graceful moves on blistered feet or something like that.

Feelin' high and tired coming home from the dance concert. It was o..k..a..y. It was fun being able to hang out at the make-up room. The girls were complaining in front of the mirror how they're not confident of showing off their tummies upstage. my goodness, what's wrong with them? anyways, everyone's nicer than i ever remember them to be. Maybe they're all not as bitchy as i thought. No cute seniors that i know of were there...boring. Least i got to see mr thompson. haha, I miss my teachers. people like Shamala are born dancers, i'm sure. she was powderful, man! I have fresh motivation to slim down...haha.