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September 22nd, 2007 at 9:58pm] |
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LOL OMG WTF and other related acronyms! Justin's having a bitchfit because Madeleine went and cast MY EX-BOYFRIEND for the tour. XD XD XD Which I'm okay with, because we're friends, but Justin's in a real mood. He's all like "WELL. I'm just glad you KILL YOURSELF instead of marrying him." (because he's Paris.) He's sulking now, I think he's gone out somewhere. Not my problem. He should just get over it. I don't get on his case all the time because he's got classes with that whore Katy from school he used to date (and by date I mean YOU KNOW WHAT).
Busy busy busy now. I'm still working at the Journal in the mornings and some afternoons, but we've got rehearsals most afternoons/evenings and every Saturday and Sunday now. I pretty much know what I'm doing (it's been my favorite since I can remember, I know it BACKWARDS) but it's getting used to new people. And, you know, ACTUALLY DOING IT instead of just drooling over Ángel Corella DVDs. Ahahaha, Justin should worry more about my Romeo than my Paris. >:D (Not really, he's gay. But if.)
Dad's getting kinda clingy. He keeps making up excuses to call, or call round, or take me out for dinner or a movie or whatever. I've never been away from home before. Longest I've been away is like two weeks when I stayed with my cousins in London and Dad wouldn't come because he hates Uncle Richard. This is A YEAR. :/ And I know I don't LIVE with him or anything, but he's still ALWAYS HERE. It's weird, thinking about being off in the middle of nowhere when he's still here. :/ He better come visit. Get over his plane thing and fly out and see me.
And NO MMMMMcCLOYS FOR A WHOLE YEAR! Ohnoes!!! XD XD LOL, but Noel got a picture of me and Dad dancing at the wedding with Aidan's brother AND his brother's baby AND his dad in the background, I should take that one with me. ;)
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[Tuesday
September 18th, 2007 at 3:19pm] |
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Justin and I keep WARNING Dad and Noel to move the rest of their shit out the apartment, but they're LAZY! They've had plenty of time to get over there and shift it. It's not like they can't afford some loinclothed manslave to do it FOR them, if they don't want to. >:| Time for drastic action!!
Please come over and move the shit, Dad. I've got worse pictures. Unbelievable, but TRUE! :D :D :D
I'm singing at Nick's tonight. WHO WANTS TO COME?! :D No pressure, I've got my regular fans (*LOL* the usual dirty old men, I mean (and Nick because he keeps threatening to kill them all with piano wire if they talk to me even when they're just being friendly, not dirty)), but the invitation's there. :D!!
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[Wednesday
August 29th, 2007 at 9:40am] |
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I've got like EVERY GUY I KNOW wrapped around my finger. :D
...okay, only Dad and Steve, but it's good enough for now! Justin says I'm not allowed to sit at home all day being a lazy ass - which I WASN'T, anyway. I've been busy, I'm helping out with some of Madeleine's classes and teaching myself to cook because he only complains when I burn stuff (because maybe possibly just maybe HE'S the lazy ass who can't even wash his own clothes I know your daddy's a millionaire and everything but SO IS MINE and I still had to learn to take care of my own laundry and I know I know I KNOW I'm a jobless loser right now! but YOU ARE NOT HELPING by BITCHING at me all the time and expecting me to cook and clean like I'm your SLAVE and not your WIFE, asshole) but ANYWAY that's not the point! The point IS, I've got time to kill between now and Christmas, when my tour starts (I know that's why he's pissy really :/ and I'll miss him too but he's supposed to be TIL DEATH DO US PART and everything and one day I'll break my leg or something or I'll get fat and old or pregnant or whatever and then I WON'T be able to dance any more, but RIGHT NOW I CAN and I'm good enough at it to get this opportunity and he refuses to be happy for me because he's a selfish immature spoiled BRAT. Oh yeah, JUST LIKE ME! AHAHAHA shit. >.<)
ANYWAY. So I've got time to kill between now and Christmas, when my tour starts, and I'm back working at the Journal. :D Not taking over anybody's job, nobody's secretly got fired or anything. ;) Just, I don't know, helping out. Filing and photocopying and running errands and taking coffee-orders and helping carry Noel's shit when he's got photoshoots and whatever anybody else wants me to do, which I guess means doing Dad's Ben Affleck interviews for him? FUN! I've taken over this desk. It looked empty, there's nothing on it or in the drawers or whatever. Let me know if I've stolen somebody's spot, I can move. XD
HI!!! :D
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[Sunday
August 19th, 2007 at 3:10pm] |
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No way to make a living, masochism, pain, perfection, muscle spasms, chiropractors, short careers, eating disorders...
