I'm back home, taking off my pointe shoes. My feet look horrible. They have blisters, cuts and even bones sticking out. Ouch. As a dancer on pointe, you have to deal with broken bones, torn ligaments, cuts and sometimes even worse! About 10 minutes ago I had my dinner which consisted of 2 slices of pizza and about 5/10 fries. I'm stuffed. After cleaning out my new cuts, I get ready for tap. Obviously I'm in the back in that too.
The golden trio in the front and... well... you get it.
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Sorry for the short chapter