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Saturday, June 2, 2012

H for Hardly a Summer



There's only so much time in a day; therefore, I type as I bike (that is, at a gym.) 
Biking is actually a seemingly lazy way to get a good leg workout. Usually, I'll head to the real deal treadmill and work up a good heart rate, but today, no-siree. I'm dead-beat tired, and so I choose the bike. 
I'm in bed before most of my friends, I tend to wake up earlier than most as well, and I work out more than I have in my entire life. Yes, arangetram season is definitely around the corner, and I am eating, breathing, and dreaming about July 15th. 
Some might think it's kind of sad to wake up to protein shakes and boiled eggs. It's sad to spend the most beautiful day of the year at Kruti Dance Academy, and it's really just pathetic to follow up with a good salad and gym time alongside more coordination with my cranky older sister in my basement studio. 
I willingly agree to all those who favor the depresso side, but when you look at the big picture (as I've been forced to do), I suppose a few weeks of Hell is worth it. I'm just now solidifying ten long years of rigorous Bharata Natyam training; therefore, I choose to pull through.
Really, it's not all that bad. I went out to CPK with dance girls last night. It was a really good time. The studio is fun when we're finished running through the itinerary, and I, more or less, have been finding ways to amuse myself. But between you and I, I've been sneaking in copious reruns of Grey's Anatomy, too, so take that Dina Aunty!!
I'll get a heads start on writing the MC speech and summer homework, so I'm looking forward to the two-day summer break before cheer camp. 
If I could enter every detail of this arangetram madness, it might take me a few hours that I really need to devote to catering and decorating services. Speaking of, I'm looking forward to handing out invitations soon! They're in the making. 
I've gone over my bike time, so while I enjoy a nice, steamy sauna, have a brilliant and fun-filled summer on my behalf! Adios! 

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