MAYBE I SHOULD GO TO COLLEGE AND LEARN HOW TO BE A PASSIVE-AGGRESSIVE BULLYING ASSHOLE LIKE JUSTIN INSTEAD!
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[Monday
August 6th, 2007 at 8:29am] |
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Weird shit going on. I think I'm going away for a year. Don't know yet, nothing's agreed for SURE, but... maybe. Possibly. Probably. My director was such an ass. It wasn't even because of what I could or couldn't do, it was just about the way people look. He likes the really tall, athletic girls. I mean, I'm about average height for a dancer (5'4") and I've got plenty of muscle, but I don't look LIKE A GUY. His favourites are way over 6' en pointe with biceps like the guy dancers. o.O Which... okay, he told me when I joined up I got in on great technique, not the way I look. He was like, "Bodies can be changed easier than technique can be mastered," which was kind of a shitty thing to say, buy hey, it's a cruel business, you've just got to deal.
My way of dealing? Walking out. XD Am I an idiot? I think I'm an idiot. I don't know yet. Depends how things go. I left because my old teacher, Madeleine, the one I had classes with from age 6-16, I help her teach the babies' class on Saturday mornings for the 3-5-year-olds (omg not getting broody but but but okay I sort of am) and she was telling me how she's finally got funding for the thing she's been planning forever. She did it years ago, before she started teaching again. She was always a teacher/choreographer, but she took a break about fifteen years ago to do this thing, this tour. Fifty states in fifty weeks. Taking a company all around the country. She said it was hellish and awful and they were all killing each other by the end. XD But it was like her Everest, and now she wants to do it again. And she knows I've been having a rough time from my ASSHOLE director. And I don't know if it's bribery or what, but she's planning the Prokofiev/MacMillan Romeo & Juliet, which SHE KNOWS IS MY FAVOURITE THING IN THE WORLD. I know that shit BACKWARDS. Alessandra Ferri in that (the Royal Ballet, sometime in the mid '80s?) is why I first wanted to be a dancer. :D And I got to work with her earlier this year, which was like THE HIGHLIGHT OF MY LIFE, I couldn't even talk to her I was so in awe. XD So. Bribery? Maybe. She said if I want in, I'm in. It's not starting until Christmas but she's already working on getting the group together because rehearsals and costume and set design and everything should probably start soon.
SO. I quit all in a hurry, and now I'm not sure if it was a good thing to do. :/ Because... I don't know, is it better to be stuck in the corps for the rest of your career but have the prestige of being with such a respected company, or be the lead in some tour stuck on a bus in Wyoming? Better to be the second-best of the best or the best of the second-best? HMM. I don't know, I guess I'm just impatient and a stupid diva. I could probably work up from the corps, it's not like I'm PAST IT, I'm only 20. But I'm impatient. I want everything NOW NOW NOW. And I know I'll be HAPPIER with Madeleine, because she's one of my favourite people in the world. She's like my aunt Caroline, my Surrogate Moms, they're the ones who always helped me out with guy trouble and periods and bra-shopping and everything because it made Dad faint. XD
Sooooooo. I don't know. I'm still thinking on it. I can't go back where I was now I've walked out, which I guess really seals it. It's a great opportunity to 1) be a total diva and 2) ACTUALLY BE HAPPY. Because I wasn't. Justin's mad with me, though. :/ He says I should have stayed, thousands of girls would have killed to be in my place, I've thrown everything away, blah blah BLAH. Madeleine says he's only angry because he doesn't want me to go away for a year. It's not like we can't fly back and forth for visits ALL THE TIME. He can't come for too long because he's in school and he's got teaching jobs through summer. :/ But when he's not busy. I DON'T KNOW. I haven't even told Dad yet. He knows I quit, but not what I'm doing (might be doing) next. He won't be hapy, either. >.< AAAUUUGH WHY IS EVERYTHING SO COMPLICATED??? I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO. They'll all be pissed off with me if I go, but it's already half-done because I can't go back. It's this or go get a fucking McJob, because I'm NOT going back to school.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MyOpNaVLtr4
I LOVE HER.
