fame (fame!) i'm gonna live forever.
forever indeed.
Center Stage 2004 Dance Recital
wow, it's been a long day. a very long day, but very short at the same time. i must say, recital time is one of my favorite times of the year (the others being miscellaneous holidays, Chinese New Year, and big events and such). usually i'm filled with energy and ecstasy and hyperactive zing, but i'm pretty mellow now. i feel really really clean. and that is one of the best feelings in the world. feeling clean. ahhh. my body is going to shut down on my any minute though. sleep. mmmmmm. water. tasty....
the play by play:
+ woke up at 8 = which was a lot of fun.
+ picked up shirley, got to theater
+ rehearsals and lots of lounging
+ missed first half of jazz rehearsal...GREAT.
+ ate a not very healthy crispy chicken sandwich from BK
+ took 500 pictures with my beautiful ladies
+ applied unnecessary amounts of make-up
+ sang to good oldies and random songs we like to sing to i.e. the voice within =D
+ "the voice within tells me to go buy a center stage 2004 t-shirt in the front lobby" <3 george
+ walked around the cutest little downtown area - a perfect blend of suburban meets urban
+ ate a deliciously sweet vanilla bean coolatta xD
+ had a grand ol' time
+ a lot of other random things in between
+ rocked "hoop rhythms" - my tap dance
+ was not the one whose basketball during afore mentioned dance ricocheted off my foot and rolled off stage and into the crowd...
(am i not the LUCKIEST person alive?)
+ created a genius way to wear our jazz costumes which was ultimatley rejected by those of less aptitude (read: sluts, ho's, whores, bitches, fuckups)
+ rocked shizz on "shattered image" - jazz dance - as my skanktitude came close to it's vast potential [i nailed a double too =D]
+ went to balcony and watched how AMAZINGLY some dancers dance.
+ came to the conclusion that if i were a male, i would definitely be a dancer just because of all the fcuking action they get. ON STAGE NO LESS!
+ cried and hugged with reka and jenn. ='(
+ left the scene of recital. only to await next year's hopefully less dramatic, more dancing-off-of-asses dance recital.
i can't believe it's over already.
i was to go to a party, just so i can dance the night away again.
in other news: WE'RE TRADING SPIRITS!!!!!!!!! fcuk yea!
Center Stage 2004 Dance Recital
wow, it's been a long day. a very long day, but very short at the same time. i must say, recital time is one of my favorite times of the year (the others being miscellaneous holidays, Chinese New Year, and big events and such). usually i'm filled with energy and ecstasy and hyperactive zing, but i'm pretty mellow now. i feel really really clean. and that is one of the best feelings in the world. feeling clean. ahhh. my body is going to shut down on my any minute though. sleep. mmmmmm. water. tasty....
the play by play:
+ woke up at 8 = which was a lot of fun.
+ picked up shirley, got to theater
+ rehearsals and lots of lounging
+ missed first half of jazz rehearsal...GREAT.
+ ate a not very healthy crispy chicken sandwich from BK
+ took 500 pictures with my beautiful ladies
+ applied unnecessary amounts of make-up
+ sang to good oldies and random songs we like to sing to i.e. the voice within =D
+ "the voice within tells me to go buy a center stage 2004 t-shirt in the front lobby" <3 george
+ walked around the cutest little downtown area - a perfect blend of suburban meets urban
+ ate a deliciously sweet vanilla bean coolatta xD
+ had a grand ol' time
+ a lot of other random things in between
+ rocked "hoop rhythms" - my tap dance
+ was not the one whose basketball during afore mentioned dance ricocheted off my foot and rolled off stage and into the crowd...
(am i not the LUCKIEST person alive?)
+ created a genius way to wear our jazz costumes which was ultimatley rejected by those of less aptitude (read: sluts, ho's, whores, bitches, fuckups)
+ rocked shizz on "shattered image" - jazz dance - as my skanktitude came close to it's vast potential [i nailed a double too =D]
+ went to balcony and watched how AMAZINGLY some dancers dance.
+ came to the conclusion that if i were a male, i would definitely be a dancer just because of all the fcuking action they get. ON STAGE NO LESS!
+ cried and hugged with reka and jenn. ='(
+ left the scene of recital. only to await next year's hopefully less dramatic, more dancing-off-of-asses dance recital.
i can't believe it's over already.
i was to go to a party, just so i can dance the night away again.
in other news: WE'RE TRADING SPIRITS!!!!!!!!! fcuk yea!