The first post

How do you start the perfect blog? This is the burning question brewing away in my head right now as I sit in my bed, hair still in a bun, homework still to be completed and a bedtime that is far past due. Are you just supposed to jump right into the nitty gritty, or come up with some cheesy welcoming message for perspective readers? Last night, I decided that I was going to start this blog. It would be a good way for me to just throw up on paper, if you know what I mean. My English teacher used to tell that to me. Sometimes, you just need to get it all out there. It helps clear your mind and make you feel better after a long day in the ballet studio. And then, maybe I could even count this as keeping a journal! Whats better than hitting two birds with one stone? Hopefully keeping this blog will be both a catharsis for me and an entertaining experience for whoever reads my posts. Seeing as this is my first entry and it is late at night, I don't have much to say. It has been quite a Thursday. Waking up late, rushing to my early ballet class, sweating up a storm, mentally preparing myself for rehearsal with the scariest school director ever, killing myself during the rehearsal, lunch break (thank heavens!!), and then my regular afternoon ballet classes. But, I will get into all of that later. As for right now, I'm going to get into my most comfortable fleece pajamas, some wool socks, and eagerly hit the hay. I look forward to more posts in the near future. Until then, your devoted ballerina to be.