ryan Reynolds

is really really hot

i kissed a boy

And i liked it


ah yes, another week down and my weekend is coming up. I'll be in San Francisco this weekend with my boyfriend to meet his brother and see some place that i have never been too. i'm packed and ready to fly out tomorrow morning. woot woot.


this is what i look like if i had blue eyes.

im a believe again

thank you Enrique for this great song again. i love you!!!

I'm coming out...

Well i already did. today is coming out day, my coming out was back in 2003 with my mother on mother's day. i told her i love to penis and gave her a present. theres more to this but i;m a bit tired to write.

Fundraiser time....

Yesterday was the day of hell. I mean the annual fundraiser was last night and the day was too much energy. oh my.... what fun. The kids were too excited, full of fun, lots and lots of parents and children. face painting, arts and crafts, cake walk, games, food, Beer for the parents. It was great. so much fun plus all the money we raised goes to the school. it was fun and plus talking with the parents outside of the school was nice. they treated me like i was a real person. they asked about things in my life, plus watching the faces of my child's light up when to reveal a face painting by yours truly. i will be teaching some dance lessons for a good reason.

Princessa

how does one sound lame

And by lame i mean an ass!


I made it to Seattle last night about 7. Upon arriving at the train station i kept calling my boyfriend john to see if he was going to come and pick my up. I called him about 4 times and got no anwswer. Last time he was a bit last and i got upset. Well i was getting a bit mad that he wasn't picking up the phone or returning my calls. so i told myself that if he wasn't at the train station i was going to see if i could just return home that night. Ofcourse john was at the station waiting for me and i felt like a huge ass. And he told me that he left his phone at home. I'm a jerk.


prinessa

I use to...

Live in a world,Where tuxs and different colored costumes and shoes were important. Where there was never too much make up or stoned gems on your outfit. Where Making beautiful lines and hitting the time of the beat was a killer. Where showing your emotions meant everything. When a Heel or a toe step could take your score down. Where dancing was my life. Where it brought me much joy to teach others the joy that i enjoyed. The fire that was in my soul. The flame that made me what i am today. I look back at all the joy i spent. Each person that i shaped into a dancer. The ones that shared the same flame that i did. Now i still teach, But the minds of the young. The ones that just want to be loved. I am happy in that place.

Princessa