I just came home from a dance rehearsal and ARGHHHHHHHHH
warning: spaz post coming up
So it all started when I was going to be late. I was desperately trying to put on my tights and leotard (you’d think I’d be used to it by now). My mom was doing my hair and makeup (it was a dress rehearsal) and she was like: “As soon as you’re finished, wash off the makeup or else you’ll add to your already pimply face.”
My face is actually pretty clear (or so I think…)
And then she was doing the makeup all wrong and I was like: “NEXT TIME I’M DOING IT MYSELF”
Maybe I’m being a tad dramatic but whatever.
And although I was supposed to leave 20 minutes earlier, for some reason I wasn’t late. (yay!)
And then everyone was freaking out because we ALWAYS get the weirdest costumes. One person joked saying that the next time, we’ll have to be clowns in a clown costume. Except well… that actually happened once. But when we had to take off our leotards, everyone started freaking out even more. Change in front of everyone? No thanks. 😄
Then, after practising our dance a while, we had to go perform it in front of the person who ran the dance school, who was scary AF. And after we performed, she was like: “you girls are very odd”
And now I’m scared to drink out of my water bottle because I have lipstick on. And even though I washed it off, my lips still feel… lipsticky.