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Ahh, the dreaded thought: there’s only 3 weeks of summer left.. I can NOT believe it’s almost over! I wish school months would move this fast -__- And that’s another thing. Why does it seem like school takes forever to finish, and yet the summer is over in a flash? I just don’t get it. So, on to the subject. What does September bring, you ask? Hmmm..

1. BACK TO SCHOOL. These words make me shiver D: But then again going back to school is sort of a good thing. New friends, old friends, and drama (this one’s not the good thing, but anyways).. even though I don’t really like making new friends because I’m afraid to lose the old ones if we get too close. Idk. But what I do know is that I’m scared of this year. 8th grade. The last year of middle school. The year before high school. Any way you put it it’s still the same. A lot of changes are going to happen this year. And I’m scared of changes. I hate new stuff. And worrying about what new stuff will bring worries me even more. Idk, I feel like some part of me wants to branch out this year. You know, try something new? And something different. Possibly even d a n g e r o u s, and really daring. You know, unlike myself right now. Something to leave my mark in this school. Because I just know that by the time I get to high school, my life is going to change one way or another. Maybe for the good, or maybe for the bad. I’m really not so sure. But I’m hoping something good will happen that will change my life forever. (:

2. BACK TO DANCE. Now these words do NOT make me shiver. They make me excited! And HAPPY! =] Dance is.. passion, love, and.. I don’t even know how to explain it. 10 years and still counting<3. Ahh, back to the long grueling hours and.. NUCRACKER! :D For those of you who don’t know what that is, it’s a Christmastime play that my dance school puts on every year in Rutherford, NJ. It’s SO worth all the preparation.. the long hours of muscle aches and foot pains and blisters and all the rest. My Nutcracker rehearsal time record is: 8 hours, with a 15 minute break. And during that break I didn’t even get the time to eat anything :( But like I said, it’s worth it in the long run. To hear the audience clap and scream, and to go to sleep feeling like a star. And then the next day, to get to do it all over again. It just warms me up to know how lucky I am to get to be able to experience my passion. And that word, passion. It’s something in life that you have to really search for, but then once you find it, you feel like the happiest person on earth. Except I didn’t really have to search for mine, because I knew right from the start that the dance studio was where I was meant to be. And it’s going to stay like that forever<333. My love, est. September 1999 :)