Today I realized I forgot about my Mom's birthday that happened two weeks ago. I have no idea how that happened, but I felt sooooo bad. They came to watch me in the dance shows this weekend. It's been fun. We have one more show tomorrow.

This girl who is in a piece with me watched the Pirate with me Friday night, then I went to her house five minutes away to make pasta. It was fun. I am making new friends now. My father also told me that my old best friend here and her boyfriend from Pakistan are planning to kill me. He added, "I do not want to bury you. I've worked too hard, and you have too much to live for." I started laughing like crazy, and my mom started threatening that she was never going to speak to him again.

I dream of Gene-ie