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My Post Performance Interview

I told  a story tonight on Twitter(that’s crazy isn’t it)…and I wanna talk about it like this is my “Post Performance Interview”:

With all the lights and cameras >eeSI< just finished working on something I dreamed about the other night and sat around for two days trying to figure out how to get the word out. I told everyone that I knew to tell everyone that they knew and hoped that the word would spread that way and then WHAM, it hit me…I could tell my story by telling a story on Twitter. See THIS IS HOW BAD I WANT TO TURN MY DREAM INTO REALITY, this is how I get Diddy to want to be on MY Friends List…Are U…-^`->Red - - - - E?

 

Okay so it's that time that I told you about I would tell(lol) you how? you and well I guess we should go ahead and get started.

:One Hundred and Forty Characters at a timeThe best music to write to can be found at www.whossayingthis.blogspot... and YES I know that I keep "Plugging" my page but you should.19 Oh and in case you haven't figured it out the name is: Im2Real2Twitter...Catchy huh?? I wanted "Diddy" but they told me it was taken...ThanxI wonder if it's the craving for attention or the need to feel like we belong that drives some of us to do the things that we do..Like most of you have  been around doing what you love for how long now?? Let me ask you...When was the last time that you felt that you were doing what youdreamed you would be doing one day? I knew when I was a child that one day I would be famous, I knew it even when I wasn't popular, when Iwas just another kid, the one who lived in that one house down the street. The kid that was chose first just because he "l00ked" fast..andwho quietly gave you that look that told you he knew what to do. Hmm…cool, but not popular, known but not famous...damn that reminds me ofWait...What was that Twitter? You mean to tell me that everything you read on Twitter could be fake and JUST MADE UP>..LAERTONSTAHT!!! WHAT!

That’s just how it went in, – the Time and a few other minor adjustmets…’[,|’/\’,..}’..?

So NOW I’m ASKING: Can I PL3A$3 get an Interview?

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