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[Sunday
May 20th, 2007 at 2:38pm] |
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HAHAHAHA, I haven't written in this thing in like a year and a half. XD I've been busy! I'm a married woman. I've got laundry to do and dinner to cook and everything. Well, not really. He's pretty well housetrained. I'm the one bringing in the money (only not really, we're both brats of millionaires :D) and he's a lazy-ass college kid so he cooks and cleans up a lot. He's a CLEAN FREAK. I get in trouble because I'm untidy.
It's good though. No divorce yet, Dad. :D
I'm hiding out today. Sunday's the only day I go without a show and we just got this new sprung floor put in the living room and mirrors all on one wall so we can use it for practice and don't have to go out. So. Justin's got shit to do, I'm done practicing, and we're HIDING because there was somebody hammering on the door earlier and I'm pretty sure it was Noel's mom because she's been calling my cell every three minutes trying to get me to come shopping with her. She's a cruel woman. She finds the weak spot and goes for it. But NO, I'm stronger than that. I'm not going anywhere with her until she stops being such a bitch to Dad. Only I'M allowed to do that.
LOL, speaking of Dad, he was hanging out with David Bowie yesterday. XD So cool. And apparently he's going into business with Sting and opening a burlesque club in Manhattan? Or something? Bowie is, I mean, not Dad. That's so great. XD!
Ummmmmmmmmm... bored.
DO THIS!
1. Your Middle Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favorite Movie:
5. Favorite Song or Album:
6. Favorite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
9. Do we know each other outside of LJ?
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favorite memory of us?
14. What is your favorite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc') - what are they?
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favorite subject at school?
22. Describe your accent
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Trousers or skirts?
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?
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[Saturday
August 13th, 2005 at 10:07am] |
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[Sunday
July 17th, 2005 at 9:58am] |
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Mon Histoire - Les Misérables |
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I've been meaning to do a proper catch-up post for ages (OMFG SO BUSY SO HAPPY SO MUCH TO SAY), but obviously now there's HP and everything in the world gets bumped down on the priorities list. :D
We went to the line-party in costume, OF COURSE. Justin and Dad were both Remus. Dad says he wasn't, but he totally was playing along and anyway, Noel was Sirius because he wanted to wear leather pants. Dad got all embarrassed and wouldn't stand with us and pretended he was looking after some children somewhere, but then he got weird looks for hanging around looking furtive and had to come back. *LOL*
I was Lily! I was going to be Ginny because, y'know, RP. But Ginny/Dean = Aileen/G and that makes Justin twitch. So, Lily/Remus. YOU KNOW IT HAPPENED. YOU KNOW IT DID!
Anyway, spoilery? ( OMFG )
Four weeks today I'm getting married.
Holy shit.
This whole thing's such a big mess, the final invitations aren't even out yet. Everybody knows it's happening, but the printer screwed up the proper invites so Dad yelled at him and we should be getting him today. And my dress designer's on his own big gay honeymoon so right now I've got this big white plain silk skirt with pins stuck all over. I AM NOT HAPPY. NOT NOT NOT HAPPY.
Jessie's dress is done, though. That's one good thing. (IT'S RED AND CORSETY, she is totally getting laid by a groomsman that night. ^_~) And Dad and Aaron are really bonding, which is a bit weird. o.O But cool! Dad took him shopping for a suit. He was just going to hit the first department store he found, but Dad's forehead-vein didn't like that and started protesting, so Aaron agreed to let himself be Taken Shopping to calm it down. And now my Male Bridesmaid (SHUT UP, I can have one if I like :D!) is Versaced up from head to toe and has managed to get himself a date with a tie salesman because of it. Which is nice!
(Justin's mother is driving me mad but I can't say anything because my dad's driving him mad, too. It's like a bad sitcom. XD)
ALSO! Honeymoon is all plotted out. PARIS. Cliché, right? XD! But he's never been and it's like my favourite place in the world, after New York and I guess London. And he has to see it, so.
Not that we're planning to see much but the bedroom, naturally. Ehehehe.
And topic-change, quick, because I'll be late for teaching if I don't leave in the next THREE SECONDS: Giselle just proved again that I only ever ever EVER wants to do this for the whole rest of my life. :D! So happy. Life is great right now. EVEN THOUGH I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING WEDDING DRESS.
HHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE excited now. XD
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[Sunday
June 19th, 2005 at 2:00pm] |
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AHAHAHAHAHAHA. AHAHA. HAHA.
And no that book was NOT planted while he was asleep, I don't care what he says. *innocent*
Anyways, lots to say but we're going out with Dad and Noel for BATMAN, if Justin would only quit his bitching about how he'll be the only one not wetting his seat over Christian Bale. ;)
Show update, teaching update, GRADUATION (!!!), WEDDING (!!!!!!!) and more.
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[Monday
June 13th, 2005 at 5:17pm] |
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I'm having so much fun with Myrtha!!! It's not so much hard work as Odette/Odile, so that's cool. ;) It's just different. I'm not very familiar with this one so it's tough brainwork picking everything up, but it's a whole lot of fun and it's not too difficult, so. Just YAY. Everything's going well.
I've got a job!! For summer. Obviously we still get daily dance classes/rehearsals (Giselle runs for two weeks from June 24 so DAD! Try to shift some tickets at work, Mr. Causley is sending all the profits to AIDS research for his brother <3), but that's it, so I've got a load of free time, and Madeleine asked me and Aaron to come back and help teach some of the younger ones because Laura's too pregnant to walk. XD So that's cool. That starts tonight.
I guess I should mention Wedding Plans, but I'm sick of them. Sooo ready to elope. His parents are WORSE THAN NOEL'S MOM. *HIDES*
( Email to Aidan )
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[Sunday
May 22nd, 2005 at 10:12pm] |
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AAAAAAAAAHHHHH, so much to say! I will categorize.
Home
Yeah, I'm back. Basically, Dad admitted that being an asshole is part of his personality and he doesn't necessarily mean any harm by it, then he poked me on AIM. Quote: "I can see that I'm not going to change your mind. Only thing left to do now is to cave in, let you stomp all over me, brush myself off, smile for the photos, and be there to pick up the miserable little shattered pieces when everything eventually goes wrong." Soooooo yeah. Spoiled bitch! Say what you like about me, I don't care. It's not my fault, I am an innocent victim of indulgent parenting! ^_~ And he seems happy enough. We've talked a whole lot and Justin's been here a whole lot (and Dad's even let us be in the same room ALONE together! :O just not the bedroom) and they get on okay, I think. I guess it's the same as with G. Dad's just all "OMG NOBODY GETS TO TOUCH!!!" because he still thinks I'm like four years old. But he's getting used to it. Slowly. Don't know how much of that is the girls' influence. ;) Grandma's happy. She cried when we told her, but she said it was a happy-cry. And Aunt Caroline says if I think I'm doing the right thing, that's all that matters. Doctor Fran says I should go to college first, but that it's my life and I can do whatever the hell I like because face it's, that's what Dad did, and he turned out rich and world-famous. ;) I think Noel's on Dad's side and it's not because he wants to keep peace, I think Dad's neuroses are sexually-transmitted. >.< But whatever, I guess they're over the worst of it, and now Noel keeps squeeing at me about wedding dresses while Dad sits in a corner with his whiskey. ;)
Justin
:) <333333333333333
Happy. That's the important thing.
Things are kinda getting a little out of hand, though. Not in a bad way, exactly, because I want it and he wants it so what's the point of waiting? But still. HOLY SHIT, I'M GETTING MARRIED. O.O And his parents (and Noel :P) seem determined to turn it into this big society event instead of something just nice, like I always wanted. They keep talking about, you know, like twenty-four bridesmaids and a twelve-course dinner and a mile of train on the dress and AHAHAHAHA NO. My daddy's rich as well, don't try to intimidate me with your bank balance. >:O
Happy, though. :) Never been so happy. :))) I love him. You knew this. Moving on!!
Mom
I wish she was here. Just... yeah. She should be here. :/
Fat
GONE! I'm way below the target weight we set. But it's good! I'm not all anorexic or anything, this is seriously good for me. I'm eating more healthily than I ever have in my entire life, I've got way more energy and I'm in better moods and I'm dancing better and all. And I'm over the worst of the McCravings. ;)
Dancing
Myrtha in Giselle in my school's midsummer show. SCORE! I was to fat for Giselle, she's all waifish and classical. Soooo... they get me to play a ghost queen instead. o.O o.O XD! But IT WILL BE SO MUCH FUN. It's a better part than the lead, anyway. I always have to play the sweet ones, I never get to be a villain. >:D OF COURSE Justin is Albrecht. And Jacinthe is Giselle. OMFG, we got in a fight with some whore in the lunch line when it was announced, she was bitching about having a black Giselle. o.O AND she's the same one who was bitching when we had a black Odette at Christmas. ARYAN SKANK, I HOPE YOU CHOKE AND DIE.
