I just went to one of my friends dance recitals. It was good, she was good and all that jazz...:)
But it was kind of hard to watch because the school that was putting on the recital has an amazing program and amazing dancers in that program. I was sitting there going "Wow I wish I could do, look like or dance like that!" I think the only word I can use for that is jealousy. Yes, I admit it, I was jealous of the dancers out on the stage. Jealous of their technique, the choreography and their amazing stage presences. I just hope that one day I'll look like that and feel as good dancing as I think they do.
Saturday, May 30, 2009
Monday, May 25, 2009
:0 sigh...
Well, the recital's over. It went as well as a recital can ever go--with (in this case) one big problem..mess-up...etc.
The Jazz and "little kids" shows went pretty much perfectly as far as I can tell but right before the Ballet performance started (the first dance--also my first dance-- was onstage in their first pose) three of the 12 year old dancers somehow got locked in the dressing room. Besides not having three dancers until the dressing room was unlocked, many peoples' costumes (like my second one) were locked inside. Great, right? No stress, nothing to worry about. Eventually, my second dance rolled around and the dressing room still wasn't open. There was a class right before our dance that had blue costumes that looked similar to ours so me and one other girl who had her costume in the locked dressing room, too borrowed costumes from the "blue class" and quickly changed (my friend said that the two people with the different costumes got to be the "soloists" yay! Immediate promotion! something good came out of this! :). Who would have thought that as soon as our music came on, I could hear the screams of joy when the dressing room was unlocked-- seriously. As soon as our dance started. Oh well...I got to wear my costume in the finale and the three dancers who were locked in there got to dance (their dance was moved to the end of the show.) All was well. :)
The Jazz and "little kids" shows went pretty much perfectly as far as I can tell but right before the Ballet performance started (the first dance--also my first dance-- was onstage in their first pose) three of the 12 year old dancers somehow got locked in the dressing room. Besides not having three dancers until the dressing room was unlocked, many peoples' costumes (like my second one) were locked inside. Great, right? No stress, nothing to worry about. Eventually, my second dance rolled around and the dressing room still wasn't open. There was a class right before our dance that had blue costumes that looked similar to ours so me and one other girl who had her costume in the locked dressing room, too borrowed costumes from the "blue class" and quickly changed (my friend said that the two people with the different costumes got to be the "soloists" yay! Immediate promotion! something good came out of this! :). Who would have thought that as soon as our music came on, I could hear the screams of joy when the dressing room was unlocked-- seriously. As soon as our dance started. Oh well...I got to wear my costume in the finale and the three dancers who were locked in there got to dance (their dance was moved to the end of the show.) All was well. :)
Saturday, May 23, 2009
Recital??!!!
I have my end of year dance recital tomorrow. I'm really excited...but I wish that this year hadn't gone so fast. Usually, for my recitals, it's mostly wait, dance, wait, wait, wait, but this year, since I'm in 6 classes (two ballet, four jazz)There are about three dances for every one I'm in, instead of being in one out of ten. Anyway, it should be fun.
The Jazz recital is "Peter Pan" this year. I am a lost boy, "Indian" and "poison". The poison dance is amazing. I really like it...but by the end of it, we're in a circle, and you can hear everyone panting...it's almost louder than the music :0. In the Indian dance, our song is "I don't want to work, I want to bang on the drums all day" and we dance with drumsticks. We sound pretty good if I do say so myself. There is this lift in the Lost Boys dance that I really hope works. I'm supposed to be thrown up in the air by two of my friends, but so far I haven't gotten up very high....I guess I just hope that it works.
Stage makeup: I'm always worried that I'm wearing too much or not enough. Everyone I talk to seems to do it differently. Oi!
This is my first year on pointe in the recital. I am not so much nervous as I am anxious and hoping (fingers WAAAYY crossed) that my two blisters will heal more and not hurt as much as they did today during the dress rehearsal. Also, I think that my pointe shoes are too small- not by much but enough for my big toes to be really sore while I have the shoes on. I didn't really have a choice because when I got these pointe shoes (they're just broken in) the size up was too big.
Wow! It feels really good to rant! Probably will again soon!
