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I am DRAINED.
Why, might you ask?
Well. Finished up finals today, fucked up my monologue for the Shakespeare festival, broke into an electric company building, where I then picked the lock on the studio, taught a ballet class of 12 2nd-4th graders by my SELF, and then-oh! Lovely. Got the call Ms. Margie was sick.
So I got to teach the class of 6th-11th graders. Ballet. --.--
Up and off at well...early tommorrow.
Proud of ballet accomplishments, satisfied with grades...pissed as hell about the shakespeare thing. Damnit. >.< Stupid!
Oh well.
Love
-Me
Note to self: Two Noble Kinsmen
Why, might you ask?
Well. Finished up finals today, fucked up my monologue for the Shakespeare festival, broke into an electric company building, where I then picked the lock on the studio, taught a ballet class of 12 2nd-4th graders by my SELF, and then-oh! Lovely. Got the call Ms. Margie was sick.
So I got to teach the class of 6th-11th graders. Ballet. --.--
Up and off at well...early tommorrow.
Proud of ballet accomplishments, satisfied with grades...pissed as hell about the shakespeare thing. Damnit. >.< Stupid!
Oh well.
Love
-Me
Note to self: Two Noble Kinsmen