so yeah. theres about 18 inches of snow outside my house right now. It would be the best thing ever if i was about 7. But I'm not. duh. I have sooo much to do for tomorrow its rediculous. Oh i hate high school
So dance has honestly been sucking. I really cant stand melissa, no particular reason. Maybe its how she immitates you to the extreme of incompetence when she shows you how youre doing a step wrong, maybe its the way she stomps around, maybe its how she trys to act like mr gallagher all the time, or how she accuses you of not knowing the exercise when you defidently do. Whatever. I cant stand her.
Mr. Gallagher leaves the entire company to her mercy for shade practice while he works with jack. to be sabu. He's foresaking the entire company and the huge ACT [not just dance, Act.] that we are responsible for to work with ONE PERSON. But we must ask, when has he demonstrated any form of common sense? yes thats correct. the answer would be never.
Jordan is injured, and when your injured obviously you shouldnt be dancing. But of course, he told her she should. "if you can stand, you can dance" has become his new motto.
Sometimes i just want to punch something. when i heard that, it was one of those times.
I used to think all the hell was worth it but i dont really know anymore. I really cant put up with all the drama and the politics anymore. This year i've realized there is more to life than what a small studio and an extreme teacher can offer me. I have friends. I have school, and i've also experienced the death of a friend this year. My perspective has changed, and i look around on saturdays and wonder what the hell i am doing. No, it isnt too late to be like fuck this but i committed and if i back out than the whole shade configuration gets changed and i dont want to do that to the 19 girls who do care. Or appear to.
Mr Gallagher is constantly reminding me its my last year. Especially now.. He wasnt doing it nutcracker time but he is now. Yesterday during alternative training something dumb happened or someone said something.. i forget what and he looked at me and was like, youre almost rid of us. This time next year on your weekends youll be getting stupid. And on weeknights too. ummm wtf. was that a reference to drinking or something? because actually yes. i will be spending my weekends 'getting stupid.' thanks for the approval. In a strength class one time i was the only one at my portable barre and i had to try and lift it myself but before i did i saw he was on his way to help me so i didnt try and he was like come on! i want to see those muscles! so we were carrying it over to the wall and he was like this time next year you'll be in college. And i was just like.. yeah. I nodded my head. Kinda weird that hes always thinking about it, because next year is the farthest thing from my mind right now |