The Jazz recital is "Peter Pan" this year. I am a lost boy, "Indian" and "poison". The poison dance is amazing. I really like it...but by the end of it, we're in a circle, and you can hear everyone panting...it's almost louder than the music :0. In the Indian dance, our song is "I don't want to work, I want to bang on the drums all day" and we dance with drumsticks. We sound pretty good if I do say so myself. There is this lift in the Lost Boys dance that I really hope works. I'm supposed to be thrown up in the air by two of my friends, but so far I haven't gotten up very high....I guess I just hope that it works.
Stage makeup: I'm always worried that I'm wearing too much or not enough. Everyone I talk to seems to do it differently. Oi!
This is my first year on pointe in the recital. I am not so much nervous as I am anxious and hoping (fingers WAAAYY crossed) that my two blisters will heal more and not hurt as much as they did today during the dress rehearsal. Also, I think that my pointe shoes are too small- not by much but enough for my big toes to be really sore while I have the shoes on. I didn't really have a choice because when I got these pointe shoes (they're just broken in) the size up was too big.
Wow! It feels really good to rant! Probably will again soon!
Friday, May 22, 2009
Final TechSmog
How might you use something you learned this week to change the world for the better?
I think for one thing, the things we've learned this week definitely help us communicate smarter & better (that sounds kind of weird...is the grammar right?) and be more savvy on the internet. Because communication is so important to "improving the world", things like blogger and twitter will help make it easier to communicate.
I could use my blog and twitter account to express my views and connect with people who share those views. Reading other blogs on reader could keep me easily informed and always learning more.
Twitter could (and probably will) keep me in touch with friends and family. I really appreciate that because I'm really bad about returning emails and letters.
Thank you so much, Matthew!
I think for one thing, the things we've learned this week definitely help us communicate smarter & better (that sounds kind of weird...is the grammar right?) and be more savvy on the internet. Because communication is so important to "improving the world", things like blogger and twitter will help make it easier to communicate.
I could use my blog and twitter account to express my views and connect with people who share those views. Reading other blogs on reader could keep me easily informed and always learning more.
Twitter could (and probably will) keep me in touch with friends and family. I really appreciate that because I'm really bad about returning emails and letters.
Thank you so much, Matthew!
Thelma the Brave
Once upon a time there was a girl named Thelma. She was very unhappy. Her father was a farmer and her mother slept all day so Thelma had to do all of her chores. It was not a fun life. More often than not, Thelma, her seven brothers, her weentsy inteseey little sister, her father and her mother only had fruit to eat with the occasional veggie or dead rat thrown in. They had to make do.
One day, Thelma woke up in a horrible mood. Her head was aching and her back was sore. Her eyes seemed to droop and her legs felt almost numb. She was sick and tired of all this hard work! She was only six years old, for heavens sake, she shouldn't be doing the work of a grown woman for such a huge family. It was not fair! Tears started to stream down Thelma's cheeks. No! She was not going to cry and wallow in her own self pity! Thelma smiled. That was a good one! She walked over to her bare desk and selected a worn sheet of paper to quickly write it down before she forgot it. That phrase would go really well in one of her poems. She wiped her face on the edge of her worn and too small skirt she moseyed to the kitchen to start breakfast before any of her family woke up. (And when they did that, they were always hungry.)
After Thelma had made breakfast, she felt a little better. Then her little bitty sister Alice cried. No, more like she screamed. Thelma ran as fast as she could to her parent's room so that she could calm Alice before she woke them up. Alice had always loved the kitchen, so that is where Thelma brought her, knowing that Alice would busy herself with the spices while she ate her breakfast. After Thelma finished her breakfast, she was so exhausted that she laid her head on the worn wooden table and quickly fell asleep to Alice's indistinct mumblings.
Thelma jolted awake. The house and kitchen were completely silent. Thelma jumped up and ran to her parents room. They were gone. To her brothers'. They were gone too. Her whole family had suddenly disappeared! Thelma was all alone.
.....Make up the rest for yourself.....
One day, Thelma woke up in a horrible mood. Her head was aching and her back was sore. Her eyes seemed to droop and her legs felt almost numb. She was sick and tired of all this hard work! She was only six years old, for heavens sake, she shouldn't be doing the work of a grown woman for such a huge family. It was not fair! Tears started to stream down Thelma's cheeks. No! She was not going to cry and wallow in her own self pity! Thelma smiled. That was a good one! She walked over to her bare desk and selected a worn sheet of paper to quickly write it down before she forgot it. That phrase would go really well in one of her poems. She wiped her face on the edge of her worn and too small skirt she moseyed to the kitchen to start breakfast before any of her family woke up. (And when they did that, they were always hungry.)
