No one panic, i'm still alive
Okay, well I am here ... alive. Barely. I feel like I'm 90, and kind of like I've been hit by a truck. Several times. I'm really sore, but it's been amazing to be dancing again. I can't even begin to express my feelings about it. I had missed dancing like that so much. I'm so happy when I'm dancing, I love it. EVen though I'm competing against the other girls for a much coveted spot on the dance team, I am enjoying it because I get to dance! I had a total meltdown yesterday on the phone with Adriane (thank God she was available to talk, I owe her big, I love her to death). I just freaked out about not making it. It would, for the first time, mean I wasn't one of the top dancers. That is a scary thought, but if I don't make it, it's not the end of the world. But I'm trying not to think of it in those terms right now, I'm trying to stay confident and happy about the whole thing. I love everything about dance, and I pray that I make this team. Keep your fingers crossed. Final tryouts are on Sunday.
I got to talk to KB for about .5 seconds last night, but even then that was okay because i had missed her tons. Hey Kris - if you read this, call me back.
In the meantime, I am staying in...again...but that's okay. It's worth it to me. Dance is worth it to me.
Sorry for the short update, I'm exhausted.
*SMD*
I got to talk to KB for about .5 seconds last night, but even then that was okay because i had missed her tons. Hey Kris - if you read this, call me back.
In the meantime, I am staying in...again...but that's okay. It's worth it to me. Dance is worth it to me.
Sorry for the short update, I'm exhausted.
*SMD*