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My first thought when I was woke up this morning was “Awww, fuck!” My second thought was “Note to self: stretching is very good.”

Despite the fact that my body is in all kinds of pain today, dance on Wednesday was actually pretty damn good. The choreography is set to Beyonce’s Naughty Girl, which is off her new album, and I think it looks really good. The floorwork is a sore spot with me though, since I’m not exactly the most flexible person around… but I can deal with it. ;)

So, I’m excited about it. I still love the Cry Me A River routine though, which I think will be the best piece in the performance. We learnt the routine during class last semester, and I just fell in love with the choreography (not withstanding the fact that it’s my favourite Justin song). So, I was a little disappointed when I wasn’t allocated into the CMAR group. But now, it’s all good. :)

* * *My computer has “attempted suicide” a couple of times. Heh. By “attempted suicide”, I mean that it jas just gone crazy on me and malfunctioned in some way. Its most recent attempt at suicide was just yesterday: I switched it on, everything was okay up to one point and then it just switched off automatically for some reason.

So I lost a few things that I wish I had saved: the William layout I was working on, two DC episodes I had downloaded, and a whole bunch of videos and mp3s.

My theory is that my computer is trying to not-so-subtly tell me that it needs to be put out of its misery.

* * *I’m supposed to be writing. I told myself I would write.

But obviously I’m not. Sigh.

* * *I bought the Jup/Christina Rolling Stone. Wheee! Saw only ONE copy of the Clay issue even though the Clay one is newer. Hmmmm.

* * *Hani has finally showed herself after like a month’s absence. Her site is opening pretty soon, I should think.

I went through a Prince William phase when I was about 15, I think. I can’t remember what brought it on, but I went online and basically found out everything I could about him and saved a million of his pictures on my harddrive. Heehee. I do remember that my favourite pictures were the ones of him in Balmoral, with him wearing this blue shirt and looking really good. I also remember feeling like a complete heel for drooling over him while watching Princess Diana’s funeral.

And now, the William ‘obsession’ has returned, courtesy of this documentary I watched yesterday (and today too, since I watched the repeat. Heh.). Royal title aside, he is a good-looking kid. Really, really good-looking. Heee! ;) I’ve basically been swooning over pics of him yesterday and all of today. There’s a set of recent pictures of him looking all relaxed and casual at a beach, which I like. And the ones taken by Mario Testino for his birthday are great too.

Plus… I may or may not want the set of commerative Prince William stamps. Heh.

Oh, and his brother, Harry? He’s quite a dish, too. Heehee.

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I was flipping channels this afternoon and came across a Josh Groban concert (which is why I’m suddenly listening to his CD right now). He has such a lovely voice, he was giving me goosebumps.

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Bah. I’m feeling bored, right now. I could write, I suppose, but I haven’t felt like it in a long time now. Sigh. I wanna read fic, but I don’t think any of the stuff I’m following has been updated. Oh well.

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Now that I think about it, my little infatuation with Prince William isn’t really surprising (besides the obvious fact that he fits my “type”, i.e. tall, good-looking and blonde. Bwah.).

I love historical romances, especially those set in Regency England. The whole aristocracy thing is very fascinating. And it’s surprising (to me, at least) that part of it has survived until today. William is pretty much the epitome of that society, which makes him very interesting. :) Especially since it seems like all he wants is to be ‘normal’.

I’m still listening to/watching Justin’s performance of Senorita on Leno. This is one damn catchy song. Cheesy, but damn catchy.

And dude, could he be any hotter? He looked really good. Like I told Cal, I just wanna hold his hand and drag him around Orchard Road, telling everyone he’s my boyfriend. Hee. My very hot boyfriend. Ah, a girl can only dream. ;)

And Justin sweetie, please, for the sake of my peace of mind, don’t wear t-shirts that lovingly hug your
TWOP opened up registration to their forums and, of course, I signed up. Heh. I may never come out of lurkdom, but hey, I’m a quasi-TWOPPER. Haha.

