I fucking hate this shit.
I’m so damn stressed.
I can’t finish this damn dance on time. And I definitely know that what I have isn’t long enough and what I plan on presenting won’t meet the IOP requirements. So eff me. I’m fucked.
I knew I shouldn’t have picked this. AHA. I hella fucked myself over with this shit. And I’m too far into it to change my project completely.
Now I’m taking time out of practicing to post this mother fucking tumblr post. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH MEEE.
Everytime I practice, I keep messing up. And I honestly feel sick to my stomach because I know that I’ll probably mess up during the real thing. And I don’t get a second chance.
I’m honestly scared.
I feel like le shit…
Fuck.
