I had an ex-boyfriend who travelled ALL the time. When he was gone I would go through phases where all I would eat for dinner was grilled chicken. I would come up with new ways to season it, new things to dip it in, etc. I feel I should go back to that diet because I lost like, 10 pounds. But I hate poultry, it disgusts me, and I hate cooking it even more. I get so nervous because I can never tell if it's done or not. Salmonella waiting to happen.
I'm either pregnant, or obsessed. Because I crave Jamba Juice everyday.
My choreography is a song thief...any song I choreograph something to turns into "Kaelyn's dance" or "Jordyn's solo..." I discovered this as I heard two of those songs IN A ROW this morning and all I could think of were the girl's numbers. This is both good and bad. I'm dedicated, what can I say.
No words to describe the New Moon trailer. I hate being a stereotypical girl who is in love with RPatz, but that's who I've turned into. What can I say, I dig British guys with good hair.
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