Duet, Dance and the European Ballet

Got up at 8am, dragging myself out of bed; I hate the fact my tap class is the first one in the entire dance school, starting at an inane 9am in the morning. I managed to get myself in an upright position and shower, before getting partially dressed and heading downstairs. Dad got back from Dublin just as I was getting ready, so said hi to him and chit-chatted for like 5 minutes, before heading out to tap. Tap was good, but I didn’t really get the exercise that much; it’ll be fine though, I’ll just practice over the week.

After that spent a while pissing around with a girl who shall now be called Fille because she’s one of the biggest female influences on my life. So Fille and me are allegedly doing a tap duet together, but we do not remember it at all, it was way too difficult for us in the first place. So for about 40 minutes we tried and we managed to get the very beginning, and the very end; so we’re just going to make the rest up.
Next was modern, which was actually quite difficult, but fun. The teacher got kind-of mad at us, because we were talking a lot. She’ll get over it though, hah.
Went to Woodley for a while with Fille, Chienne (She’s a bitch, through and through, can you blame me for giving her this name?) and Tapis, which was good although Chienne pissed me off quite a lot. She’s one of those people you either love or hate. I’ve already gone out with her, biggest mistake ever, and she’s just a cold hearted horrible person really.
After getting back Chienne and Tapis had a ballet class and because I don’t do ballet and Fille is in a lower grade, we got to chill out for a bit. I really like her, she’s amazing. I sometimes think about asking her out. The problem is, she’s technically a year 8. She was like 5 days off being in year 9, but she feels like she’s my age. I just don’t want to be “the one with the year 8 girlfriend”. If we keep in contact (WHICH WE WILL) it’s likely we will go out at some point. I guess I’m just to scared to stand up for what I believe in.

So lets fast forward forward a bit to the Wilde Theatre. European ballet, I was basically an extra. I’m really knackered so I’m going to really basically summarise it before going to bed or something, most likely. My brother was with me the first performance and although it was easy it wasn’t very enjoyable. The dancers were a bit off and it was just a :/ moment quite a lot. Eventually we got through it, and I had the break. During the break I went to KFC YUMYUM and had some food there, before returning to the theatre and just pissing around with the girls for a bit and Bird (The “retired-but-actually-still-running-the-dance-school-person”) was overlooking us the whole time and actually being nice to me. Henry (brother) left during the interval between shows to go to a party. The second show, a girl I’ll call Razzle was a lot more open to me and because I was stood next to her the whole thing, it made it a lot more positive, and the actual dancers were there instead of the understudies, and it was just so much better and more enjoyable.

Dad came and picked me up, drove me home and I came online to see if Sam was online, but he wasn’t, so I typed this up. I will probably at some point edit my posts with code-names for my school friends ;P