The Dream

Last night, I stabbed myself in the heart twice, between my ribs on both sides, and then I cut all the way around it. But I didn't do it with a knife; it was with an arrow like the kind you use at a shooting range. Then I lay there in my trench coat and watched my Merrells fill up with blood because I was on an incline. However, at some point I had to get up and do something... I didn't die, I was just tired for a while. and slowly my scabs turned into scars. I said, "I don't want to die," and my mom was glad.

My Life

I've just created the organization that I will build starting now and continuing indefinitely. Dance for Life: Building communities of communication, connection, and celebration. This is what I will do.

Best News Ever

The thesis that I was sadly behind on but would have finished (kinda) by the deadline on April 1st is actually due at the end of June!!!! Because I'm not taking the credits until this summer! YAY!

The End

The end is looming. 16 weeks. 2 week-long breaks. 12 more weeks. Thesis. Graduation. Packing. Moving. Then goodbye for a long time. And who knows what else. A beginning. Life.

: D

It snowed today... yay!

GGGGHAAAAAAAAA!!!

I have been trying to start setting my final choreography for my choreography II class since the middle of September... Guess how much of it is set... NONE OF IT!!! You know how much longer I have to set it? I have 4 weeks to set an 11 minute dance on four people who can never come to rehearsal. You know what this is doing to me? FREAKING ME OUT!!!

You know what else is freaking me out? I was supposed to register for spring classes on Wednesday. Know why I can't? I don't have my registration pin number because the stupid student designed major people can't get shit done! I'm going to end up not getting in a class that I need to graduate because they can't communicate with each other. This is my time and money they are jeopardizing and when I ask the director about it she gets pissy with me!

I feel like I'm blaming my problems on other people... but I frickin have no control over these things. None. My dance is going to be sub par because they won't have enough time to get the intention of the movement. I'm going to end up with 8 am classes my last semester of school and that's CRAP! Oh the pointless hoops! So I end up worrying about this shit instead of working on my thesis proposal which is due in 4 weeks too. whoops...

Sunday

So Miranda's Nightmare is finally over... now all I have to do is take three tests this week and get rid of this blasted cold. But if feel very happy and relieved at the moment. I just wanted to share my sense of peace with you... AND CHRISTMAS IS COMING!!! I am soooo excited!!!