It's one of those nights where it's too hot to sleep under the comforter.
It's one of those nights where I realize I want to do something with my life.
It's one of those nights where I can't stop thinking about... where has my love for dance gone?
It's one of those nights.
I haven't been en pointe for 3-8 months.
I haven't stretched as far as I wanted to.
I haven't engaged or worked out as I planned to.
I haven't done anything.
And here I am, waiting for less than 3 months.
In less than three months from now I'll be at Disney World, working.
And I just looked up jobs at BuzzFeed today because I would love to be a part of company like that.
Here I am.
A Dance Major.
Hoping to transfer soon to with to a theatre/photography majors to reside near Atlanta.
What am I doing?
What am I thinking?
I can't get shit straight for once...
