Competition *faints*

Competition is just over a week away. I'm dead. I'm so dead. I'm panicking like crazy. I'm terrfied my dances won't be ready.
Okay, breathe, we can do this. It'll work out.
On a happier note, life at ballet is going well. My technique and knowledge is getting dramatically better.
And now I'm gonna go, cuz I've got nothing else to say.