This was somewhat successful the first time around, so it might do better this time. Or it might be awful. Whichever, you can just say whatever is on your mind and we'll all try to be there for each other and junk. Group therapy! (This is a little like a random comment thread, but that is for non sequiters and this is for venting type stuff ... I was somewhat inspired by dancerats vent)


Ok, I'll start. I'm in a really horrible mood because my parents are making me move at the end of the year. The school is convinced that they do arts really well, and yet the dept. head was really quick to pointe out all the things wrong with the dept (half-grid can't be used to fly set pieces onto stage, no dressing rooms, whatever. I didn't really care or notice until she mentioned it though!) So how am I supposed to have any faith in them?! And their dance studio is underground. It's really dingy, no windows (well, of course not. It's underground) and its really gross and stuffy and just EWW. And its right next to the pool, so I'll have to listen to water polo practicing. (Although, at least then I will learn how they get the horses to swim. Get it, water POLO..? haha) And they don't ahve pointe!!! I'll just be starting this winter, and I don't want to have to give it up so soon after starting! NO!!!! Plus, the school is ... I don't know. I didn't like it much.


This is all made worse by the fact that my father has taught at a boarding school my whole life. Part of his salary always has been a house on campus, and I've grown up there with their really nice arts dept. Now, the year that I'll be applying, the last year of waiting before I get to go there, I'm being told that I won't get to go there. That fact is something that has been a constant my whole life, and its just gone. My god, an I freaked out!

OY VEY!! Ok, well that felt good to complain. Now all I need to do is find some good zit coverup for my forehead and I'll be on the road to ... I don't know, the road to something. I'm too tired for this!!

Your turn guys, hope you have fun!

Marian