* * *Ad Astra is now open. It’s a fic rec site and something that Cal and I wanted to do it. And I think it’ll be a lot of fun. :)

* * *I’m still feeling meh about the teams on TAR4. Though I’m not fond of the NFL Supremes, they hardly ever screw up. I still cringe whenever they hit the mat and once Phil tells them their rank, they let out this shrill shriek of happiness. Oy.

So, by default, I guess I’m rooting for the Clowns. I like them; they’re always chirpy and excited. And they’re competent racers too.

* * *Dance is starting to seriously stress me out.

Next week is when my group starts to learn our choreography and let’s just say that Pat, the choreographer, can be moody at times. And well, that gets kind of intimidating sometimes. I know that I always get flustered when I can’t get a particular move or sequence and all that stress will be doubled ‘cos there’ll only be 10 of us.

As it is, I’m frustrated with myself ‘cos I can’t get the choreo we’ve all (everyone in the performance, that is, which is about 30 of us) learned so far for the final bit looking the way it should look. I tell myself I shouldn’t worry too much since it’s still two months to the performance (which is in September) and I have a lot of time to drill every single move into my head and get so comfortable with it that I can do it in my sleep. But y’know, I still feel a little pressured. Gaaah.

Oh well. Things will work themselves out. :) I hope.

Pacey Witter is quite easily the best TV boyfriend ever. Sigh. (As loki at popgurls.com said, “No one plays a boy in love like Josh Jackson.” True, so true.)

Anyway, I’m basically a pile of mush right now ‘cos I’ve been watching the “I remember everything” scene on repeat and it gets to me every single damn time. Gah. The build-up with the “How come this feels so right?”, the talk about the earrings and the bracelet, the “Simple. Elegant. Beautiful.” and him recounting all the details about that day she told him about the bracelet.

And then he says the line. Damn. I swear, the first time I saw it, I so felt my heart lurch. The delivery of the line is just perfect. And then after that, when they’re just dancing, and it seems like he’s just trying to absorb everything about the moment, about being with her.

Sigh.

Okay, I really should stop watching it. (And go read some P/Jo fic. Hee!)

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I watched the musical!Buffy episode just now and was vastly amused. I’m no Buffy fan, but that was some good entertainment. I hope that they were all paid massive amounts of money to do that. Heh.

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I went fanlisting/clique-crazy just now and joined a handful of them. Heh. I foresee more in the future, knowing me and my inability to not join a clique/listing that I like.

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It’s Thursday! Which means that tomorrow is Friday, which is The Amazing Race day! Wheee. Fun times. I still haven’t decided which team to root for, but, for some reason, I’m not really fond of the NFL wives.

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I haven’t really been spending money this month, given the fact that I’ve been a recluse (Hah!). The thing that will bankrupt me, as it turns out, is Rolling Stone magazine. I’ll be buying the Justin/Christina one because (a) I’m a Justin whore and (b) I’m a Justin whore and (c) have you seen those pictures? Rawr, I say. Rawr! So that’s $12 down the drain.

Then, the Clay one is coming out soon too and I know I’ll end up buying that one too. Because dude, it’s Clay! And I love the article too. So, there goes another $12.

Thank goodness June is ending soon.

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Cal made me a purty Chad button. Wooo!

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Nominations for The P+P Fanfiction Awards are closing on the 21st so if you’ve got a favourite GG fic, you should head on over. :)

There isn’t a marching band, or even an appearance by nekkid!Chad, but I can finally declare this place open. Hee!

So, yes. This is me, now.

BWAH. Sorry, that’s the delirium that taking over after I’ve been subjected to a remix of J.Lo’s “Feelin So Good” during dance. And at home, when I’m playing it and thinking about the choreography. Gah.

I wish I could be witty or funny or really insightful right now, but I’m tired. But hey, you have pretty!Sark to keep you company. ;) Well, technically, it’s pretty!David.

Anyway, yes. Welcome to the insanity. :)

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