Officially a pseudo-Gawi

Apr 25, 2008 00:33

Me: Hi. Good pm. Kyla po to, ung nakktrain pero grad nko. Ask ko lang if I should and if am still allowed to show up tomorrow? (auditions)

Marvin(President): Gud pm. pasensya na, nakausap ko po adviser namin at nde na daw po kayo pwede umattend ng mga training...Sorry po, thanks for training with us though, and i hope may natutunan po kayo sa amin.

Me: Its Ok. :) No Worries. Thank you.Oo naman, in fact you guys taught me more then dancing and that makes me even more prouder of Salinggawi. promise!.hehe It was indeed a pleasure to train with you. sayang nga ngayon lang kung kelan grad nko.hehe anyway, more power. thanks so much ulit.

Marvin: Hehe. Thanks.. Ingat always. God Bless!

My training with the Salinggawi officially ended yesterday. My third and last day. Although, I still wasn't able to execute dance routines as flawlessly as possible, at least I wasn't a slack off as compared to my second day. It was actually quite a challenge for me as I struggled with myself at 6:00 am whether to get up or not and attend my would-be last day training even if I have already prayed and decided on it the night before. And so after about an hour of fighting my internal battles, I got up and prepped up for the training determined to do better this time. So we went about with the usual warm-ups, the exhausting but satisfying numerous rounds of jogging, more dance routines, more stretchings and that "Chorus Line" moment I had. Ironically, the most challenging part of that third day was the cool down session. Stretchings, push ups, crunches, liftings really tested my endurance, abilities, determination and patience. Thankfully, this time around, members of the dance troupe "individualized" our cool down as they help us out, encouraged us, assisted us and point out if we were doing it right.

My frustrations were at its minimum today as I tried my very very best to re-channel it into doing better in routines and skills. Then those who already had three trainings were assessed 6 persons at a time. Thus, the Chorus Line moment. I made sure to still put my best foot forward and prayed even if I know that I wouldn't be eligible for the auditions. Even if I would, I don't think I could even make the cut. But, I still wanted to join the auditions just for the experience and to know how I faired in their standards, just so I know. But that won't be possible now, as I confirmed with their President that I am no longer allowed to join them. But I perfectly understand. No strings attached. The only thing is I would never now how I faired. But there are no regrets. I was still very much thankful and positive about the whole thing. I kept thanking God for that opportunity. In truth, somehow, I felt relieved that I wouldn't continue training with them anymore as it wasn't really making me feel the way I felt (and enjoyed) my ballet and other dance lessons. I was getting filled in with pressure that I really shouldn't feel, frustrations on the verge of feeling inferior, competition against my own self (toughest of all kinds of competition, trust me). But in one way or another, it helped me too. I'm slowly getting back into shape,btw.

On another note, my first writing racket is a success and I'm getting published with minor editing. Yehey! Although, the pay is just small, okay lang, wag lang nilang kalimutan ung by-line. Hehe. I was so happy upon knowing it that I couldn't stop smiling, laughing and dancing around. Good thing, I was alone in the condo. Or else, I would have come cross as one crazy girl. Proof? Here.

kylajanika wohoo! para akong banggag sa sobrang tuwa. wohoo. tumbling,cartwhell, front walk, hand stand. haha. high na high! haha about 6 hours ago from web

see? i told you.

And on an another note again, my application for WYD '08 was sadly not approved. As much as I would try to reason out why it resulted that way, I just acknowledged the fact that "God has better plans for me." It may go off as easy to accept it just like that but I did as I have surrendered and lifted my everything to the Lord, to let things be in His own way and time and I have my faith to back me up. :) Maybe, Australia's not really for me. This is the second chance of visiting Australia that failed. Oh well.
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