If I had a penis I'd be in a world of hurt

Last night I decided it would be a very wise thing if I started stretching again for dance. It's pretty much been a week since I did our warm-up exercises, and I want to cry.
I hurt so freaking badly! It's amazing the amount of flexibility I lost in less than a week of not stretching properly. I can barely drop into the splits compared to weeks prior when I was able to just literally FALL into them. However, my high kicks are still okay, so it's all good. My Gazelles pretty much suck, and I can only get about twelve Vs done before I completely colapse into a heep of tired muscle.

TEN DAYS UNTIL COMPETITION AND I CAN BARELY GET MYSELF OFF THE GROUD FOR A RUSSIAN!

I'm starting to really freak about this thing. I mean, I can get up before a group of people and talk all by myself, but I'm going to be in a group of people. If I mess up, there are seven other people who will suffer for it.

To lighten the mood, I'm going to bring a disposable camera and snap a whole bunch of lame pictures of us all goofin' off in the hotel and at the competition. Once I actually get the pictures developed it will probably be a while before I can post them. It should be interesting.

I'm addicted to Monopoly--I seriously cannot count how many games I have played in the past few days. I need a hobby.

Gosh, I don't know if I'm going to get a MySpace. I mean, I have this thing, do I really have time for something else? I would probably start updating every day because I am a dork who cannot moderate my own computer usage.