Hola y'all! How we doing? Pretty groovy I hope.
Anyway, I can't feel my anything, which you should have inferred, granted from the lovely title above this.
I just got home from 6 straight hours of dance. Which was ballet and strengthening and modern dance. (Side note- Modern dance is kind of weird. Well, the post modern one is the weird one, where you are a 'tree' or you are 'a boat in the middle of a stormy sea'. Seriously though, it was weird.)
So, what I thought was funny was the fact that at the end of class the teacher said, 'Yup, you'll be sore tomorrow.' And I'm just thinking, 'Well what would you call what I'm feeling now?'
And now, I get to do the same thing the rest of the week, except Friday and the weekend, and the same thing next week, except, again, Friday and the weekend.
Yay.
I'm mad. Tomorrow I have to go till the doctor. And I have to get shots.
Poop.
Anyway, that is the life in a day of Puff.
Speaking of Puff,
Puff out.
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De TodoHello anyone who happened to be snooping and found my book! My names Puff, and this is my rant book. I honestly just talk about whatever I feel like, which I'm fairly sure is the purpose of rant books in general. Anyway, if you would like to continu...
