That’s all I got. A minute.

But I wanted to update everyone on the goings on of CeCe. I’m going to let you all in on a secret – but I am not looking for sympathy. Really. It’s just a heads up type of thing.

First week of classes kicked my ass. Turns out taking 5 classes (mostly literature) is pretty dang difficult. But REALLY fun. I mean REALLY fun. I’m having a wonderful time. Most of my classes are flowing into the other and I feel like I’m finally getting the whole college experience. There’s been several moments where I have been seriously ELATED to be learning. And I read some really incredible text – that was really difficult to read on a whole comprehension level, you know? And I aced my first quiz and could have written an A paper on everything I had read. I just “got” it. It all started to make sense. All the history and literature classes and PHILOSOPHY classes and Political Science classes – all those classes finally met at one point this semester and it’s like the planets all aligned. I don’t know if I’m making sense but it’s a great feeling to be able to use all this learnin’.

The result is – I’m still trying to figure out where study time goes and where play time goes. I figure it might be another week before I can put up a schedule. I know I haven’t had an up to date one since I was 18 (she says tongue in cheek).

This is what I’m going to do in the meantime: I’m going to log in when I get a chance. I don’t know how long I will last – but I will be sending you free minutes if I miss a call. and don’t go fibbing because I get a report of who calls and who doesn’t answer! So please don’t hesitate to call if you see me on. If I don’t answer I’m probably drooling on my pillow, in class and forgot to turn off my phone line, grabbing a quick bite to eat or something like that. Again – if I miss your call I WILL send you a couple of minutes for next time as an incentive to try me again the next time I’m on.

I got to lay down for a bit. This up at 7 and to bed at 2:00AM is beginning to take a toll on my eyes! But tomorrow today is my last day before the weekend so it’s going to be PARTY PLAY TIME at CeCe’s for sure, though!

Hope to talk/play soon!

Turns out Jackson is even LESS of a fan of fireworks than me. Didn’t think it was possible. I don’t like loud unexpected noises, and I’m always a bit freaked out by the displays of fireworks. Might have something to do with my childhood and the hand that I lost while lighting a cherry bomb…

Kidding.

I just don’t like loud noises. And fireworks take longer to prepare than actually seeing them. I don’t mean to sound like a brat (though I’m getting practice becoming more of one thanks to some of my callers who are holding classes in brat), I just don’t like the whole anticipation of fireworks for 10 minutes. Or even 15. It took longer for me to drive to an area to see these fireworks and then set up to watch them than it did for the actual show. It’s comparable to being prepared for a nice long sex session doing your favorite fantasy, and getting a minute. I understand quickies can be necessary and downright enjoyable guys, but I’m not wearing my sexiest lingerie for one. Did I get all off topic and lose the original point? Yeah? Original point: I hate fireworks.

Jackson totally freaked out during them. I don’t know what I was doing last 4th of July because I don’t remember him acting like this last year. Or maybe I just repressed the whole event. But tonight, Jackson was just pissed off. Not scared but he was in full protector mode. The neighbors started shooting off (fireworks) at about 5:00PM I swear! And then the theme park next to me started shooting them off hours later, and then a few drunk neighbors decided to test their luck and shot off fireworks an hour ago. During this long torture my dog the protector decided that all he had to do was bark at a high enough and loud enough decibel and the fireworks would stop. He’s now passed out on the rug acting like he’s responsible for restoring world peace. Next year he’s getting a doggy tranquilizer.

So enough of the whining, let me say I will take MY kind of fireworks over 4th of July ones any day of the year! You guys have kept me so incredibly busy and happy this weekend! I didn’t know that coming back would be so rewarding. I still have so much to do before I can sit back and ‘kind of’ relax, but I have until the 3rd week in August to complete some of the renovations I’m doing around here. I think I might just make it.

