2/5/15

My weekend started out wonderfully and ended miserably. I spent Friday night with my boyfriend, Preston, and we went to The Basha. My dad's ex-manager owns the restaurant, so he is always warm and welcoming when we go; he gave us free Baklava. On Saturday morning, Preston and I went to yoga, and then I headed to dance. After several hours of movement, I was quite exhausted, so I took a long, luxurious nap. That evening, Alex, my former dance partner, had his birthday party. The only people there were Kansas City Ballet dancers, some friendly and some arrogant. Driving in the rain, I rushed to Olathe East High School for my friend Carly's performance in "Catch Me If You Can," and she did amazingly. The next day, I went to yoga and t. Loft where I completed homework. Upon arriving home, I learned my sister's boyfriend's mom had a heart attack and my parents marriage was over. We spent Super Bowl Sunday in turmoil.