whole lotta french stuff i dont understand

as some of you may know, i am a ballerina (spelling?) but dont worry, im not one of those stuck up preppy ballerinas, i am the punk rock ballerina in the world. and thats why i did it. to be punk rock. at first i was worryed i would be stuck in a room full of sex year olds. me, the 5'7" long, lanky chick. although most of the other chicks are older than me i am taller than them. weird. so anyway our recital is comming up so we started to work on the actuall dance we would be preforming. i was disapointed. when you think of ballet what music do u imagine? Piano mosty? wrong! i do not know the name of the song, but i am sure i've heard it in about three chick-flics! wth?? sometimes while streaching we listen to piano. today there was a totally awesome song that was soooooooo cool. i thought maybe i had the music that fit in my book. but of course when i asked the intructer the name of the song she simply replied: "a song" then laughed. thay all laughed. i laughed, on the outside. but on the inside i planned their death. its so sad. but true. oh what terrible deaths they will face. strangely i now find reason to laugh. Mwaha. Mwhahahaha!!