I decided to stay up late late and work to gain your favor (ahaha) and I guess it worked and you all forgive me. Glad we got that sniveling and begging out of the way so we can go back to how things were before I flaked for 4-5 months. And yeah, I mean MY sniveling and begging! So I spent the past few days not really sleeping and doing some serious calls. I also spent quite a bit of time thinking up an incentive program/reward system that will make sure I never sleep for more than 5 hours a night again EVER! But it will be totally worth it! I really like being able to do something for my callers who have supported me since I was 18 (wait – that was just 1 year since I’m only STILL 19!). I’ve had friends come and go since those beginning days, but …

Let’s not do this AGAIN. I always get all sentimental like I’m dying or something. Just thanks. And the incentive program is underway. I will be updating and sending you all emails in the next few days so watch your inboxes on niteflirt. If you don’t want to participate, please let me know. I hate spam and certainly don’t want to be contributing to mail you’d prefer to not be getting.

Um … I think that’s basically it. This week is pretty much mine to do with as I wish, so I’ll be available early evenings for calls every day except Monday & Tuesday evenings (spin class – won’t be home until about 9:00PM). So dreamers, tomorrow let’s dream a bit together! You’ll be glad you did!

So a lot of you are probably wondering why I’m giving away pieces of myself. Here is the rather late explanation of what the heck is going on inside of my head.

It all started when I was 3 years old. The neighbor boy…

Kidding!

So this is what is up.

For a while I’ve been wondering how to give a little something back to … eeeew.
spider.
Brb.

So I was saying…

I have been wondering how to give back to my dreamers. A bit of an incentive program, let’s say. I wanted it to be special and something that I could keep up with. I figured out the most brilliant and creative way to treat you all, but I’m already falling behind. But do not fear! I shall prevail.

Because my madness is top secret, I will not be revealing the details here. But give me a call (or even an email) and ask me for the password to my “win a piece of me” protected post, and you’ll have all the information and details you can handle. You could also just make a call that’s 15 minutes or longer, or leave a bit of well deserved, honest feedback and you’ll get the password and first piece of me via niteflirt email.

Curious? Give me a call. You’ll be glad you did!

I have a major math test tomorrow – and 2 more chapters to “study” – so this really has to be just a quick note.

My spring break is officially over. I started off with a plan to do nothing but work and study, and that lasted for a bout a day. I did however manage to log in for at least 5 of the days (or maybe it was closer to 6?) and was able to talk to many of you who I haven’t had a chance to talk to in a long while. I thought that maybe after spring break I would be more able to determine a workable schedule for myself. What I learned during spring break is that my class load is so demanding this semester and unless I hold myself accountable to a set schedule to work/log in – it’s not going to happen. There is always going to be that paper I have to write, or the test I should study for or whatever. And I need to start giving myself set times to do the things I need to do every day. It’s difficult when you are like me and are use to shoving millions of things on your plate and then constantly juggling them , pretending the whole time that you have everything (crash!) under (crash!) control (shatter!).

So where was I before I decided to do sound affects? Oh yeah – holding myself to a set schedule.

I decided one day that I would play a sort of game with myself. I would say when I would log in – and then if I did not log in by that certain time and a caller (you) actually emailed me during the time I said I would be on but wasn’t, then I would reward that caller with a little incentive to call me back at a later date – with a free minute – or five – depending on the infraction. Pretty good, right?

So I did this the first time and had one lucky winner. The second time I logged in on time. I did this actually 3 days last week (once I thought of the brilliant idea!) and only one person came a looking during that time. Lucky him! So – it was pretty successful. Especially today. I was coming home from the gym when suddenly I stopped off at CVS in order to pick up a few things. Suddenly I looked at my watch. OH MY GOSH – 8:54! I said I would log in at 9:00PM. I ran out of the store (after paying for my items, of course!), into my car, and down the street. Tick tock tick tock. Arriving on my street I found the only parking space in front of the house was maybe 2 feet longer than my car. Yeah. I had to parallel park. And yes, I have a toyota. But come on – the space was barely bigger than my car. I lined up and prayed, pulling the wheel to the left (or was it to the right) and then back to the right, pulling forward a smidge – then back a touch and TAH DAH! Perfect parking job. No time to admire my handiwork, I ran into the house, grabbed my lap top, logged in at 9:01 – and ran to my room to get my phone. I was 1 minute late. And NO ONE emailed me at 9:00PM to get their incentive minute/s. Maybe you’ll catch me next time, boys.

