So, I slept most of the day and tried to get back my energy from all the dancing and working out. I think I lost two more pounds after this weekend. But then I've been drinking alcohol too and that may have a negative effect. I went to wal-mart tonight after I scrubbed the bathroom and got ready for tomorrow's lunch and such. I wanted to keep busy to keep my mind off things. Hopefully clinicals doesn't bore me tomorrow.
I can't believe it. I finally went out and danced my head off two nights in a row. I went to a gay bar and then clubbing the night after. I didn't planned it or anything. It was "spur of the moment" kind of descions, which are the best ones! I miss dancing. And good thing I've been doing Yoga so it helped me get back into it pretty easily. I haven't danced like that in years. I think the last time I danced like that was maybe the convent days. I think I got the gist of dancing at a very young age. I find out alot of things about myself that I never shared to anyone but only the convent girls knew. They were there when I realized it myself. I love dancing! And I'm a little ghetto. I'm really a black girl on the inside. I love to dance with my butt and boobs. And after this weekend, I don't have to control it all in anymore. I danced my heart out and it was a blast. I also got to see alot of familiar faces at the club too. I guessing they didn't think I would dance like that. I don't think they knew it was my first time dancing in front of them like that. But whatever, I know it's not a big deal to them. But I had so much fun. I'll never forget it! I'm glad I finally let go a little more in front of my friends and trusted them a little more. Especially with him there too. If anything, he's the only person I can trust myself around with more than anyone else. But in the end, it's all on me. If anything bad or sad ever happens to me, I can handle the consequences or pain it comes with. I have to trust myself to get over it and deal with it and move on.
