03i just moved this blog to my main blog
so, you’re going to have to refollow me. the url for this blog is different now and i’m no longer going to be using it so my new blog url is greenteaandpotpouri.tumblr.com
thanks :)
servare asked: I will never forgive my mother for letting me quit ballet. I started young, did it for years, moved from England (where ballet was a fun and friendly affair) to Malaysia, where my new ballet teacher was stern and looked like your stereotypical teacher. Tight black bun, sticking out bones, calling everyone elephants. I hated it, and would cry after classes. So my mom let me quit, and I've regretted it ever since. So many of my friends kept it up and when I watch them dance, I can't even describe the longing I feel. And jealousy too, there's just something about ballerinas. So beautiful and graceful. And of course, typically thin.
ah, this was exactly the case for me! i got sick of not being able to go out with friends and staying home to practice instead. i was young. i was the awkward one in class. too big and too clumsy haha. i’ll regret it forever and ever :(
Barnes and Noble needs to get another shipment of Moleskine’s. It’s been out of stock for too long.
