TIRED.
yes, that's the only word that can describe how i feel like now.


i slept late last night knowing that dance is at eight thirty in the morning. and as usual, i'm late.
danced from around nine to one. then three to almost five.
however, during the last hour of dance, i was already switched off up there.
in other words, i can't remember the steps. darn.

i realised my memory is failing me. big time.
i hate it. urgh!
i used to get my steps as soon as the steps are shown.
but now, i take a million and one year.
what happened to me?!
oh darn.
i need to train myself. i wanna be that fast.
SOON.


look at my knees!
-counts.
one, two, three, four, five, six, seven!
oh my tian.
i've seven blue blacks, after two dance sessions.
hur hur. five small ones and two huge ones.

look at my feet!
-counts.
one, two, three, four, five!
wow.
i've never i could have blue black on my feet too.
yes, i've got one big fat round blue black on the top of my feet and i've got no idea how i got it.
plus four scratches.

disfigured feet of mine.
yikes.


anyway, can anyone tell me what can i do with my two sore big toes?
they've been hurting since God-knows-when.
and the pain almost killed me when i did pointe yesterday during dance.
help someone, anyone.


i feel like an old grandmother.
aching ALL over.

never mind, darling is gonna make me feel better. and not feel so old.
ha. some things are better left unsaid. (x


YAY!
one more day to our 16th month-niversary! (=
that's so fast so fast.

i love you. kisses.