And Yet...

Three more weeks of this semester, and I literally could not be more excited for the end. Two more years of this, really? Ouch.

I love education. I love learning. I love work. I love ballet. I love life IloveboysIloveclothesIlovemeanteachersandcattycoworkersIlovefailingIloveprocrastination I. . . . . L O V E. . . . .

Have I convinced you yet? No? Darn.

Well then let's be honest. The past two weeks have been so TOUGH. My body is in full rebellion mode, I'm falling behind in school, and FINALLY cute boys try to ask me on dates, but I can't because I have a show to perform in. And I'm constantly tired and stressed and running from one thing to the next. And I don't care enough about my appearance anymore. And I have bruises all over my whole body that came from nowhere. literally. Don't know where they came from. It kinda freaks me out. My mom asked me what I wanted her to say at my funeral, so you're all cordially invited to attend.

And yet....

(teaching mah ladies how to vogue today)

This week ended as a complete dream. I still haven't decided if it is real life or if my alarm clock is gonna go off soon. My dreams are actually aligning, and even though things are still shaky and scary, the future actually looks pretty great. Besides, what is your life if you don't have to make hard sacrifices at some point in your journey?
I'm pretty confident that I'm moving in the right direction. For the first time in a long time, I am truly happy with where I'm at in life. Which is totally invigorating and exciting!

Also, you know those cool kids that are too cool for school, and you want to talk to them, but they're just too cool? Definitely broke that barrier this weekend too, so there's that.

Here's to a brighter future!!!

P.S. Contemporary is my Patronus