Meet the seven year old me, a compulsive liar and a failure of a ballerina. I hated ballet, and it wasn't just hard. It was nightmarish. Also I did not have lime green pointe shoes or a purple and red tutu. I might have tried harder if I had.
3 inch art: day 1
7 years ago
Was the teacher right? DID you grow up to be a famous ballerina? Or was your teacher being a little overconfident? Nice drawing by the way.
ReplyDeleteMy teacher was a filthy liar.She taught me everything I know.
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