Quick thought about today.

The last thing I want for people to think if me is that I’m cocky. To be honest, I feel like the exercise for facials in show choir is probably the only thing I know how to do without thinking. I know, I get this vibe towards everyone about overdoing it. I perform like I don’t give a fuck about what anyone says. People study for their tests, I go all out on every damn performance like there’s no tomorrow. This is my get away, this is my natural high. Hitting the hard moves represent my anger, and singing makes me feel like I’m out of a cage, belting every note. Holding every beat.  This is my happiness. Seriously, I would be nothing in high school if it wasn’t for show choir. No matter how tired I get, no matter how sweaty I get (only monarch mirage knows how sweaty I get),  this is home to me. The cafeteria afterschool, and pushing tables, to lifting ratchet risers, and wearing 4 layers of clothing in 80 degree weather, it’s all natural, and home to me. People have their passion on basketball, skating, hip-hop dancing, but these practices, exercises, and competitions are what I live for.