28/10/15

Dear Frankie

I didn't leak, thank god. Or whatever dictates my life and what happens to me. Thank that thing. So I was, of course, grumpy and moody the whole time in class. I refused to do anything that required leaning on my side and the overenthusiastic teacher lady just gave me a sympathetic look, like 'I feel your pain.'
Periods - bringing woman together since 3000 BC.
I didn't pay much attention after I communicated my pain to the teacher through disgruntled looks and refusal to do certain actions, and only did one or two moves out of the thirty thousand they did. The first one was the lotus - I honestly wanted to know how to do it, just because Lizzy did it when she was studying and it looked really cool. The other one was this thing that was kind of like a plank, only it was with feet levitated off the ground. 
I only tried that one because I honestly thought I would be stronger than all the old ladies in the class. 
I was wrong.
So annoyed and rather humiliated, I just sat there for the rest of the lesson like a bratty child and pretended I was doing breathing exercises. (I've been breathing for 15 years. I don't think I need lessons on breathing.)
And - wait for it - after the lesson, the teacher called me over. She told me that she expected more of an effort from me, since my mother was paying so much for me to enjoy this wonderful 'exercise'.
Okay, I'm not sure which grade level you skipped, lady, but yoga is not exercise.  
Don't look at me like that, Frankie, just because it requires ab work does not mean it's an exercise. 
Urgh they suck so much! I told mum not to waste so much money on something I obviously did not want to do, but she refused, and I threw a hissy fit all through dinner, so she ended up sending me off to my room and I didn't get any brownies for desert.
Today sucked.
Just one more day tomorrow - and if I hate it, I swear to whatever makes decisions for me, I'm quitting. I'm not doing it anymore. No, no, no.

Signing off now, Mia. 

PS: I'm going to hide you now, Frankie. Aspen's coming over and I don't want her to find my description of her.