This morning, at the end of class, one of my teammates misplaced her knives. When she asked me where they were, I told her I wasn't sure, but one of mine dissapeared yesterday. She seemed shocked for the moment, and looked like she was going to corner the whole class on just exactly where our knives ended up. But then, another person on my team walked by and told her where here knives where. Her problems were instantly forgotten. *Sigh* So much for that... I think that although everyone in my class is nice, there's only one people I'd consider a friend, and perhaps two other people I'd consider probable friends.

Anyhow, today I must be crazy. I walked up the hill with my dance bag, and another bag that was a bit heavier than it probably should be. I was tired halfway up, but forced myself to keep on walking. I think by the end of this year, I might perhaps be in the best shape of my life. We'll see.