It's Over
Thank God. It is over. That was a horribly hellish week. I would love to do it again though if it wasn't for that horrible stage mother. I did get to be fabulous with Michael, though. And I got a picture with my one true love, Angel. He is so beautiful. Ignore his homosexuality.
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Now back to real life, I guess. I have so much work to do. I'm only in two classes this quarter. I am dreading what it will be like to go back for real. Real school? Really? I'm not cut out for that.
There may be suicide in the picture at some point.
Just kidding. Seriously. Kidding. Nobody tell UChicago that I said that. They'll kick me out again. Damn SCRS.
There may be suicide in the picture at some point.
Just kidding. Seriously. Kidding. Nobody tell UChicago that I said that. They'll kick me out again. Damn SCRS.
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Is there anything else interesting in my life? Hmm, our Conrad is here. His name is Luke Conrad. That's final. That's just all there is to it, so stop arguing. He's really wonderful. He's full of happy and good ballet. I just hope he doesn't get so annoyed with our unprofessionalness that he leaves before the show. That would be tragic.
And hey! I'm executive director of University Ballet next year. Motherfucker. I am taking over with a whirling passion of doom. Prepare yourself, UB. You will know the wrath of Natalie. My first act will be to implement a dress code for all classes. Namely, this:
And here's a picture of me and Michael being awesome with ABT:
And hey! I'm executive director of University Ballet next year. Motherfucker. I am taking over with a whirling passion of doom. Prepare yourself, UB. You will know the wrath of Natalie. My first act will be to implement a dress code for all classes. Namely, this:
And here's a picture of me and Michael being awesome with ABT:





1 Comments:
I'm sorry, Natalie, but that dress code will cause a revolt. Only the red disco pants will do.
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