ARGH.
IM DEPRESSED.
me and NAT are depressed!
she's so damn good, and it's so obvious that she'll win that stupidddddd nz workshop scholarship..
SHE, THE KOREAN DANCER.
with a 180 degrees (or more) leg extension to the side,
and her back is like WHOA.
and her legs are like OMGGGGGGGGGG.
and her presentation- FLAWLESS.
i could only gawk at her.
that scholarship is as far away as heaven is- with HER around.
and the best thing is,
SHES FCKING YOUNGER THAN US.
AND SHES SO DARN CUTEE I JUST WNA PINCH HER.
IM SO DEAD ENVIOUS, SO ENVIOUS I WOULD DIE TO USE HER BODY JUST ONCE.
seeing her dance made me feel like a polar bear.
(in a bad way)
well, i was totally discouraged during classical ballet class. everyone was just staring at her, and ms steele was IN LOVE with her. rawr.
although her turns arent all that good, and her split jetes arent as nice as i expected,
but she's definately ready to fly into ROYAL BALLET and be their new principal dancer.
that is her fcking high standard la.
wellwell.
and repertoire sucked. OUR repertoire is gonna suck. i mean, its fun and all, but i WANTWANT HARDCORE ballet.
(think swan lake, giselle, copellia, don quixote, sleeping beauty etc)
BUT WE ARENT PERFORMING BALLET.
its some weird western festival thing, with the cowboy hats and buckles and guns.
whoopeee? no way in hell man. im not even perked up the thought of it.
on the contrary, i feel like running away into some hidden hole and bury myself.
CAUSE WE, SENIORRSSSSSS, are supposed to be the MOST IMPRESSIVE, most SPECTACULAR performance of that night, and WOW the audience with our graceful pointe work, and our beautiful lines, and our flawless technique.. and blablablacrapcrapcrap,
NONE OF THAT IS GONNA HAPPEN.
we're just gonna run around jumping like we're really in the 1960's or soemthing.
im disgusted.
veryveryvery.
and well, me and nat are in severe depression. i think we're gonna need medicine soon.
we were just moping around the place.
i thought the day would be GREAT and FUN,
cause the start was HOT. our first class was HIPHOP, with our hot teacher MS MARINAAA. okay. yeah. THAT, was so fun.
so fun that the two words: SEXY BACK
could send me and nat back to our normal happy selves for a while.
cause, we did a little of sexyback:D, and some other dance that was quite fun too.
bootybootybootybootyrockingallaround:D
okay, but apart from that, im really quite dreading the performance. im not embarassed to dance, im just feeling down, because it could be loads better.
honestlyyyy.
&&& the weirdest thing is,
me and nat are missing ms chiam's dance practice.
whatthehelllllll.
IM DEPRESSED.
me and NAT are depressed!
she's so damn good, and it's so obvious that she'll win that stupidddddd nz workshop scholarship..
SHE, THE KOREAN DANCER.
with a 180 degrees (or more) leg extension to the side,
and her back is like WHOA.
and her legs are like OMGGGGGGGGGG.
and her presentation- FLAWLESS.
i could only gawk at her.
that scholarship is as far away as heaven is- with HER around.
and the best thing is,
SHES FCKING YOUNGER THAN US.
AND SHES SO DARN CUTEE I JUST WNA PINCH HER.
IM SO DEAD ENVIOUS, SO ENVIOUS I WOULD DIE TO USE HER BODY JUST ONCE.
seeing her dance made me feel like a polar bear.
(in a bad way)
well, i was totally discouraged during classical ballet class. everyone was just staring at her, and ms steele was IN LOVE with her. rawr.
although her turns arent all that good, and her split jetes arent as nice as i expected,
but she's definately ready to fly into ROYAL BALLET and be their new principal dancer.
that is her fcking high standard la.
wellwell.
and repertoire sucked. OUR repertoire is gonna suck. i mean, its fun and all, but i WANTWANT HARDCORE ballet.
(think swan lake, giselle, copellia, don quixote, sleeping beauty etc)
BUT WE ARENT PERFORMING BALLET.
its some weird western festival thing, with the cowboy hats and buckles and guns.
whoopeee? no way in hell man. im not even perked up the thought of it.
on the contrary, i feel like running away into some hidden hole and bury myself.
CAUSE WE, SENIORRSSSSSS, are supposed to be the MOST IMPRESSIVE, most SPECTACULAR performance of that night, and WOW the audience with our graceful pointe work, and our beautiful lines, and our flawless technique.. and blablablacrapcrapcrap,
NONE OF THAT IS GONNA HAPPEN.
we're just gonna run around jumping like we're really in the 1960's or soemthing.
im disgusted.
veryveryvery.
and well, me and nat are in severe depression. i think we're gonna need medicine soon.
we were just moping around the place.
i thought the day would be GREAT and FUN,
cause the start was HOT. our first class was HIPHOP, with our hot teacher MS MARINAAA. okay. yeah. THAT, was so fun.
so fun that the two words: SEXY BACK
could send me and nat back to our normal happy selves for a while.
cause, we did a little of sexyback:D, and some other dance that was quite fun too.
bootybootybootybootyrockingallaround:D
okay, but apart from that, im really quite dreading the performance. im not embarassed to dance, im just feeling down, because it could be loads better.
honestlyyyy.
okay, and since i cannot spend tomorrow with my darling,
ASHLEYCHEWLIXIAN,
i shall wish her the best birthday:)
i would rather go out with her than go for classical and repertoire..
sigh. im sorry darling=/
&&& the weirdest thing is,
me and nat are missing ms chiam's dance practice.
whatthehelllllll.
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8:20 PM
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