InsaneJournal

Current location:	home
Current mood:	anxious
Current music:	I'm his only woman-JHud and Fantasia

grammy night

Well, tonights the big night. Grammy night. It's like the Oscars of the music industry. And everyone is running around here like chickens with their heads chopped off. I'm up for four this year,"Best Collabo", "Best Dance", and "Best Long Video"... I'm pretty sure that none of these even get shown on the broadcast, which is good because I don't have to worry about screwing up my speech or busting my shit walking up the stairs or something. Last year I took home one, so I know the drill. But the butterflies, they never seem to go away. Last night, I attended the Clive Davis party and it was great, I mean, that's the only way I could describe the experience. However, I think the best time of the night was getting to go home and sleeping in my own bed. However, now I wish I would have stayed at a hotel because all of these damn folks trampling in and out. I've been up since six doing all of these impromptu interviews, my mother called me. I had to go to the airport to pick up, Jagger, who is my date for the evening. I suppose, she only agreed to go because I told her I'd get her some face time with CB. But whatever, it beats going alone. Especially if I don't win, at least I'll be able to wallow in my own self-pity. I'm trying to keep a level head and relax, but its kind of hard when I have people calling and asking if I'm excited. Of course I am, I'm so damned excited that I think I may throw up at any second. But I don't think that would be such a good look, if in the middle of my interview I puke on the writer. This entry is all over the damned place which means I need to just stop writing and focus on the tasks at hand. I know this is short and the next one will end up being pretty substantial depending on if I win or not. But my team is itching to get to work, plus I've yet to decide on an outfit. I have one more soundcheck to do before the big event. Wish me luck!!

PS: Joey, if I win I'm totally shouting you out in my acceptance speech so make sure you and the Twilighter are watching. Mwahs!

Alright, so I'm pretty sure everyone heard that someone got bamboozled into getting their ass beat by Chris Brown (hilarious, I know), but because of it Rihanna pulled out of the Grammys. However, for the sake of all things rp, Rihanna is going and thats just how we're gonna roll, capiche?