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the mediocre gatsby
the decent wall of china
the ok depression
alexander the acceptable
the so-so escape
average scott
the conventional spiderman
The overestimated Mr. Fox
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Ignore that it’s Monday.
Tomorrow is the first day of the school week, so I still categorize my current crisis as a typical Sunday Night Freakout.
I’m not worried about actually moving on, but I’m devastated by the idea of leaving everyone. I can’t really put it into words—but it’s the kind of panic that makes you feel paralyzed and embarrassingly child-like.
I’m just trying not to think about it too much yet.
And then, of course, I’m looking at that one school’s dance department description, blubbering over how beautiful it is and how much I want to be there. I’ll have to wait at least another year until I can call it home. Perhaps I never will? Maybe I won’t want to in a year.
Too bad I made my decision so late…?
And here concludes my weekly existential crisis.
iPost reblogged from The Dancer's Blog. with 461 notes
Ballet:
Expectations:
Reality:
Whoops
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