I’m pretty much to the point where I don’t even want to talk to anyone anymore. I can’t trust anyone anymore plus I feel like if I talk to them they’ll end up as fucked up as I am right now. I need to get better. ugh.
I love recital week. Hairspray. Bobby pins. Smiles. Lipstick. Laughs. Sleepovers.Tears. Costumes. Perfume. Crazy makeup. Sweat. Pictures. Applause. Adrenaline rush. The feeling you get after you successfully finish a dance without messing anything up. When you get off stage and know you’ll have flowers waiting for you. Making new friends and sharing new secrets. I could care less if everyone in the entire palace doesn’t like the dance I’m in or the costume I’m wearing, I love it all. These dances are so fun to be in, to perform in AND were choreographed by such talented people. Jodi, Taylor, Shara & Sharon <3 This is my favorite part of being a dancer, this week right here. I love the studio I dance at I seriously do love it and I wouldn’t change it for anything. I’m so glad i came out of my shell this year and that my class turned out to be like best friends.
Onstage 2012, don’t stop believing. Let’s make this a good one girls. :)
