This very week has been merely thanklessly shit-heeled. I've been running from one terminal examination to the next, nearly every morning. Stay tuned, because in between the madness I also managed to fit in some involuntary stripping( on the stage of a fully set theater).
My weeks of pure diligence did actually commence i early October, but I've kind of duped myself into thinking that sleep and such things isn't that important. It's catching up with me now. But I shouldn't wail, cause I guess we're all I the same situation with exams and equalities, blah.
However, its too easily talking me into being a part of all sorts of arrangements. As an example we've got next week: Firstly, I promised myself away to Inna and the youth-symphony-orchestra ( as an extra at their annual Christmas concert ). But, I couldn't say now, since I used to be one of them when I was younger. One of the kids is this little boy who's a cellist. He always seems so happy when he sees me, cause he then can proudly proclaim that he's a cellist as well :-) Ok, the second one is another annual concert, but that's with the postgraduate college. It's also next week...That means I'll be doing things 24/7 thursday-sunday, hmm..
Not sure why I'm rambling. Yes, rambling appears to be all I do at the moment, physically too. I need sleep. But the thing is that I still have four mock exams to go.. fuck,fuck
Now I will tell you about my stripping history. Premier, I thought I should share this dumb thing some friends and I did in sixth or seventh grade. My class was told that we had to come up with a program element for a show at school. My immature and a bit precocious friends and I decided that we should make a dance-routine. At the time non of us knew how to dance ,so the outcome didn't look further impressing. In addition we had chosen the song " Hot in here" by Nelly ( a detail of mighty importance ). I'm not sure if you're all familiar with the content of that particular song? Well, at one point he starts singing "..It's hot in here, so take off all your clothes" So, in the water of that we found it as an amazing idea to make it a strip-routine. Every time Nelly song "take off..", we would remove a piece of clothing. Luckily, we chose to stop when we were standing on the stage in these tiny tops and shorts. Did I mention that this was a show were our parents would be present? Did I mention that our form teacher approved the 'dance'? But this was just a tiny fraction of the stupid and sometimes twisted stuff we did.
My most resent strip-number wasn't on purpose, because I'm honestly not that proud of taking my clothes off in public. I happened during the modern piece at the ballet-show last Sunday. The piece lasted about thirty minutes and we were wearing ballet-leotards ( those bathing suit looking things) and black skirts ( with only a tiny string holding them together ). During the final act one of my friends managed to tear my skirt open. That's when one's supposed to just keep dancing/ or take it on again without anyone noticing. I was up front, so there was no second option. I had to dance the last part in a ballet-leotard. Terrific! Oh, well, afterward some people I know had to comment it of course. But mostly I merely got 'high-five' comment for showing my legs and ass..
The jazz-number went quite well. A lyrical piece set to "Stairway to heaven"( the jazz-part as a whole had the theme " A nightmare before Christmas", after the movie..) In sweet grey silk dresses ( and black boxers) And the review we got was good..
This was also the first year in a long time there were male dancers. There were some twenty hip-hop guys, and four little b-boys, about 5-7 years old ( they did amazingly fantastic and got the standing ovation)!
I'll go do something utterly exciting now..
But I just remembered this other occasion when my jeans-wearing friend walked over this air ventilator down town. I came right behind her, wearing a tiny fluttering skirt, and took a Marilyn Monroe..
I will be more sophisticated soon..
Current Psychological Status: 
sleepy
Current Music: Nine Inch Nails - Closer