Dance Struggles ARGHHHH

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. XD

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”

Yeah, thanks.

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.

Byess

-Kitty