DE's down, so I'm here now. No offense.
So yeah... Nothing really even happened today, I just wanted to write, and it made me mad that I couldn't, so I'm here. Again, no offense.
Ohhh! I went and bought ballet stuff! That was a lot of fun! I feel like a better dancer already! Too bad I can't do that in Latin and Swing... Haha. I seriously need some help. Although, I've learned the importance reccently of a good lead. Seriously. Weird Steve (Formerly Hot Steve, even formerlyer Hot Guy From Dance Class Who's Name I Didn't Know...) is awful. And I'm still mad at that one guy who just jerked me around and then said things like "You haven't learned this one yet." Well then why the hell are you making me do it, jerk?! But then there are some other guys who aren't as cute, but they're way better dancers, so I like dancing with them anyways. And I think I'm a better dancer with them anyways.
So yeah... Hmmm... I'm really sore from ballet. My legs are sooooo stiff. But I like it. It reminds me that I'm getting in shape. Except I don't think I'm flexible enough to do ballet, and I don't think I'm stong enough to make myself flexible. Like... I don't have the muscles to push into the stretches. Haha.
Hmm... So yeah. I haven't seen Christian since Monday, and he was kinda rude. But I don't know. Maybe he was having a bad day. I know his mohawk didn't look as good as it normally does. And I saw Shane on Monday too! Haha. He's cute.
And Channing and I decided that what we did was weird... but not bad weird. Haha, old Daria-fics. Weird Daria-fics!
I'm obviously in a weird mood tonight I guess. So anyways... Channing.... I don't know. It's weird. I like him, kinda, but he's not my type. So Hmmmm...
And I'm supposedly meeting this one guy from Whitworth tomarrow. But I don't know how that will go.
Hmmm... And... I don't know what else has been happening.
I think if you're going to be the piccolo Nazi and keep every picc part except the one I asked for, and when I ask for it, you throw it at me... then perhaps you shouldn't be the worst piccolo player in a 100-mile radius! Seriously.
Hmmm... So... I don't know. I'm sure something interesting has happened. I'm constantly thinking about Florida. It's just so fast. They don't give you much time. Maybe it's a horrible internship, and they think if they give you too much time to think about it, you'll realize it and back out and then who will they get to flip burgers in Walt Disney World? Yeah. And yeah... I was excited about meeting Chris from Texas for a couple days there... but he was a jerk on the phone... so I don't know how I feel about that now. I mean... I'd still like to meet him because it's kind of a once in a lifetime sort of thing... But yeah.... hopefully he has manners in person...
Hmmm... I don't know what else... Uhmmm....
Perhaps that's it... I know that isn't true... But I can't think of it right now, so you'll have to live with this. | 
