Give It My All

Travel

I waved goodbye to my mom as I rode away on the bus. I have my huge dance bag and suitcase, which literally holds all my dance clothes. I pulled my phone out of my purse and went on colour switch, trying to calm my nerves. I was going to one of the best dance schools in the world. I looked out the window the rest of the ride and dreamed about dancing there.

As the bus pulled up at the airport in Vancouver I hopped off, rolling my suitcase behind me. I went to the bathroom quickly, and then got ready to board. I was planing on keeping my purse with me on the plane. We boarded shortly and taking off was not terribly scary surprisingly.

I pulled out my phone and read about the campus, checked my schedule and thought about my classes. I am taking ballet, pointe, partnering class, turns and progressions, health class, show makeup/hair class and pas de duex.  The schedule was covered in at least five shades of highlighters.

When we arrived in Toronto I got my luggage and went to the bus stop. I waited half an hour for the bus to show up in the drizzling rain. When I got on I was literally the only person on the bus. I was sitting quietly, breaking in pointe shoes on the ride.

When I got on campus, it was pouring buckets. I opened my umbrella quickly and walked towards the dorm rooms. I found my room on floor 4 out of 6, room 56. I walked in. Score! There was only one bed, so I must get this room to myself. I unpacked my stuff and then headed to the cafeteria for dinner.

I had a bowl of mac and cheese and some carrot sticks. After eating I went to my room and got into my pyjamas. I washed my face and brushed my teeth and crawled into my bed, which I had made previously that day. I fell asleep dreaming of pointe shoes and macaroni. I mean, I'm still hungry!