WAY better.

Okay, after the nervousness of day 1 in full-time dance school, things have gone MUCH better. I find myself dancing everywhere I go... I feel like Billy Elliot pirouetting down the road, open-mouthed grin on the face. Literally. Can you picture it? (hee hee).

So I am catching on to it! I'm actually really proud of myself. I am sore all over still, and it's still getting worse, but they're kind of like war-wounds. I stretch everywhere I go. I want to announce to strangers, "I'M A DANCER!" I feel so proud. I have ALWAYS wanted to dance.

Anyway, I've got to go to sleep. My body is telling me I need to collapse now.

Hah--- if you read my last entry, you're probably laughing at the opposite way I'm feeling now. From "Desperate! I'm so freaked out!" to "I'm so happy I can't contain myself!"