So when was my last post? I don't even know (because I can't see the last post from where I'm typing...you can just look down to see how big my gap has been)
Giving you every detail would undoubtedly loose your attention, so I'll narrow my focus and talk about dance. So dance has been absolutely running my life since I got back to school after Christmas break. I was at the studio every day all day in classes and rehearsals. I literally got into the habit of replying to friends when they asked if we could grab lunch or something with, "How about in March?" It was crunch time. The dance program's big annual show, Perpetual Motion, was on the 24th and 25th of February. Normally we do a show on Friday night and a show on Saturday night, but after selling out both of those shows, they added a matinée show on Saturday afternoon. I danced in 5 of the 8 dances each show, so needless to say, I was EXHAUSTED after it was all over and done with.
Funny thing about it being all over and done with was that after we finished our last show on Saturday, it was definitely not over and done with. We had Sunday to rest and pack, and on Monday 8 dance students left in a 15 passenger bus for Laredo, TX. We were going to a college dance conference called ACDFA, or American College Dance Festival. I think I talked about it a bit last year. However, this year, it was hosted in Laredo. Hmm....Laredo, TX? You might recognize the ring of that from the commercials for the television show featuring Laredo. It's called "Border town Laredo: the war on drugs". We were all pretty alarmed to say the least.
Laredo ended up being a lot less drug-infested than we anticipated...although we never went farther than walking to the huge, white, miniature bus...to the school...and back to the hotel in the creepy white bus. The campus where all the classes and performances were held was A&M international. TAMIU. This got a bit annoying because we were never sure if we were making ourselves clear enough that we came from TEXAS A&M (not to be confused with A&M International). So we always found ourselves over-explaining. "We're from A&M...Texas A&M. In College Station....the real one..............ya know? Gig em." No one really cared to pay much attention to the explanation.
We performed on the first day and then took classes for the rest of the week. We got back yesterday and I slept from about 2 in the afternoon to 8 this morning, getting up a few times in there for food. The whole week (starting on the bus ride there) I read the Hunger Games. I finished the first one in a couple days, and now I am in the middle of the second one. Wow. I really didn't want to like them because I'm a diva and would rather not be caught up in the same trendy books that everyone else is, but there's no denying it- I love the Hunger Games.
If you haven't read the series, there are two boys who love the main girl, Katniss. One is Gale, and the other is Peeta. The author has a way of making you love both of them equally, but in different ways, and I finally realized that the main reason that I was so into the books was that, in the back of my head, I had convinced myself that I would get to have whatever boy Katniss didn't end up with. There were lots of problems with this mindset, apart from the fact that these are fictional characters in a fictional book. However, it reminded me of when I used to watch Ryan Sheckler in junior high and get upset when my friends talked about how cute he was because I felt as if Ryan and I were together. As if he the feelings that I had for this skateboarding teen heart throb were in some way mutual. Embarrassingly enough, this situation reminds me of my Jesse McCartney phase. We won't get too into detail. I'll I'm saying is that remnants of this phase still hang from my ceiling. Now Jesse McCartney pictures seem completely arbitrary, but my bed used to be positioned under the pictures where they still hang....even after we re-decorated and moved my bed. And I'll also add that I wrote him a birthday card on this 18th birthday. He never wrote back. Phase over.
Well I've officially gotten myself on a tangent. I'll add some pictures from ACDFA and Perpetual Motion. If I can get a video up from rehearsal I'll do that too!
Feast your ears, dear readers...I've got lots of free time now :)
Nothin but love,
Bethany
Yay! Glad you're back - I've been wondering what happened to you. Loved seeing all your pictures from your shows. Sophie got her first dance recital costume today and she squeeled with excitement when she came through the door to see me. I'll post later on it. It's red and white just like my first recital costume: what's up with that? Dancing to Candy Cane Jane by Laurie Berkner. She's beyond thrilled.
ReplyDeleteEeeek! I can't wait to see! My first was a clown tu-tu and I cried the entire time I was on stage. You may want to remind her that neither you or grandma will be allowed to dance on stage with her haha...that's what got me so upset, I think. But I'm sure Sophie is much more emotionally stable than I was/am. Have so much fun watching her!
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