I Think I'm Caught In Between The Nights And Days Fly By When I'm Lost On The Streets.

I keep thinking too much and it is messing with my sleep pattern. Instead of staying up really late like I used to, I now pass out and watch up in the middle of the night with my mind racing. I had a dream about N.I.B the other night and it freaked me out. Lemon thinks it's because I feel like him and I haven't talked about things that my head wants to talk about. I just stared at her with a "duh!" look on my face. We all laughed. But seriously it was such a real dream...but still in a bizarre way. I don't know, guess it freaked me a little and now I got my mind racing again. Del and I went out last night even though I wasn't supposed too. The way we talk now makes me feel like I'm back in sophomore year of high school which is nice in my stressed out days. We joked around, drove, talked and now, of course, I'm worried about him. I try not to tell him though because then he won't tell me things which I mean I like that he does it just sucks when it gets me so worried. I'm avoiding the last bit of VHS work I have to do. Along with all the Spanish, English, and probably a little Calculus studying I should be doing. Eh, whatever. I've been up since 4. I think I deserve a little "not doing anything time"...or maybe a lot of it. I keep getting really frustrated with people (well I always have about this) but more so recently than I used to. I'm really sick of people thinking that dance isn't as hard as other sports. Just because it isn't somehow connected with the school and we don't have matches, or meets, or tournaments, or games, doesn't mean we don't get our asses kicked just as hard by our teachers ever week. And always whining about conditioning well try conditioning the same muscles every single day without a break. Or try to stand on your toes for 2 minutes. Or I dare you to come and take my conditioning class or a ballet class. GOD! So sick of listening to other people. I also bitch because I always have to listen to people complain that "I'm so tired" when either a) they don't really do anything after school. b) stayed up way to late just because they did. or c) they do some stuff but not enough to complain all the time! I try not to complain that much about being tired but I know I do sometimes but I do a lot. I get up at 6 every morning, do a little homework, go to school, go to the studio, do homework/work/teach classes that aren't or possible are mine, come home around 9, start homework, bed by 12. Then repeat. That would be an easy day. Lets talk about the day where suddenly I have to cram more into that schedule or errands need to be run or people need to be taken places. It gets crazy! A lot of the time I end up doing homework in classes that it's not the homework. Not because I was too lazy to do it but because I just don't have the time. Now add that schedule on to what happens after Christmas. Which means I need to find more time for choreographing, extra hours at the studio, starting to work out because of my horrible knee (ick!), and trying to remember to breathe. AH!

Okay I'm done bitching for now.

"If I won the lottery I could just buy a new car. I'd buy you a car."
"No you wouldn't."
"If I had the money I'd take care of you."