Oh..please move your feet.

Dancing is one of the greatest things every created. I honestly can't think of anything that I do that can cheer me up faster than dancing. Maybe because it's one of the things I've always done. Just the music in your ears, the pounding of your heart, and the shortness of breath... It's magical.

That's why I love techno so much. It's so intense when you can feel the bass beat in your chest. It's like therapy. I don't like to draw when I'm upset because I'm somewhat of a perfectionist when it comes to my art, so I tend to get even more upset. But dancing isn't like that. I never feel judged. I just love dancing.

I hate tap dancing though. We're spending the rest of the semester learning tap in my dance class, and I'm not all that thrilled. It's really just not my type of thing. It involves so much footwork, and the teachers goes through the time-steps way too fast. A lot of right-left-heel-toe-right-shuffle-ball change... you get the picture. I haven't taken tap classes in forever, and I'm really used to just moving my hips. I mean I really want to try and get the steps down, but not everyone is Shirley Temple, and can tap like a pro. It's just so terribly frustrating when the teacher doesn't go through the steps very well.

I am so in love with snails right now. They make absolutely perfect models since they can't run or fly away like other bugs can. Plus, they're super cute as it is. I've never seen snails out in the wild before (Haha like a suburb of San Jose is very wild...). I get to walk past an army of them every single morning on the way to school. It makes me sad that people try to kill them... I think humans are sometimes a worse scourge on this earth than a few plant ea

ting snails. It just goes to show how heartless we can be. Our pride in having a good garden is more important than the precious life on this planet...

Well that was awkwardly deep for me.

Anyway...

I like how it's the fifth week of school and I haven't really done anything. Like, no papers, projects, reports, speeches... Nada. I guess it's nice not being super stressed all the time, worrying about what to work on first, but then again it's a little pathetic how little I've really learned. I've literally had days where we just sat and texted and played on the computers because the teacher didn't know what we were going to do. The progress reports are coming out soon, but it looks like I have really good grades anyway so I'm not too concerned.

And as much as I love the late start days, this advisory thing is really stupid. I had to spend half an hour talking about proper football game etiquette...

Bunch of Nancy's...

They get so worked up about everything, it's rather hilarious. We had three fights and the next two days after that the principal talked about how we had to have the "Sobrato Way" and blah blah blah.

I think at Jeff we hat 42 in a row before the principal had to yell at us...

Well anywho...

I'm going to go try and make some chocolate muffins for brunch. I've got nothing better to do.

Ciao mi bellas.