A love declared for days to come is as good as none.

May 12, 2008 17:35

I'm sitting here in the lobby of the Music and Dance building wondering how I got to this point. Every time I try to cut dance out of my life, every time I think I'm totally done with it, an opportunity comes up that is too good to resist. I may be over the department here but I am certainly not over dance.

I can distance myself from people and the department, but not from the art. It's too alluring. Too seductive. Too satisfying.

I haven't updated in a while. El Salvador was above and beyond my expectations. I was drowning in a sea of self pity and hopelessness, and just could not see past my Santa Clara bubble. I came back reinvigorated with a sense of purpose, a new perspective, and a hell of a lot more determination.

Next year is going to be a real test of my strength and determination. I'm excited for a challenge. And even if I do fail, at least I tried and you know I'll go down kicking and screaming.If you know me in the least, you I'm not one to go down without a fight.

It's weird to be sitting here knowing that I don't really care anymore. I had too many expectations coming into this department. I wanted it to be everything Moreau was... and everything Moreau was not.It fell short. Not because it's a bad program but because I wanted more than it could offer me.

As is the case in life. Wanting more than what any one person can give you. That's why they tell you to be happy with what you've got.

But what happens when what you are given isn't enough?
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