After Thelma had made breakfast, she felt a little better. Then her little bitty sister Alice cried. No, more like she screamed. Thelma ran as fast as she could to her parent's room so that she could calm Alice before she woke them up. Alice had always loved the kitchen, so that is where Thelma brought her, knowing that Alice would busy herself with the spices while she ate her breakfast. After Thelma finished her breakfast, she was so exhausted that she laid her head on the worn wooden table and quickly fell asleep to Alice's indistinct mumblings.
Thelma jolted awake. The house and kitchen were completely silent. Thelma jumped up and ran to her parents room. They were gone. To her brothers'. They were gone too. Her whole family had suddenly disappeared! Thelma was all alone.
.....Make up the rest for yourself.....
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
Leaving my Mark
If I had to write (or say) only one phrase in...... I would write.......
1. A piece of acid-free paper..."There is always a reason to dance."
2. Journal stored in a attic "Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy."
3. In stone...."Humans are wrong and Humans are right and a real person accepts that both will happen and fixes their mistakes."
4. Blog....Try watching So You Think You Can Dance
5. In water....(I wouldn't write anything....If it was a hot day I would spray water at myself and those around me. Our footprints would leave the mark :))
6. Graffiti ....Fun is relaxing
7. Magazine and/or Newspaper...
8. Speak out loud....Do what you can to make you and your world better.
1. A piece of acid-free paper..."There is always a reason to dance."
2. Journal stored in a attic "Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy."
3. In stone...."Humans are wrong and Humans are right and a real person accepts that both will happen and fixes their mistakes."
4. Blog....Try watching So You Think You Can Dance
5. In water....(I wouldn't write anything....If it was a hot day I would spray water at myself and those around me. Our footprints would leave the mark :))
6. Graffiti ....Fun is relaxing
7. Magazine and/or Newspaper...
8. Speak out loud....Do what you can to make you and your world better.
Online vs. Real Reading
Even though there are many people who say that the internet and internet reading are going to soon replace books, I really hope not. I find it incredibly hard to read things online, especially long articles/ebooks. I find that I loose my concentration more easily and more often than if I print the article out or have an actual book in my hands. I have never used a kindle but I from what I've seen and heard, it's kind of between reading a book and reading something from the internet.
Nick analogy: bikes are to cars as books are to internet reading. I think that is pretty true. I think of a car as something you use to get somewhere and a bike as something that I would ride for fun. I use the internet to read only if I have to for an assignment etc. Books are kind of more "fun reading". Long live the PRINTED word! :)
Nick analogy: bikes are to cars as books are to internet reading. I think that is pretty true. I think of a car as something you use to get somewhere and a bike as something that I would ride for fun. I use the internet to read only if I have to for an assignment etc. Books are kind of more "fun reading". Long live the PRINTED word! :)
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
1. What do you think?
I really like it. It keeps you in touch with what you're friends are doing and you can tell them what you're doing, too. It's a great way to keep in touch if you don't want to send a long email.
2. How might you use twitter?
I probably will use it to keep up with what my friends are doing without much effort.
3. What are things to be careful about?
Like any other social networking website, there are tons of things that you need to be careful about. For one thing, you really don't know who is following you (unless it's just your friends). Also, twitter isn't monitored so you have to be pretty careful about what you search, etc.
I really like it. It keeps you in touch with what you're friends are doing and you can tell them what you're doing, too. It's a great way to keep in touch if you don't want to send a long email.
2. How might you use twitter?
I probably will use it to keep up with what my friends are doing without much effort.
3. What are things to be careful about?
Like any other social networking website, there are tons of things that you need to be careful about. For one thing, you really don't know who is following you (unless it's just your friends). Also, twitter isn't monitored so you have to be pretty careful about what you search, etc.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Summer Plans
Hmm... summer plans...
I'm going to a four week dance intensive at the American Dance Festival which I'm really looking forward to. There is also another intensive that's only one week that is in Raleigh that I'm going to with Sydney.
Other than that, I really hope to get some relaxation in. :)
What I want to learn/work on this week.
Really anything new. I'd like to "learn" more about Facebook because I've heard so much about it.
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