New pointe shoes make my toes turn purple (:

The costumes arrived yesterday, more itchy than expected.
Unhappy rehearsals include incessant nagging i.e. the know-your-limitations lectures, and the inability to smile due to pain from the toes.

I ponned ballet again.
The guilt didn't make me study. It made me sit in front of the TV to watch Hong Kong dramas.
My PI is in a terribly screwed up state, while I'm turning into a fabulous couch potato >.<

Christianity is not about what you do. It's about what God has done for you.
Happy Easter!