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if you actually read it all, you will be a hero
party!!!!!! saturday nice ladies + laowra and i went to the pryankster party in oakly. and this is when people say "where the heck is that?"
my mom got it confused with oakdale. she was like "we went to the hershy factory there!" i beleived her...till we checked the spatula we bought there. apparently...no.
aaaanywho. got to dance a lot! missed whirligig, a very loud, fast, extremely fun dance!
i wanted to dance it, but i was inside the house for the two minutes that it took to finish one dance and call another....blarg.
but i did get to dance a lot and that was fun.
i got to talk to/meet more people.
its so weird going to parties now...when i have been dancing for a while.
cause i want to dance more than socialize.
i feel really outta place cause i dont know many people...so when i am not danceing i mill around doing basically nothing going "why am i here this is awkward"
but dancing rocked! so all was good.
unfortunatly someone suggested at the "buisness meeting" part, that the group create tighter more professional shows.
i know that would be good for the group.
but i am a little selfish, i like performing, even to audiences now and then.
especially with dance. no lines to remember, no real "blocking" other than the dance itself.
you just go out, do your thing, and your are done. every one is equal in dance. unlike theatre with "smaller" parts. dance doesn't have those. every one gets their shot.
but now i am kicking myself for not comeing to parties and faires when i first started. because now, even though i know the more advanced dances, i won't be placed in them due to the fact that i have not danced on stage before. well....i have but not for them to see. aaaah flash backs of sequins and frills. i wish i wasnt a sloppy tapper now.
anywho, minor self kicks for now. but in the end it will work out. cause it just does that. its cool like that. so no worries. i just have to work a little harder =D
practice is getting less like "why am i here" and more "yay dancing and seeing people!"
got back to davis a little late-ish.
i kiiinda told the boy that i would be back by 7:30...didnt get there till 8:30.
not exactly the best thing for me to do since i left him at 8 that morning....so i didnt see him all day....
then we were going to go hang with friends and i fell asleep. i was all tired from getting up early, dancing all day, and long car rides.
perhaps next party i should drive myself. not too far, and prolly better that way.
i didnt want to force my ride to go. cause they were all socializing, so not cool of me to be the party pooper.
it works for family junk, not for this.
i talked with barelyproper for a bit. it was a good talk. things like that make me happy.
she didnt know i was jewish =D
by ethnicity not religion.
sunday was a lazy day.
i was going to go to a cool workshop, but i figured boy would be....less than pleased.
i can prolly get the info from others....but it was prolly planned out well...
went home. talked with mom a bit.
dad found a piece of pipe in the backyard while he was road-a-tilling. mel...you will never guess what it was without a picture. so i will try to send one soon.
but then small piece of pipe set the old man and i into hysterical laughter.
its always good to laugh so hard you cry.
moving on....
my drama class, which was supposed to be a cool class, is taught by a man whom i deem a fool. and therefore...it is the bane of my monday and wednesday mornings.
lowra and i got lunch. YAY for spending swipes!!!
my comparative lit class is one of the most bizarre classes ever.
the professor mispells words ("irrupts" instead of "errupts")
mis pronounces things (she pronounces chivalry "she-val-ry" the "a" being like the "a" in "apple")
probably a proper pronounciation, just bizarre to me.
we had the part one of our midterm....it was not as "simple" as she said it would be. and i did the readings. so wtf lady?
math was dull...damn you functions, dance or something! be exciting!
almost re-fnished blue skirt...
yay!
k....maybe not, but i will call you a hero. till i forget to do so. then you will just be normal you again.
party!!!!!! saturday nice ladies + laowra and i went to the pryankster party in oakly. and this is when people say "where the heck is that?"
my mom got it confused with oakdale. she was like "we went to the hershy factory there!" i beleived her...till we checked the spatula we bought there. apparently...no.
aaaanywho. got to dance a lot! missed whirligig, a very loud, fast, extremely fun dance!
i wanted to dance it, but i was inside the house for the two minutes that it took to finish one dance and call another....blarg.
but i did get to dance a lot and that was fun.
i got to talk to/meet more people.
its so weird going to parties now...when i have been dancing for a while.
cause i want to dance more than socialize.
i feel really outta place cause i dont know many people...so when i am not danceing i mill around doing basically nothing going "why am i here this is awkward"
but dancing rocked! so all was good.
unfortunatly someone suggested at the "buisness meeting" part, that the group create tighter more professional shows.
i know that would be good for the group.
but i am a little selfish, i like performing, even to audiences now and then.
especially with dance. no lines to remember, no real "blocking" other than the dance itself.
you just go out, do your thing, and your are done. every one is equal in dance. unlike theatre with "smaller" parts. dance doesn't have those. every one gets their shot.
but now i am kicking myself for not comeing to parties and faires when i first started. because now, even though i know the more advanced dances, i won't be placed in them due to the fact that i have not danced on stage before. well....i have but not for them to see. aaaah flash backs of sequins and frills. i wish i wasnt a sloppy tapper now.
anywho, minor self kicks for now. but in the end it will work out. cause it just does that. its cool like that. so no worries. i just have to work a little harder =D
practice is getting less like "why am i here" and more "yay dancing and seeing people!"
got back to davis a little late-ish.
i kiiinda told the boy that i would be back by 7:30...didnt get there till 8:30.
not exactly the best thing for me to do since i left him at 8 that morning....so i didnt see him all day....
then we were going to go hang with friends and i fell asleep. i was all tired from getting up early, dancing all day, and long car rides.
perhaps next party i should drive myself. not too far, and prolly better that way.
i didnt want to force my ride to go. cause they were all socializing, so not cool of me to be the party pooper.
it works for family junk, not for this.
i talked with barelyproper for a bit. it was a good talk. things like that make me happy.
she didnt know i was jewish =D
by ethnicity not religion.
sunday was a lazy day.
i was going to go to a cool workshop, but i figured boy would be....less than pleased.
i can prolly get the info from others....but it was prolly planned out well...
went home. talked with mom a bit.
dad found a piece of pipe in the backyard while he was road-a-tilling. mel...you will never guess what it was without a picture. so i will try to send one soon.
but then small piece of pipe set the old man and i into hysterical laughter.
its always good to laugh so hard you cry.
moving on....
my drama class, which was supposed to be a cool class, is taught by a man whom i deem a fool. and therefore...it is the bane of my monday and wednesday mornings.
lowra and i got lunch. YAY for spending swipes!!!
my comparative lit class is one of the most bizarre classes ever.
the professor mispells words ("irrupts" instead of "errupts")
mis pronounces things (she pronounces chivalry "she-val-ry" the "a" being like the "a" in "apple")
probably a proper pronounciation, just bizarre to me.
we had the part one of our midterm....it was not as "simple" as she said it would be. and i did the readings. so wtf lady?
math was dull...damn you functions, dance or something! be exciting!
almost re-fnished blue skirt...
yay!
k....maybe not, but i will call you a hero. till i forget to do so. then you will just be normal you again.