I went to work at slut hell last night, I wasn't into it. I felt gross and fat. So I told my manager that Patsy had called my celly and she wasn't feeling welll, and she asked if I could come home. He let me go. Yay! It wasn't a complete lie! Patsy is feeling bad and did call. I just never heard a voice mail from her asking me to come home. Ha. I called Tasha from Scores last night and left her a voice mail. Then while I was sleep I had a dream I went in to talk with her and she said she would love to nave me work there provided I lost 10 percent of my body fat. That sucked, and I totally thought the dream was real! I totally need to get back on the ball with my exercise routine. I wanna be hot not only for my self but so I make more scrilla, though I have come to terms with the fact that I am a stripper not for the money aspect, but for the performance of it all. Because there are no burlesque troups in the area I am just useing stripping as a mode of burlesque. Which is totally true. If you ever saw my stage performance you would no I am not a typical stipper, but a performer. Ha. I really believe that. The money that comes with it is simply a bonus. I actually enjoy my job. I just have to creep around to avoid drama with the other girls. What else, you ask? Well Brittney and I went in the bathroom at school yesterday and took a bunch of nudie pics. This was all while a banquet was going on outside! So a bunch of professional wemon kept walking in. They got really uncomfortable and stiff! Ha! Next Stop is the Public Boys restroom! That's where I think I will take my Burning Angel pics in the mens restroom at school, I want to capture the looks on the guys faces when they walk in but they maybe illegal? Hmmmmmm.... Everyone keeps commenting on how nice my tan was, I just admit to them it's fake and tell them what kind of tan lotion I use. I like tans see, I just don't wanna waste time and money going to a tanning bed especially since I don't want to get cancer if I don't have to. Okay I gotta get ready for shit hell.... I mean class.
Buh-Bye!
I get knocked down!!!
Buh-Bye!
I get knocked down!!!
Also, I hope you find a better place to work.