and red and black pony jacket.  Underneath it all is a rolled down black leotard and pink tights- I had ballet tonight, too.  ^_^
Woke up:: 10:33 am.  Approximately
Last ate::  Egg salad sandwich, a cheese stick, and some chip things.

I was at World Market with Jeana yesterday (YES WE FINALLY FOUND TIME TO HANG OUT!) and there was this British guy… I think he was my hero.  He must have said fuck in this phone conversation about a dozen times, only he was British, so he said Fock.  "Fokin useless, man," this guy says, and I crack up.  Oh, it was funny.  As I said, he was my hero. 
My other hero, is Captain Jack O’Neal from Stargate.  Hell yea.  You cannot put him down.  Oh yea, he was promoted to General.  My bad.  General Jack O’Neal sounds funny, though.  Sigh.  I hate change.
I compete for the first time my solos in a month.  I’m doing my hip hop (which I just finished and is really ballin’, but for some reason I hurt my wrist now, along with my legs), and my lyrical.  My lyrical is actually more modern, but there are more dances in a lyrical category, providing me with eligibility for cash awards.  Which would be great, because all of my dance activities are now coming out of my own money.  Which is fine, because I am teaching dances and stuff, so… it’ll all work out, I hope.
I have little time to myself anymore, for real.  Like I said earlier, it was incredible that me and Jeana were actually able to hang out.  Greg’s bashing on me in my other ear (which, might I add, is why I didn’t want a boyfriend, so I’m like well, fuck now I’m pissed off), and Randy’s getting married in a few weeks, and chores are in the other ear, and I haven’t even CALLED any of my homies from school yet.  It’s horrible.  And I’m trying to get more jobs?  FUCK!  I have way too much going on. 
Would you believe that I am not a people person?  I’m not.  No, I’m not.  I would much rather be by myself, but no, I had to be a dancer.  No, I had to have a good personality.  Heh.  I’m actually not complaining, I promise. 
LOL I’ve been back in chat rooms again.  I’m surprised I haven’t been reported yet.  I will be, soon, though.  Once my warning status was like 76%.   But people are just so stupid.  What pisses me off is when people go into chat rooms asking for a certain race.  They wouldn’t do that in real life (I guess if they did and I was around, I’d whale on them) only do that because no one CAN whale on them.  I could understand if some people do it, but the majority just do it because they don’t have to answer to anyone.  That’s the biggest problem in our society, is that everyone clings to another, and very few people actually want to learn about other cultures.  That’s why we have racial issues, and people wonder why… just go into chat rooms and look at all of these 13-14 year olds hollering "I want to cyber with a 17 year old Puerto Rican!"  Except they misspell Puerto Rican and probably cyber too. 
It drives me nuts.  So, in essence, I’m not really sure why I end up in chat rooms.  To complain?  Perhaps. 
Alright, I’m out.  Pz.

-Inmate-