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Life, or Something Like It
Grad School Check-Off
(or, How Tiff Will Become a Teacher by the fall of 2011)
1. Application.
2. Entrance Essay.
3. Recommendation Letters.
4. Transcript.
5. Gen. Knowledge Tests - there's two!
6. Endorsement Test 1.
7. Endorsement Test 2.
... Then the actual program.
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Dance camp 2009 is officially concluded ... which means a weekend of taking it easy and catching up on fic ( Read more... ) -
MJ
I know, I know. It's predictable, us dancers grieving horribly for MJ.
But ... I think we always could look "beyond" the freaky shit and just appreciate him. I always could. I could champion that twisted up genius all day long.
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I'm still blaming Trout
My body picked a hell of a time to get sick.
I really do think its just a cold, because, seriously? Am I that much of a hypochondriac? I have a sore throat and a deep cough and am pretty lethargic, but no temperature. Which means cold. Not ... um ... pandemic.
And even if it IS ... um ... pandemic ... that's just a flu, yeah?
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Amends
So yesterday I bitched about how sore I was after opening night of "Love" - my dance company's newest show - and I have to TOTALLY apologize my heart out, because I think I cursed a friend!
A company member - we'll call her B - fell doing a tilt jump in the show last night, which sorta looks something like this:
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Smiles
I hurt everywhere. You should see me. I'm covered in athletic tape ( Read more... ) -
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Dance team
I'm kind of superstitious when it comes to the dance team I coach ( Read more... ) -
Tap Fail
I had my ass handed to me at company rehearsal yesterday. It was so fantastic and fun that I don't mind, but it was pretty humiliating nonetheless. :)
I'm classically trained, as far as dance goes. I started my real dance classes the day I started tap. My tap master was a classicist and a purist; no Savion Glover wailing about on the stage. Her ( Read more... )