ABT, after summer. CANNOT BREATHE FROM SQUEEEEE!
Linking back the the first part: obviously we're going to need someplace to LIVE, if we're getting married over the summer sometime (I think we are, or maybe in the fall). Wellll, Dad says we can have the apartment. :D!!! Because he and Noel are moving sometime soon. I don't know if they still want to get right out of the city and find a place in the suburbs somewhere, if if they're staying pretty local... I don't know. I do know Dad hates public transportation more than most things in the universe so he'd have a coronary if the commute got any worse than it already is. ;) But wherever they go, they say they want a real house, not an apartment. BUT this is the first place Dad ever truly owned all on his own and he's a sentimental old fart, he doesn't want to just sell it off to some strangers. AND since I'll be based in the city anyway and Justin's going to be at Juilliard, well, it just makes sense. :) SO THAT'S COOL!
Ummmm... what else?
Star Wars was cool. Dad only didn't like it because he's got a girly crush on Harrison Ford and he wasn't in it. :P
Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. Okay, I should go to bed. Early start tomorrow. I hate Mondays. >:O
Calling Justin first, though. ^_^
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[Friday
April 29th, 2005 at 7:31pm] |
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[Wednesday
April 13th, 2005 at 10:37pm] |
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*stands outside Aidan's place for ages*
*finally buzzes*
Shit, shit, shit.
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[Wednesday
April 13th, 2005 at 10:37am] |
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I'm staying with Aunt Caroline. I think she thinks I'm stupid - that I don't know she's constantly reporting back to Dad and Noel. I don't care, anyway. They can be assholes as much as they like, I just don't want to be around them while they're doing it.
She's been trying to talk about stuff. Throwing hypothetical situations at me. "What if your dad said you had to choose between him and Justin?" WELL, if he ever got SO FUCKING STUPID to give me an ultimatum like that, I'd tell him never to speak to me again. He won't, though. He'll get over it.
I hate that he's being so HORRIBLE about everything. Why can't he be happy for me, for once in his whole life? >:O
Maybe Aidan could calm him down some...? I don't know, Dad's probably brainwashed the whole of Manhattan into thinking I'm marrying a monster.
I HATE EVERYTHING. *FLAILS*
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[Monday
April 4th, 2005 at 12:10pm] |
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Devirginized. Very very happy. Achey, but happy.
Also? I'm getting married.
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[Monday
March 28th, 2005 at 3:02pm] |
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Easter without chocolate is FUCKING MISERABLE. I had one tiny chocolate egg, and Owen yelled at me like I'd raped his grandmother.
Happier: his bastardry is actually working. :D
*getting skinny FAST*
Virginity-countdown: five days til it's gone.
I think Dad's trying to drown himself in his whiskey bottle.
XD XD XD
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[Friday
March 25th, 2005 at 2:19pm] |
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Dad's just sore because the guy I get to have sex with is hotter than the guy HE gets to have sex with.
:P
<3 <3 <3
I love him. YOU KNEW THAT ALREADY.
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[Friday
February 18th, 2005 at 9:50am] |
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Ahahaha, I'm such a slacker, I've not updated this thing for over a month. But IT'S OKAY! BECAUSE! I AM GOING TO BE A STAR! And I've had no time to fool around online, I've been sweating my ASS off at the gym. >.< (Not literally. That's weird.)
( Hyper-babble )
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[Sunday
December 12th, 2004 at 1:07pm] |
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So tired. I don't know how I'm gonna be able to keep all this up when I've got lessons in the day, too.
We're excused from dance lessons, though. Daily rehearsals, still, of course, but it's not them and regular classes. And I'm only on every other night. So that's good.
SO TIRED. Been rehearsing all morning, I'm on again tonight.
Need to sleep for a while, now.
It was so good. :)
Don't even know what to say. I love this, so much.
<3
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