Sore

That is what I am. Why is it that after you have had a long break....or somewhat long break...your dance teachers decide to totally kill you and make the class really hard? I mean, Monday was hard enough with dance team. But Tuesday...Tuesday was a killer. I was already sore from dance team. And on top of that soreness, we did a lot of hard stuff that involved kicking, grabbing my legs, and other stretchy things. I could barely walk this morning. My arms hurt, my legs hurt, my stomache hurts, everything hurts. Today in ballet, I couldn't even lift my leg to 90 degrees. I know that doesn't mean a lot to pretty much any of you, but it was really depressing for me. Before break, I had a nice above 90 degree arabesque. Now, it's not even 90 degrees. I know it'll get back up there, but it was really frusterating. I was groaning all day. Everytime I had to lift my backpack I was in pain. I am pathetic.

I found two monologues to do. Hooray! Now I just need to get them memorized. And soon. It's not that I have auditions soon. It's that if I want help that'll be really good, it'll help to have the monologues memorized.

I hate commentaries. I can't communicate my thoughts and ideas. And i don't go in depth enough because most of the time I don't understand enough to do so until someone says something indepth like and then maybe a spark will ignite and I will be able to talk deeply. Oh dear....I just was being negative towards myself. Hmmm......I was able to talk for the whole 12 minutes today. Granted some of it was breathing deeply to calm myself down and slow my speech, but other than that, I did pretty well for me.

Well, I am going to get some shut eye soon. I now must get up earlier than usual because I am taking an extra person to school at the crack of dawn for zero period. But that's ok. This will force me to go to bed earlier. So good night all.