Awkward typos

I apologise for missing one or two days, but I ask you in all fairness, what happens if I have a normal day for once? What am I supposed to tell you then?
I am not saying that either of the days I have missed were normal in any way actually, I have just been extremely tired, and so have not written anything because I cant write in my sleep, unfortunately. (Although being able to do things in my sleep would be a wonderful skill.)
Wednesday night I went for some crazy adventures in Bondi, where a guy picked up a traffic cone and yelled, "Hayley, I love you!!" through it, someone made my newly cleaned white converse dirty all over again, and a crazy chain of events led to 1 hours sleep.
This lack of sleep happened to coincide with the day that I find most difficult in the week anyway; Thursday. I managed to get through all my classes, fuelled by some hyperactive (and slightly hysterical) energy, paying full attention and having a lot of fun, but things that I had done that morning before class (such as boiling an egg for my lunch) did not go so well. As I sat down to enjoy this egg at recess, I found that my lack of attention had left it a little more soft boiled than I would have liked, and I managed to squirt myself all over with the yolk.
Due to the fitness testing and intensity of routines we have been doing recently, my butt has decided to hate me, and cramps when I do almost anything. (I just thought would tell you that as I wrote this sentence, I mis-typed, and wrote craps by mistake. Luckily, that is not what my butt is doing.) This cramping leads to strange strangled noises, and a hobbling limp that would be better suited to a pirate in Peter Pan  than someone who is trying to dance gracefully at the time.
This afternoon we had an amazing master class with one of the male swings in the new production of Wicked, and were lucky enough to learn a sequence from Dancing Through Life. Anyone who knows me knows that I LOVE Wicked, and to make it even better, most of the choreography in the show is full of awkward/odd angles and off balance moves. This is great because my body naturally does awkward things, and when I try to be on balance, I end up off balance anyway. This doesn't mean that I did well, but I had so much fun. I will be in that show one day.
Considering that I have probably sweated out a small ocean today, I'm off to bed, and I'm going to sleep in tomorrow. It's a miracle!!
                                                         Xx, Little Duck