Don't let anybody tell you 'glamour' pageants are fun.
These little girls scare me. If I wanted to see a bunch of drag queens in Tu-Tu's, I would've told my mom to stop when she hit New York City, and start cruising the streets.
And the ones competing against me... Okay, for example, there's a girl with blonde hair, a cat-face, and a body that could fit through a straw. She's about up to my chest. You can tell she's going to get the title. She's the only one here who has everything down pat, and the crowd loves her.
My voice might make me second runner up. Out of Three. Again.
*sigh* I know it's not supposed to be about winning. But when 'those girls you hate' make it that way, it hurts to know you haven't got a prayer.
Royal Rave · Sun Oct 30, 2005 @ 04:22pm · 1 Comments |