One of the boys at my dance school, he's sixteen years old and one of my best friends, just got into the School of American Ballet. (AKA, the school EVERY ballet dancer wants to get into) I could not be more proud of him. He's worked so hard for this and deserves every little bit of it. But the tough part is... I am going to miss him SO much! I don't know how I'm going to survive the fall without me being able to look across the room and he's there making the stupidest face I've ever seen at me.
This post is dedicated to one of the funniest people I've ever met. I'll miss you Michael and good luck out there in the big city!