Lay beside me, my drug.

Hello people.


I'm feeling quite tired today and my legs are (soundlessly) groaning out of pain cos in ballet class we did alot of jumping today. Sissones, glissades w/ 'floor pressure' and assembles. Gosh. Mars' legs became jelly after practice and both of us couldn't walk straight. Anyway, Isabell quit ballet and now there are only a pathetic number of 3 of us left. Next week there won't be ballet class, and the week after there will be open house where our parents will not only see us dance, but to discuss w/ teacher about the extra lesson timetable and stuff. Oh and teacher gave us another option which is jumping to Grade 5 now, and we would be in majors in 2011. Gosh. That seems like an eternity and will I still be there in 2011? Sigh. I want black leotard :'( I would dance the hell out of myself if only my mother would let me continue :( How I wish I could go back to Grade 1 where I could dance w/out any worries. Now, every lesson I would have to wonder whether this would be my last lesson or not. But it's no use worrying so much now, actually. I'll wait patiently (or not) until open house and the conclusion comes out. Fr now, I'll watch FTLY, pack my bag, eat something then go and sleep. I still have school tmrw. Bye people.


xoxo,
Katherine.