"SOMEONE PUKED IN THE HALLWAY"
That was a little exerpt from last nights opening Nutcracker performance. Haha it was just some little kid, and I almost stepped in it with my pointe shoes. That would have been incredddddibly disgusting.
So I think I'll start off with when I got there. I was late, left almost all of my make-up at home, ended up leaving my ballet shoes in the car that I was supposed to wear for our first dance... Haha but it all worked out, no one important (crazy russians) noticed I was late, and my mom showed up with my make up and shoes. PHEW.
The performance itself went pretty well, we were freaking out about some of the more technical dances and when it came to Angels, which was really simple, we ended up messing up the diagonals and stuff. Plus the rat king came on from the wrong end of the stage haha, so we all looked like dumbasses looking to the right at NOTHING... Oh well. Go figure.
Afterwards, went out to eat with everyone my mom brought. There were like 12 people in all? Or something? I got alot of roses (Jonathan's were the best!) and I got like 4 chocolate nutcrackers because they thought that'd be cute haha. Half the adults ended up getting buzzed at the restraunt, and our waitress ( the owner ) was pretty stoned when she took our orders. So me and Jonathan were laughing at all of them most of the time.
Got home about midnight, went straight to bed. Yeah that's all I remember, yesterday went by so fassst.
Oh, and half of you know how much I love Pink Martini, whether you agree with me or not. Of course most of you don't hahaha. But anyways:
The one in the center with the blonde mohawk thing is my cousin. Yep, the adopted Korean flaming homosexual that plays piano. They come to Florida this May, and we'll probably get tickets and get to see Thomas (cousin) for freeee. YAY
God damn I still have so much hairspray stuck in my hairrrrrr
So I think I'll start off with when I got there. I was late, left almost all of my make-up at home, ended up leaving my ballet shoes in the car that I was supposed to wear for our first dance... Haha but it all worked out, no one important (crazy russians) noticed I was late, and my mom showed up with my make up and shoes. PHEW.
The performance itself went pretty well, we were freaking out about some of the more technical dances and when it came to Angels, which was really simple, we ended up messing up the diagonals and stuff. Plus the rat king came on from the wrong end of the stage haha, so we all looked like dumbasses looking to the right at NOTHING... Oh well. Go figure.
Afterwards, went out to eat with everyone my mom brought. There were like 12 people in all? Or something? I got alot of roses (Jonathan's were the best!) and I got like 4 chocolate nutcrackers because they thought that'd be cute haha. Half the adults ended up getting buzzed at the restraunt, and our waitress ( the owner ) was pretty stoned when she took our orders. So me and Jonathan were laughing at all of them most of the time.
Got home about midnight, went straight to bed. Yeah that's all I remember, yesterday went by so fassst.
Oh, and half of you know how much I love Pink Martini, whether you agree with me or not. Of course most of you don't hahaha. But anyways:
The one in the center with the blonde mohawk thing is my cousin. Yep, the adopted Korean flaming homosexual that plays piano. They come to Florida this May, and we'll probably get tickets and get to see Thomas (cousin) for freeee. YAY
God damn I still have so much hairspray stuck in my hairrrrrr