I figured I should write a bit more in English. My English is getting so weak. I also have to write an essay this semester, so it is good practice for me. I actually don’t have much to talk about. I’m tired of always complaining about my papers I don’t get done, and I’m tired of complaining about university in general.
I’m taking ballet lessons again. It’s a nice little ballet school close to where I live, so I can write my bike to and from. At the end of each lesson we do some pointe for a couple of minutes. My feed look like I’m shooting my drugs through them. Bruises and scratches all over.
current music: peaches- I u she
current mood: so, so