Thank God it's Thursday! Tomorrow's a teacher work day ['cause it's the end of the semester] so the students don't have to come to school tomorrow. How awesome is that?! I'm so excited about staying up until the wee hours of the morning watching anime and then sleeping in and laying around the house like a bum!! Ah. 3 day weekends rock. I still have a little bit more work to do before I can relax...like I have to go teach tap/ballet to kiddies. Woohooo. It's only 6 weeks or so until the recital, so we have to really crack down and get them to learn the dance. Right now me and their other teacher always perform the recital dances with them [in front so they can see us and mimick our movements] and some of them can do it on their own, while others can't. Their other teacher is going to be in front of the stage doing hand motions at the actual performance and because I'm the assistant teacher I get to be backstage making sure they do it right. Hopefully they'll learn it. But they're the little kids so sometimes it's cute if they mess up. They're cute anyways. Despite the fact that some of them have attitudes...it's ridiculous. Most of them are good, though.

I like them more than I like my own dance class. Everyone there hates me. It's hilarious. I think because I don't go to school with any of them I'm already a social pariah, but because of my attitude and my appearance they ostrasize me even more. I mean they're the prep school girls who always are well manicured and their hair is always perfect and they're always yapping about the most recent boy-toy and here I come--the weirdo from the Christian academy who hates pink...has only dated one guy [which I don't think any of them believe me about, by the way...I meantioned my ex-boyfriend once and they all looked at my like: "Oh, mah gawd, she's had a boyfriend?!"> anyways, and whenever I do open my mouth in that class it's always something morbid or sarcastic or weird. Like I mentioned the Virginia Reel the other day [it's a line dance, FYI] and they're all like "What's that?" Uneducated pretty girls. Get lives outside of your hair products and arm-candy boys who you've brainwashed. Geez. I'd rather be weird and ostrasized then be a Abercrombe-Zombie.

Anyways. That's my rant for the day. WEIRDO'S UNITE!