I'm Back
Good Lord am I tired.
Friday we drove 5 1/2 hours to Canyonville, and the whole time i couldn't help but think how much i wanted to get to the resort just so i could go to the fitness center and run, but noooo...."fitness bitch" kicked us out for no damn reason. (sorry, that was a little angsty) But of course Ayla and I got creative and found other ways to channel our energy, which consisted of jumping on our beds, and seeing how long it would take for Sienna to crack while she was talking on the phone to Alex. Lol, we must have walked up and down that hallway 7 times, each time with a different outfit, just to see if she would have noticed.
Saturday was the first day of the competition. I took 4th in the beginners catagory, which isn't to bad. I could have gotten 3rd if Anyetta didn't enter, but thats a whole other story and I'm trying to avoid all the angsty-ness. OH YEAH! I almost forgot, in order to reach the convention center were the competition was being held, we had to cross the casino, which technically...well...you shouldn't do if you are underage...yeah but it was really funny because the security officers had nicknames for us. they thought they were being so slick with the names too, but we picked them up. My nickname was "bombshell 114" and Aylas was "playboy 118" Ohhh, there was this really wretched judge who no one could stand, "susan" gosh she was horrible, she marked me down 50 points from my highest score, and poor Rosemary 60-some points down from hers. She had alot of Foopa too. No me gusta.
Sunday we did our troupe competition. 'twas not our greatest performance, nor the Divas. Meh, what can you do? All in all we came home with 4 more awards, so not to shabby.
Sunday night after everyone but Sarah, Laurita, Ayla, and I, left. we went to the truckstop's resturant because they've got some good grub. Well anyway, this cute waiter guy, Mike, who had served our dancers the night before came by and started flirting with us all, and of course we just thought he was being fun and maybe wanting a nice tip, but he told us if we came back @ 10 he would give us free desert, So the mommys let me and Ayla fly solo and we went and got our free ice cream and flirted with 6 or so of the cute waiter guys. They invited us to a party, but we thought maybe it wasn't to smart to go drinking with a bunch of underage guys as well as leaving the resort, so Jeff gave us a ride back to the hotel. How sweet of him, of course it could have gone very wrong, we could have gotten abducted and a million more pessimistic ideas, but we were carefull and we made it home safe.
right.....im tired. I've been racking my brains all day thinking of ideas for the "3 legged dancer" and my new solo and my alternative solo so im all danced out and, typed out, plus i have to go to work tommorow so im thinking you don't need to know anymore than what i have told you.
Friday we drove 5 1/2 hours to Canyonville, and the whole time i couldn't help but think how much i wanted to get to the resort just so i could go to the fitness center and run, but noooo...."fitness bitch" kicked us out for no damn reason. (sorry, that was a little angsty) But of course Ayla and I got creative and found other ways to channel our energy, which consisted of jumping on our beds, and seeing how long it would take for Sienna to crack while she was talking on the phone to Alex. Lol, we must have walked up and down that hallway 7 times, each time with a different outfit, just to see if she would have noticed.
Saturday was the first day of the competition. I took 4th in the beginners catagory, which isn't to bad. I could have gotten 3rd if Anyetta didn't enter, but thats a whole other story and I'm trying to avoid all the angsty-ness. OH YEAH! I almost forgot, in order to reach the convention center were the competition was being held, we had to cross the casino, which technically...well...you shouldn't do if you are underage...yeah but it was really funny because the security officers had nicknames for us. they thought they were being so slick with the names too, but we picked them up. My nickname was "bombshell 114" and Aylas was "playboy 118" Ohhh, there was this really wretched judge who no one could stand, "susan" gosh she was horrible, she marked me down 50 points from my highest score, and poor Rosemary 60-some points down from hers. She had alot of Foopa too. No me gusta.
Sunday we did our troupe competition. 'twas not our greatest performance, nor the Divas. Meh, what can you do? All in all we came home with 4 more awards, so not to shabby.
Sunday night after everyone but Sarah, Laurita, Ayla, and I, left. we went to the truckstop's resturant because they've got some good grub. Well anyway, this cute waiter guy, Mike, who had served our dancers the night before came by and started flirting with us all, and of course we just thought he was being fun and maybe wanting a nice tip, but he told us if we came back @ 10 he would give us free desert, So the mommys let me and Ayla fly solo and we went and got our free ice cream and flirted with 6 or so of the cute waiter guys. They invited us to a party, but we thought maybe it wasn't to smart to go drinking with a bunch of underage guys as well as leaving the resort, so Jeff gave us a ride back to the hotel. How sweet of him, of course it could have gone very wrong, we could have gotten abducted and a million more pessimistic ideas, but we were carefull and we made it home safe.
right.....im tired. I've been racking my brains all day thinking of ideas for the "3 legged dancer" and my new solo and my alternative solo so im all danced out and, typed out, plus i have to go to work tommorow so im thinking you don't need to know anymore than what i have told you.