birthday bitches.

yeah...11 days. 12 if you count this one. that means less than 2 weeks, which we can really round down to one fucking week. 1 fucking week left.

~Last Cigarette: about a month ago ( Read more... )

only one more week at american ballet theatre, then i come HOME!!!
yaaaaaaay!!!
i work my ass off everyday. (when i'm not in physical therapy) so i can't wait to come home and sit on it instead.

so yeah-
i'm in detroit for the next month dancing with American Ballet Theatre. it sucks. i've been here a week and i really really would like to go home now.
so, send me mail!

South Residence Hall, #654
5110 Anthony Wayne Drive
Detroit, MI 48202

yup...i leave on sunday for Detroit. whoo-hoo. god i don't want to go. i haven't even danced in over a month. i want to stay here go figure. i'm having fun ( Read more... )

i think i've gone crazy. really.

the past three nights have all been torturous in some way. tuesday night i went to some party after being with adam all day folding clothes and whatnot for his trip. he was still very calm. he took me home that night and said he'd stay a while like usual, so i made him watch a movie about ballet since i watched one on skateboarding. i was pretty ( Read more... )

i would just like to say...i'm dying.

is that what my last entry said?? oh well, if i thought i was dying then, i had no idea what this could feel like.

god save me. could this world be more cruel?