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Gaga Diaries
"It all began in school. It was probaly when I was about 6, maybe less, and still not sure what I wanted to do with my life, but I loved to sing and one day I was singing along with my hairbrush in my hand dressed in my mother's clothes and high heels, with her lipstick and whipped cream all over my face when she came home from church unexpectedly, so I was "
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Rewarewa wood and flowers
Rewarewa flowers and timber
What more I ask him? You'll have too wait he say. Thinking? I ask.
God. Saw the set for Born this way last night. It is only half finished. What are you doing I ask, carving it out of whole logs? How much it cost to air freight it around world I ask. Don't worry you pretty haed about details I told. They are asking me if I have a special boyfriend at ballet lessons. No, he never notice me, just the one who is short enough to be the queen's mother. She will be a ballet dancer one day, a prima balerina.
Dear Diary, I have been neglecting you, but I promise to do better. It isn't all about making heaps of money is it? It is also about keeping the fans happy, and getting the inspiration for the next lot of songs. Eminem is great isn't he? Like he says, "Just one shot, don't blow it".
Oooh. I'm so excited. A guy, I have never heard of has just contacted me and said he saw my wax model in Madam Tussauds, and he wants to clone me.
Wow
Last night I saw half of The Born This Way Ball stage completely built for rehearsal. I got the worst goosebumps, and i thought to myself... I have prepared for this moment since I was six, leaving for the talent show while my mother asked me why I had to wear a crop top.... With my side pony tail, lippystick and little halter I replied "PUHHLEAZE mother I've been rehearsing FOR WEEKS."
To be honest, I'm a little worried. This guy I've never heard of txted me that his tickets to my third Auckland concert had arrived, so I txted him back and said stand near the front, and if I see him I'd dive on him during the intermission. Then he txted me back and said he had seats somewhere near Row JJ seat no 901, but he had no idea where that was, and he didn't think his feet would stand two hours of mashing and anyway he was too old to stand with all those kids. He sounds like my grandad. He txted me again and said his feet were so sore he'd probably have to drink a pint of vodka just to get through the show, and he'd be too drunk to drive home, did I have an apartment spare he could crash in after the show. I think he may be a stalker. Where the hell did he get my txt number from anyway? He txted back the school give it to him when he said he was my dad and why wasn't I there when he rang to check on me. PUHHLEAZE mother fucker has probably been rehearsing for weeks. Keeps sending me fruit. Doesn't he know I don't eat fruit or chocolate? Who the hell does he think he's dealing with? A schoolgirl with a huge crush? Said could I wear a ponytail on the side, and a halter. Said he wanted my lippy to be watermelon. Sorry bud, I don't do requests. Said I would have my security look out for him on the 10th June. He txted back yet again. Can't he get a hint. Wants to know what colour my eyes are. Can't even spell. Bet I'm not the first to tell him that. Said, don't worry, he had connections in the martial arts world, and he'd bring his own security to the show. Wanted to know if he could get on stage and push me over the edge. No, I said, my days of crowd surfing, giving the fans a cheap feel were well and truly over. Last time I did it, somebody tried to stick their finger in my navel. He asked me if I wanted some oranges. Orange what? I ask you? Do you mean for the second half I ask? No thanks unless theres vodka on it. Can do better than that he says, can come up with your own individual drink. To my hotel room. Sorry I say, the boys will be there being boys. No worries he say.
Rewarewa leaf and tiki.
Superstars
What colour are my eyes?
It's a god-awful small affair
To the girl with the mousy hair
But her mummy is yelling "No"
And her daddy has told her to go
But her friend is nowhere to be seen
Now she walks through her sunken dream
To the seat with the clearest view
And she's hooked to the silver screen
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause she's lived it ten times or more
She could spit in the eyes of fools
As they ask her to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
It's on Amerika's tortured brow
That Mickey Mouse has grown up a cow
Now the workers have struck for fame
'Cause Lennon's on sale again
See the mice in their million hordes
From Ibiza to the Norfolk Broads
Rule Britannia is out of bounds
To my mother, my dog, and clowns
But the film is a saddening bore
'Cause I wrote it ten times or more
It's about to be writ again
As I ask you to focus on
Sailors fighting in the dance hall
Oh man! Look at those cavemen go
It's the freakiest show
Take a look at the Lawman
Beating up the wrong guy
Oh man! Wonder if he'll ever know
He's in the best selling show
Is there life on Mars?
Cox's orange apple
Gala apples
He told me he was losing weight for the show, and I said I was too. He said no you're not, he likes me the way I am. Said he was only doing it because he spent all his money on a ticket. Last time he said tickets, so he doesn't even have a girlfriend. perhaps he's a freak whose into exotic animals? Probly own a pet shop. So I said, if he didn't buya spare ticket, how could I come and sit next to him for the show. It took him a few days to figure that one out. So he said I thought they were. Were what? Your eyes. They are blue I said. No they are green he said, but one is blue, the right one. Whatever.
I'm interested now- not.I txt him back. If he is stalking me, he's never going to get my flower. He says He's sure I'm rich enough to buy plenty of lovers, he don't want that. Whar do he do for a crust I say. He says he has a bakery specialising, but don't stipulate what, and say hes got a part time as a janitor. Whose Jane, I ask him LOL. He want to know do I have a sister. I said my sisters would not be interested in him. We'll see he say.. He want to know if I have a tiki cause he have a spare one. I say I only want it if can make one hisself. No problem he reply, it will be fun trying. What? Hope he don't cut his fingers on his chisel. He ay no chance his chisel much too sharp for that one.
So now its all go. I'm getting really nervous now. The guy txtd me back again, do I want him to take his shirt off so I can see his chest. No thanks I say, I seen it all before. You ain't seen my chest he said, from my perspective with you astride it. What? Keep it clean, I txt him. It will be sterile I hear him txt back. Why don't he just call me and start breathing heavy? He must be a superstar in his own right, I'm thinking, to be so brash. Maybe his dad is a comedian? No, he can't tell a joke he say. What is it I ask? Red bull and bee venom he come up with. Mo