So for those of you who do not understand what is going on (CeCe – all I want you to do is moan a little for me and tell me how to stroke my cock – who cares about all this other stuff, you may be saying) here is the scoop: I will twitter my plans for my schedule on the day that I plan on working. All you need to do is look to the right under the little heart and twitter/stalk me, and you will read my plans for the evening. I’ll probably say something like – will be logging in by 8:45PM. or – Look for me at 9:00PM PST, boys! Something like that. At whatever time I have specified you, dear sweet caller, will go to my NF page and see if I’m AVAILABLE. While you’re checking, how about a call. Seriously. Ok – you’re all jazzed for a call but wait. I’m no where to be found. I’m probably parallel parking! So you email me something like – “It’s 8:50. Where are you?” and then I reward you by giving you something for your troubles. Pretty clear, yes? I’ll make it clearer. No more of this “around 9:30 ish” stuff from me. It will be exact minutes. No more “at the latest”, either. I will only say when I’ll be logging in from this moment on. And if I’m not logged in you must email me (so I know you were actually paying attention) and tell me when you came looking for me – and when I said I’d be there. And then you can throw in some other things in the email like how much you miss me and hope my math test goes well and how sexy I look in my yellow bikini and stuff like that. Then wait for the note in your inbox with your present and my deepest heart felt apologies. I am not the kind of flirt that gives away minutes for feedback, or bait (to call me). I believe that my services are competitive (maybe a bit on the low side) and I feel that I’m already priced at a bargain, basically. I don’t need to give out minutes to my callers. They dont expect minutes from me, except on rare instances where I suck (lol – it happens) or I have a bad phone connection or some other quality control type issue. And I feel that this free minute idea falls in line with quality control. I promise to be here at a certain time. You may have other obligations or family stuff that only allows you to be here at a certain time. You make allowances to call me, and what a drag when you do all that only to find I’m not here, right? So I am attempting to make it worth it for you to check my availability, and also worth it to try again if you see I am not available for you. It’s in my best interest to keep my schedule, which will result in all of you being able to find me more regularly and well – it’s a win win situation. So once again – I will post my schedule for that day on my twitter (celinawetdreams if you wanna follow me). My twitter update will appear on the page under twitter updates (smiles) on the right … over THERE (pointing to the right). You can then go to my page to see if I’ve kept my word and logged in at the set time. If I haven’t – you must email me and tell me what time you were looking for me and what time I was suppose to be there. Watch your inbox for your surprise. Pretty simple, right? Keep in mind that all times I post are PST time.

Any questions?

I had something else to say, but it will take longer than a minute and I really must go back to my studying and phone calls. I’ll only be on for a bit longer, and then I have an appt (smiles) but may log back in. Watch my twitter.

Have a great week! Talk soon…

See, I wasn’t kidding. This is helpful. I said I was going to log in at 9:00pm – and I started my homework and here it is 11:22PM. I have an appointment in a little bit so I can’t say how long I’ll be available, but I will stay available for the late evening into the early morning – and perhaps I’ll log in in the morning, too. But wait – I was talking about the lucky winner.

I said I was going to log in – I got distracted. I didn’t log in after spin. And 1 person emailed me to see if I was on (which, for the 3rd time – I wasn’t because I got distracted by polynomials) and he got avery special little something. So it pays to stalk me, right, Michael?

I’m really serious about this holding myself accountable thing.