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Its Tuesday. For some reason I thought it was Wednesday already. I must not hope too much. I was so sleepy during class today. I’m sleepy right now as I type this so if I skip a word a type worse than I usually do, sorry. I didn’t even do my hair today. I just put it under a bandana and just kept it under. I felt ratchet, but its okay ‘cause that didn’t really bring me down. Oh today I jokingly flicked off one of my dance co members and his bitch ass snitched on me and I had to do 45 push ups. I did it right in front of him with the fiery rage of revenge. All the male dancers in company hate on me. I don’t even know why. I hate it. Its just like if you guys are real men, then we’re supposed to get along fine, but there must be a prissy bitch fight each second and I’m fucking tired of it. It’d be amazing for once if there were some chill guy dancers in dance just to chill and get a long with, but thats impossible. It’d be funny to think of it though. Our teacher made us re-run a part in a dance like a million times a day. And to think that we were going to get a break after the concert. I sure am wrong. Hopefully tomorrow won’t be as bad. When I got home today Knocked out on the couch for an hour legs in the air mouth wide open and everything. Ew… no sexual images intended. Did my homework and now i’m typing this. Goodnightiess
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