I had 40 hours a day, I would do everything I want to do and need to do. 24 hours always isn’t enough. School can just go away. You do not have the privilege to be awarded a part in my 40-hour day. You’ve done enough to me (like make me sleep at 3:30 am and wake up 3 and a half hours later) that I didn’t deserve. So get the hell outta here. OMG what can I say, dance would take...
I took a nice nap. I woke up and realized I had homework. Now I can’t go to dance. :(
Sometimes, I have to sit down and ask myself why I dance. I walk around with blisters all over my feet, muscles aching, bruises covering my knees. I have to ask myself why I even do it. And then I start to dance, and I remember. Because when I’m dancing, none of that stuff matters. The pain doesn’t matter, the suffering doesn’t matter. Because when I dance, it’s the the...
I finished uploading my pictures I’ve had for ages on facebook. It took me ages. It was a big job for me. Just when I thought that was done … I realized tomorrow is the first day of school. Needless to say, fuck my life.