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Monday, September 18, 2006
I wanna become a good dancer.
Someone who can express
herself through any type of
dance. I wanna be able to
feel the music. To be able
to make my body move to the
music. I wanna be, and will be.

But it seems that I've strained
myself a little too much. My
right elbow hurts since sunday's
lesson. I remembered Bryan mentioned
something about hyper extend that day.

I just want to dance well.
For what, you may ask.

For attention.
For praises.
For anything and
everything I want.

I'm not the nice girl
you think I am.
I work for praises,
I aim to be better,
I search for attention.

Beware.
I'm not as nice as
you think I am.

escorted to deatH at ; - 11:20 PM.