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You know that feeling when you can't sleep at night because you're worried about what will happen the next day? It's funny how in three years I could change so much and yet stay completey the same. Millions of thoughts preoccupy my mind. I feel like a foolish person absorbed in foolish thoughts. There are things I can't escape about myself, and there are things I can't escape about life. When it comes down to it, I still feel like a small boy lost in a big world... like a small boy trying his best to grow up.

And with the many things that happened these past few weeks.... I feel the sense of loneliness and confusion returning to me.. and with that also brings the hope of love. I'm starting to think that unrequited love might be the best. But love is something a foolish romantic idealizes about, and right now I'm that foolish romantic. I need to clear my thoughts.

After a restless night, I hear the birds outside my window start to awaken... The morning light is slowly rising as well..

Tonight is the big concert. I'm worried about it.

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I'll be in the theater for the whole afternoon/night starting from noon today. I won't be in the show too long... perhaps at least 12 minutes out of 90. The numbers I'm dancing are short and fast. The Charleston is really fun to do. My feet move in a such a way that everyone wonders.. "How do they do that?" However, the pants I'm wearing for that number are really loose on me.. and I'm scared they might fall off when I'm dancing. *dies* That's my big number too.

I'm also dancing in "Science," a cha-cha routine where I come in wearing a lab coat and my partner strips it off of me. It's a cool routine.

The other dances I'm doing are for the opening medley number which are the waltz, a small cha-cha number, and the swing.

Sigh, time to go.