Saturday, January 17, 2004

the moon is full

i'm so totally bored, so i'm going to be different and make a post in the middle of the day. instead of late at night. well it's not really the middle of the day, seeing as it's almost 4:30, but that's not really the point. i really want to go see mona lisa smile or peter pan, so if you'd like to go see it call me. or email me. i think i have an emaily linky mabob off to the side somewhere. stupid comments like to stop working sometimes. but that doesn't matter now, does it? how is it that i get up to 10 hits from different computers a day, and nobody leaves a freaking comment? not like i read them a whole lot, but that might change if people started leaving them. you have no idea how long it took me to find a not-completely-and-totally-a-piece-of-crap commenting system! so use it! i went throught that trouble because lauren said i should make it so you can leave comments. she hasn't left any though. hehehe. oh well. i tried.

wow i'm really bored. i'd go rollerblading if it wasn't wet. and if it wouldn't completely screw up my legs. incase you didn't know, because i dance every day of the week, i'm pretty flexible. but that all changes if i rollerblade (it makes me sad because i so love to rollerblade...); it tightens my muscles. and i have pretty big leg muscles, and it takes a lot of work to get them all stretched out again. which is why i have an electric scooter. which is also why i stopped doing hurtles. i know i only did it for one year and all, but i was pretty good and it was pretty fun. but my dance teacher told me that i would regret doing it because it would seriously make my legs all crazy and whatnot. so i quit. that and i was running out of time to do my homework. not that i really do much of my homework at home anyway, but still.

i love rambling.

oh, and another thing. my dance teacher (one of them), who has been teaching me since i was two, has cancer. some in her brain, some in her lungs, some in her lymph nodes. we don't know what is going to happen to her. so if i'm really bumed out the next few days, please dont ask me why. i'll probably start crying. which wouldn't be pretty. oh god i need a tissue. well see you guys tuesday.

my arms are empty