LIMS
This week has been hectic due to work and my second weekend class at the Laban Institute for Movement Studies. I'm in their weekend long program, which means I'll be studying Laban Movement Analysis and Bartenieff Fundamentals for two years at one weekend a month. After I will have a certificate as a Certified Movement Analyst. That means I can teach LMA or BF at major dance schools as well as use the theory in my own work. In fact, since my first LMA class at Butler in 2000, I've wanted to get my CMA license.
This weekend, though, I almost dropped out.
The stress of my job at dP as well as the stress of Miss Sixty scheduling me (yet again) during my school weekend almost forced me to quit the program. Not to mention the fact that I have one week to find an apartment. Bleh.
But, my advisor talked me into taking the classes this weekend and talking to the admins on Monday. I hope I can find a way to do this since its the main reason I remained in NYC after graduating from NYU.
At the same time, its hard to know that my best friends are far away and the guy I want to be with is on the other side of the continent. So being stressed out on top of missing those who I want close in my life has caused a bit of a freak out. It happened on Friday. Thank god Lisa, a girl from class who I'm quite fond of, talked me down. She told me to take Jan, my advisor's advise and come to class. So I did. And although I should have been looking for a place to live, I'm glad I went. I really love this shit and feel more in my body with its training.
So, tomorrow I look at (HOPEFULLY) my new apt. with Ayanna. I've seen it and its livable, but I don't have my hopes up for it since we've lost 3 already.
Sometimes I hate this fucking city...
...and i miss Carlos. 12 days til Mexico.
A La Bahia - Si*Sé
This weekend, though, I almost dropped out.
The stress of my job at dP as well as the stress of Miss Sixty scheduling me (yet again) during my school weekend almost forced me to quit the program. Not to mention the fact that I have one week to find an apartment. Bleh.
But, my advisor talked me into taking the classes this weekend and talking to the admins on Monday. I hope I can find a way to do this since its the main reason I remained in NYC after graduating from NYU.
At the same time, its hard to know that my best friends are far away and the guy I want to be with is on the other side of the continent. So being stressed out on top of missing those who I want close in my life has caused a bit of a freak out. It happened on Friday. Thank god Lisa, a girl from class who I'm quite fond of, talked me down. She told me to take Jan, my advisor's advise and come to class. So I did. And although I should have been looking for a place to live, I'm glad I went. I really love this shit and feel more in my body with its training.
So, tomorrow I look at (HOPEFULLY) my new apt. with Ayanna. I've seen it and its livable, but I don't have my hopes up for it since we've lost 3 already.
Sometimes I hate this fucking city...
...and i miss Carlos. 12 days til Mexico.
A La Bahia - Si*Sé