Well Friday was my brother's birthday and I forgot to shout him out. Happy 20th Keagan! Moving right along.. Friday night was also Club TSTT's Dj clash.. no matter how much I say "I am not working" I end up running around on the night trying to bring some order to chaos. Everything is forever last minute, and I believe the results were rigged! It's just my stage fright that prevented me from holding the mic for the night... hear nah scared no tail.. But that chickee was holding on to the mic so tight eh.. and I really didnt wanna rumble. But every performance was "lovely" and "beautiful" and people were fussing with me about her high pitched voice. But after round 1 and many dj's who were unclear on the concept, we finally moved to round two. And I got to take a break... Imagine.. we had 12 Dj's. You know how much pressure that was, to get the music going smoothly and organising the categories and keeping the judges informed when Miss thangs pitch was a bit too high :s So I drank meh Gazool (lol) and relax a bit for round two. My brother and his partners real make noise.. I didnt know he could get on so nah...I didnt leave sports club till after 3 in the morning and I still had to drop Paula home in Santa Cruz and a lil mister I had to make a stop at in Bon Air. Didn't reach home till after 6am and my father sitting down watching news and staring me straight in my face. Stared right back at him and went to bed. This is day whatever with nary a word spoken.