they will see us waving from suchgreatheights

i'm pespiring from dancing in my room at 3am in the morning. it just goes to show that when you love something, you just don't really care anymore and you just wanna do ya thang baby! or perhaps it's the fact that i have been putting this p.diddy song on repeat for the past half an hour or so. god, it just makes you want to move and well, coincidentally, the song is called 'wanna move'. haha. no surprises there i suppose!
my freestyle is getting better, i actually look quite good dancing! hahaha NO shit man. so i cant really master the art of c-walking, but at least i can wack and krump QUITE decently. even then, under all that dark lights in a club, who can tell. haha. make way people, i am ready to take on the clubs again! that is, until the sodding exams are over. piss.
the other reason why i look quite decent while freestyling is because i just cut my hair and it looks all wispy and shit, so when i flip my head, the hair flies too, making it look rather nice. haha what image am i painting in your head? perhaps of a crazed woman doing some hard-core head banging. but nope, that's not what i meant. if u wanna know, take me to dancing!:)
yes, i cut my hair. not that it's very short anything, but it's alot more layered and i got bangs! i havent had bangs since jc. so i feel a bit weird looking at myself, and i look pretty much like a 12 year old girl. then again, i like the changes. it feels good to have something different when your life is so boring and mundane. mmmm.
im very proud of myself today, i went for dance. yeap, managed to drag my sorry ass outta bed at 7am in the morning (despite having slept at 4am) and went to the gym before hitting the dancefloor. 2 hours of dance, just enough to satisfy my withdrawal symptoms for having missed dance 2 weeks in a row. and today's class was so fun, and what can i say, i love dance. saw the new scholars today, i shall be ambitious and mebbe hope to try out for scholars one day. until then, nothing can keep me away from dancing my heart out. so what if i suffered bruises on my bum, on my knees (damn all that floor work!) and generally, gave my heart a very very massive and INTENSED cardio workout. it felt nothing less than amazing.
so today was gym, dance, and new hair day. yay for me! i did do a little studying, but god i hate 201. makes me depressed. so i watched prison break instead. which is amazing as always. god, THIS is what good tv is made of. plus wentworth miller is totally yummylicious. slurps
i had a very interesting talk with my dad in the car today about finding that special someone. it never occurred to me that i could actually talk to him about stuff like this, because i go to my mom most of the time. but he really is quite right about things. and he made me realise that perhaps there really isnt someone special out there. it all counts on me to make it work. things dont just happen. and till i find someone who can be my best friend and a lover, i dont think ill ever settle down with any other man. because i realised that for the other party, it has to be the same too. the amount of commitment that one puts in isnt enough, but it really takes 2 to tango. so why should i torture myself and fret over the relationship. if he isnt doing the same, then it's pointless.
i shant depress anyone else or myself. instead, today i am happy. and i will go to bed now (having cooled down typing this) , smiling. very sweetly.
or maybe after this song finishes. hahahaha!yes, it is STILL on repeat.

music: p. diddy feat. bad boi, ciara and scar- wanna move