That last post wasn’t really Tuesday. This is the real Tuesday. See, if I haven’t slept yet, it’s still the same day. Now that I’ve slept and gone to school and everything, this is a new day. And it has been a LONG new day.
Sick? Yes. School? Yes. Dance? Yes. Homework? Yes. Husband? Yes.
Wow, I’m 5 for 5!!
It is amazing to me that I can take a dance class with a ton of different girls, and it is almost exactly half and half. Half of them are really awesome girls, and I like them. Half of them are snobby, irritating wenches, and I don’t like them. It’s great though, because I decided that if any of them say anything stupid, I’m gonna let them know how stupid it is. What’re they gonna do, tell their moms?
In other news, Pointe hurts. If you like your toes, if you like your feet at all, you will never take ballet. I should be proud, though. I managed to make my toes bleed on the first day of class. Are you cringing? You should be. It’s cringeworthy.
So, this friend, Kristin? The new Kristin. There are two Kristins. For the sake of clarity, I will call the old Kristin Kristin, and the new Kristin Kristin2.
So, Kristin2? She is honestly one of the coolest people I have yet had the chance to meet. I’m gonna have to let her know that. If she ever gets around to reading this, she will see. Kristin2 YOU ARE AWESOME. Thanks for being my friend.
My toes hurt. ><