So apparently the irony police are out to get me. I last posted a chapter about being late and then guess what, I was late! Yay. To be fair, there was four trains and gridlock traffic. So, I was nervous, annoyed and praying I would not be late. Yet I still was. To my advantage though, I was barely late. I got in and they hadn't even started pliés. Sadly, I wasn't able to do pointe, which was likely for the best seeing as I was developing a blister on my pinkie toe. So it was not as horrible as I thought it might be. I have to admit, I have learn my lesson. No more writing about not being late. Anyways, have a great day guys and just keep dancing!! ~Mia
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Ballet
Non-FictionJust a little bit about ballet. This story follows my life and my meager ballet career. It's a bit random and some info about ballet from my perspective. If you would like for me to write a part about something in particular, just comment and I w...
