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perspectives was absolutely breathtaking. i'm really glad i went to see it twice and with different people, it was really heartwarming. i also felt as though the dancers' hearts were truly into it the second time i saw it because most of them are graduating and it's their last performance as USF undergrads.
hope's solo piece was so moving. the bach was a perfect accompanient for her fluid gracefulness and it made me cry both times i saw it. her frustration and falling went so well with how i'm feeling right now that i felt as though hope choreographed it after talking to me. i'm so proud that she's really following her dream and that everything's working out for her. i'm going to miss driving to USF just to watch her do what she loves.
i finally saw meliss after probably eight months or so. we ate at andros after the performance tonight and while i don't miss USF and it didn't feel weird to be eating at one of the on-campus cafeterias, it did feel strange that i didn't see anyone i recognized like i used to. people move on with their lives and find their own niches and whatnot. that cheese pizza isn't sitting too well and my bowels are stirring quite like meliss' after we left the cafeteria and sat outside.
it still feels as though a big part of me is missing and that hurts.
i've still got my words and i have my friends. and beer.
hope's solo piece was so moving. the bach was a perfect accompanient for her fluid gracefulness and it made me cry both times i saw it. her frustration and falling went so well with how i'm feeling right now that i felt as though hope choreographed it after talking to me. i'm so proud that she's really following her dream and that everything's working out for her. i'm going to miss driving to USF just to watch her do what she loves.
i finally saw meliss after probably eight months or so. we ate at andros after the performance tonight and while i don't miss USF and it didn't feel weird to be eating at one of the on-campus cafeterias, it did feel strange that i didn't see anyone i recognized like i used to. people move on with their lives and find their own niches and whatnot. that cheese pizza isn't sitting too well and my bowels are stirring quite like meliss' after we left the cafeteria and sat outside.
it still feels as though a big part of me is missing and that hurts.
i've still got my words and i have my friends. and beer.