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Hey my faithful (faithful why, I have no clue) readers.  You should be kinda proud of me, I have blogged recently.  YAY!!!

Well, onto the dance recital story!

DANCE RECITAL

So I have been taking dance lessons for like 11 years.  You are probably thinking "HOLY CRAP she hasn't taken dance for only 2 years of her life".  Yeah, I know that seems like a really long time, and it is pretty long but I LOVE DANCE (even though I pretty much suck). Anyway, let me tell you the story. 

So this year, I performed 3 dances in the recital.  The types were modern, jazz, and ballet.  Every year, the studio where I take dance has a big recital (that's getting bigger every year).  So I showed up for the recital like 10 minutes late.  I don't know many people in the other classes because Sarah and I are the only people from our school who take classes for people our age.  Anyway, when I showed up everyone was getting ready to perform the opening number (in the opening number, everyone but the adults and the really little kids dance to the same song).  I got there and just in time to get ready for the opening.  We did the opening and went back to the dressing room.  My best friends in dance are Courtney, Courtney, Kelly, Shannon, Mikayla, Bethany, Maggie, Kaity M, and Sarah.  I hung out with them most of the time we had just sitting in the dressing room.  Anyway, my first dance (my modern) was number 11 so I got ready for that.  Then I talked to people.  Then I stretched and broke my toenail on the carpet.  It started BLEEDING.  DUMB TOE!!!  So I put a bandaid on it.  Man that toe hurt.  I resumed my conversations.  Then it was time for our modern dance.  We went out, waited backstage, then it was our turn. Then we all started our dance.  It was going pretty well for me until my bandaid started to fall off of my toe.  When we did this part on the ground, I "discretely" tried to push my bandaid down.  It wasn't overly successful, but my bandaid didn't fall off.  That was good.  Other than that bandaid dilemma, I did really good.  As in I didn't mess up!!  Woo! Yay!! The rest of my class didn't do so well though.  Sarah kicked someone and 2 people kicked Bethany.  Apparently the rest of the people thought it was a train wreck.  I don't really know though.  Then we returned to the dressing room, ate, made random noises.  It was fun.  Maggie stole my precious bottle cap though.  I chased her around the dressing room with a bottle in hand.  It was a funny sight.  I then took a break from chasing Maggie around the dressing room and got my next costume on.  Then soon enough, it was time to leave for my ballet dance.  We danced to PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN.  I <3 that song and that movie.  I didn't <3 the costume though.  My friends said we looked like pirate skanks.  We did.  It's true.  I didn't mess up on this one either.  That made me happy.  We then went back to our dressing room.  Maggie lost my bottle cap.  Luckily my fuse (for those of you who don't know it is a type of drink) was empty.  I got my jazz costume on then.  My friends called this one the JUNO costume because it is really flowey like maternity clothes.