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Just got back from dance. I don't know why I keep taking company class, day after day, when I know it's going to push me beyond what I'm capable of just so I can call myself average. I mean, I know I'm dancing with people in their twenties, people for who this is a career (or is going to be a career), people who have been doing this, on the average, for ten years, and yet I constantly berate myself for not doing better. It's a mechanism that tries to make me fail.
I got an apology from S, which makes this like his third apology ever. And yes, I keep count. I guess it's sort of funny how he feels he should apologize to me for ignoring me but not when he gets really angry in my general direction over something I didn't even cause. Well, I guess I should be thankful for what I get.
I'm out.
I got an apology from S, which makes this like his third apology ever. And yes, I keep count. I guess it's sort of funny how he feels he should apologize to me for ignoring me but not when he gets really angry in my general direction over something I didn't even cause. Well, I guess I should be thankful for what I get.
I'm out.