So tired.

I feel like my body is on the verge of just shutting down.

I'm in the middle of my spring break right now. While some other people are out on a cruise or on vacation with the family, I'm here with my asian friends practicing for that multicultural event coming up. I have practice nearly every day, for about seven hours or so. Practice is actually fun most of the time, because by now we all know each other really well and we joke around and goof off like idiots. But sometimes it just gets so tiring. I hope the people who come and watch us are blown away by our awesomeness, because we've all worked so hard and because of the fact we're out every day practicing have pissed off our parents. Like mine. The only thing that comes pretty much like second nature to me is the cha-cha piece we're sliding in. From all the line dancing at all the filipino parties, cha-cha comes just like that to me ( snaps fingers ). Me and my hips and their figure-eight movements are like bff man, lol. At least that's one piece I know I've got done for sure.

Random news in my life: The other day I was at my friend's house and we had baked ziti for dinner. My friend stuck a candle in each of the pots and they all sang happy birthday for me. It was the funniest and most pathetic thing ever, but it made me happy. Too bad that happy isn't enough to get rid of my freaking over my History paper, which is due when I get back. Which, by the way, I haven't started yet. Ah, well, I've still got a few more days to procrastinate. I'll get it done. I always do, somehow, some way.