Maybe I can work my way back to that kind of pulchritudinousness.

Well it has come to pass just as I have forseen it. You can just call me Yoda. An old high school teacher used to call me Jedi (you know, as a play on my name. Jodie. Anyway.) He was a very smart man who knew what he was talking about, because clearly, as anyone can see, the force is strong with This One.

Y'all remember my ballerina post from way back in the day? I have found (completely by accident, as I have forseen it) the photographic evidence I promised y'all back in early April. Evidence "that showcases my natural, inborn agility and poise". Y'all remember when I made the outrageous statement that I am a ballerina?

Indeed.

Well, here it is. What the world has been waiting for.


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I think it bears noting that I am NOT the cute one on the left. The one with the real grace and agility. (Because life is cruel.) No. I am the other one. The pregnant one wearing the ugly jeans and the legwarmers on the arms.

Also, I am a fashion travesty.

And I fear I may also be a ballet travesty. Which I find especially heartbreaking. *Insert long, sad sigh* I won't give up though. I really am hoping that there will come a day when I can do this more than once a week. I truly would love to get more training. Maybe then I'd start to look like a ballerina, and then that would help me to feel less discouraged. I still feel strongly about ballet though. I still love it, even though it doesn't seem to love me back.

A little unrequited love... it hurts every time.

I just thought that I had a promising future, what with all the pulchritudinousness documented in the above photo and everything (I totally stumbled on that word by accident, by the way (never even heard of it before), but then when I saw it, I had to use it. I had no idea what it meant, except that it was a synonym for beauty because I found it in the Thesaurus. When I looked up beauty. I learned that it means having qualities that delight the eye).

Maybe I'm not as bad as I think. I sure hope not. I just want to be a pretty dancer, and to enjoy dancing. And that's possible, right? Even for someone like me?

Just say yes.