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Saturday, March 8, 2008
worst day ever

I am so tired today! Yesterday got better for me, though. Mom and I made up, so things are almost fine in the family. Almost, but that's better than nothing, I guess. But today things are so utterly fucked up.

I was like so damn tired, even by hip hop. But I still went and everything, because next Saturday I fully intend on taking a break from all dances. Then I rested for a bit before rushing for ballet, and I'm telling you, it has to be one of the worst ballet classes ever.

I don't have anything against Ms Chew, because you know, she's a lot more tolerant than Mrs Skipp and she doesn't yell like Mrs Skipp does to reduce some of us to tears, but...

Scolding us and bringing our morale down on the weekend just before the exam isn't the best way to help us.


And its like, it's not as if we're not trying hard. I'm pointing my hardest, okay, but it's just cos of the fact that I'm flat-footed you can barely see it. Didn't you once say that it isn't all about the feet, but the technique as well?

And can't you tell when to scold and when not to scold? Symone was practically crying her eyes off and you were still reprimanding her and bringing her down. And she felt so guilty because she thought she was going to drag us down that she was like apologizing and everything to me and sobbing incoherently. What sort of teacher are you when you don't exactly have the best teaching techniques, and instead make your students worry and guilty just a few days (5, to be exact) before the exam?

I want to smack her. And don't worry S, she was just being a bitch by picking on us and she has an ugly belly button anyway. Tomorrow will be so much better. :D
!9:24 PM