Thursday, March 31st

Today I am exceptionally tired. I woke late this morning, although I made the bus, and was unable to speak with Andrew. At school, I found myself physically mimicking both my recitals and festivals pieces, and the green-scale in B flat for xylophone. I read often throughout class and accomplished very little in the dance world during school hours. I am looking eagerly to this weekend as an opportunity to send out my resumes and applications. After school, I stayed for front ensemble practice until six, and unlike yesterday, I took a friend home, ate dinner, and found myself i the studio about a half hour after I left the school. This busy schedule leaves really very little time to consider my love of dance, but it is ever alive and burning. Class today was, as accustomed, en pointe. I am very pleased with the quality of the Chacott shoes I purchased. They feel like soft shoes on my feet after just one wear. I am hopeful their life will extend my contentment with the value of the shoe. After class, I returned home to celebrate a birthday, and very exhausted, I now update you on my day, and hope to pursue my homework. Until tomarrow,

Kressy.