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Friday, March 14, 2008
I like what you say

Omg I want to rip her head off, put it through the shredder, blend it with chilli then cut off her fingers and toes by each phalanx, and put her through all the worst things hell can do to her, and then put her in eternal damnation.

I know, I am such a maniac, but I think its due to the stress of the ballet exam. I screwed it up. Really. Like, I did a stupid plié when we weren't supposed to. Then I screwed up my Exercise for Upper Back, seriously. I landed with a thud at the end because I was like, 'okay, do I turn now? Or now?' Can I just kill myself. I even did my character reverence wrongly. Ended with the wrong foot, and I'm certain she saw. But I think she was still smiling. It's like, so unnerving that she's smiling ALL the time. Even ytd when we met her outside the room and we were eating cookies and she was still SMILING. Like, she has the Mr. Rizal syndrome or something.

Agh I need a hug.

Ballet lessons for the past 3 days straight. And I had to skip taekwondo ytd. And I think I'm glad I did. Oh well. I'm just glad the exam's over. But I think Mrs Skipp is like the cutest. As in, when she scolds she's as scary as crap, but she's like so cute when she's neutral. Cos she was helping us do our hair today then she was talking to Simone's mom. And you know, having nothing to do we just listened and everything.

It's so retarded, the exam. I went in, then I was like, do my pliés and then I was like, 'Oh yeah, must smile.' But I was smiling then it became like... :) :| :( LIKE THAT. Like, I was smiling, forcing myself to smile anyway, but my lips were like trembling then I felt that my smile was like too fake so I stopped smiling. Then I turned the corners of my mouth up. But then it felt so retarded! I can shoot myself right now, I swear.
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