At times,

I almost feel like I don't know myself.
And now, I'm sure that's very puzzling to you... but stay tuned.
So, now apparently the middle school era is where you're supposed to "find yourself" and all that good stuff, and I suppose at the age of 3, I found myself fascinated with dance. I love the music, the intensity, and the way you can basically dance out your feelings without having to speak a single word. And now, that's gone. I don't have anywhere to dance, simply because I dislike the instructors, or the girls are so catty that it's not really about the dancing anymore, but who you're "best friends" with. (and secretly talk shit about behind their backs.) And I'm certainly not into all of that. But maybe that's what's wrong. Dance consumed a major part of my life, and now that it's gone... I'm nobody. And sure, you may think that I'm being overdramatic, but really, I beg to differ.