En Pointe [ON HOLD]

Late Nights

Another late night.

I guess I've made it a habit of doing all of my school assignments at night, instead of during my study hall period (which is conveniently my first period), so I've been staying up past midnight writing monotonous essays about the American Revolution, Buddism, and the same crud that I've been learning about in Social Studies for the past few months.

When I was a dancer, I used to always get to bed early, as I knew that the sooner I would get to sleep, the sooner I would wake up at 6:40 AM, then I would go right to the Performing Arts Elementary School in Allentown, and I would dance after school. Dancing changed my life. I did shows such as the Nutcracker, Swan Lake, and our yearly recital, I attended dance competitions, and was overall an active person. I guess I just threw that out the drain.

Kellyn, my best friend, came to dance class with me, and her sister, Mollie, would always pick us up with Kellyn's mom and bring me home. I loved spending time with her, and I've missed her since I moved to Cincinnati, but I have been ignoring her. She has been texting and calling me, and I've just left it alone.

She must think I don't care about her, which is not the truth, obviously.

The thing is, when you have known someone since you were 4, and moved to a different state 6 years later, you feel that bond beginning to break. The sadness just kind of consumed me, and now I feel empty.

Basically, I'm a hardcore introvert.

I check my phone. 1:37 AM. My alarm will go off at 6:00. In 5 hours, my dreadful alarm will go off. Darn.

Well, tomorrow will be another day of going to the same pathetic building with desks and textbooks and lockers everywhere you look. I certainly don't want to feel grumpy during those miserable 7 hours, so I'm going to go to sleep.

Good night.