moonchild

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Yes, hoes -- it has finally come. My tickets to see the one and only, Miss Janet Jackson or Mrs. Dupri (who really knows these days?) which ever you prefer, live and in concert, FINALLY have arrived in the mail! After all these years (15 years to be exact) of hoe-ing around and loving every second of the woman, I am finally defying all the odds that kept me from any and every venue she inhibited in the past years and saying, "To hell with all you haters and evil do-ers that refused me a ticket to her past shows!" I will be up in that bitch hardcore on October 11th at my first ever, Janet Jackson concert at the Mohegan Sun Arena in the C-T! And ending it in none other than the greatest city in the world, NYC..on October 16th at Madison Square Garden (those tickets aren't in yet).
Anywho - I needed to get that excitement and bitchassness out of my system. It's currently 4A.M. and I really should be asleep since I was up extremely early for, which turned out to be, no apparent reason, yesterday morning.
As far as the other events in Hurricane Passion aka my life, um.. nothing too exciting. I got that job at Universal Music Group for next semester! Yesss! Which means, that I will not be working at the YMCA come next January - *thanks the Lord* Sorry, but it is time to go! That job is just not cutting it for me. A year and I'm still at $8.50 an hr? Honey, no. Just no, no, no like Destiny's Child. I was offered a job to cater events on weeknights and some weekends at $15 an hr. And I'm not stupid - you will find me bringing you your plate at your next catered event. Steak or chicken, ma'am? See, I'm already great.
So that's it for now -- I'm hitting the pillow.
Night!
P.S. <3's 4u. ;)
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