I leave for class in less than 8 minutes, so I won't be late. Ready, set, go--

I have just realized how typical I am. I think most of the same things that everyone else thinks. And believe it or not, this sucks.

I think I dress different than most people though. Only that's not really intentionally, it's more that I always dress to accommodate for the opportunity that I may get to dance.

Yes, it is silly. But here, I'm going to let you in on a secret: I have always missed dance. I wish so badly that I never quit ballet, because I have never really wanted to do anything different than dance. Now, however, I'm quite not danceresque. C'est la vie.

I am going to try to have more original thoughts, because I appreciate those who do very much. I have been listening to the song "Hallelujah" for a little while... and I realized that I love the way they say "It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah" because I've never heard it described that way anywhere else. So I guess this is all to say that 1) I want to dance, and 2) I want to write WELL. Can I do either of these things? Probably not. And then I just resign to this life and what I am good at: academics, taking care of people, being insignificant. Haha, jk jk. I just thought I'd throw that in there since I couldn't think of anything else I'm particularly good at.

I can grow long hair. With plenty of split ends. And so it is.

T minus 1 minute. Time to go.