It is all coming together now. My studio is well on it’s way. It still needs a few finishing touches as well as mirrors and barres but it’s looking good.
Studio Construction
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Things I Love Rite Now
- Art Films
- Music that reminds me of Art Films
- Regina Spektor
- Sex and The City (again, always, forever – I just started from season one again tonight for about the hundredth time. The Complete Series box set of Sex and The City was by far the best thing I have bought, probably ever!)
- My new flyers and car magnets for Studio of Motion (photo’s to come soon).
- Seeing old friends.
- My homemade Vodka (WOW!).
- Google Chrome.
- Learning new things.
- My car (it’s a red beauty and her name is Roxy – photo’s of her to come soon too)
- Choreographing
- Studying and learning more about the Lester Horton Technique
- My dog Grishko (especially after her bath tonight)
- The trip Matt took me on to Pilanesberg
Changes
Change – Defined in Wikipedia as the process of becoming different. It’s also one of those words that starts to sound really weird if you say it over and over and over again. Change, Change, Change, Change, Change, Change, Change.
So there have been a lot of changes lately in my life. Some of which I can mention at the moment and some which I can’t.Many people are afraid of change, afraid of the unknown. I agree it can be scray.
At the studio we lost a teacher and gained another. It’s horrible to lose a colleague who is so close. The worst part is that she was not just a colleague but a friend too. People move on in life and I find that change is a good thing. It should be embraced. I am very happy for her and her new job but I will miss her.
Another change…my 20 Something Bloggers page looks different. I changed my appearance. Not a big change, but a change non-the-less.
Not all changes in life are big rite? But most changes in life are good. They open up many doors and opportunities that might not have been there before. What I’m going on about now doesn’t have anything to do with my appearance change on 20sb, but maybe soon I can reveal what I’m truly babbling about. For now though, I will continue to think of change as a good thing – I am open to change.
“Dare To Dance”
Well lately I have been a lot quieter (on all fronts) than I usually am. I haven’t even been tweeting much or even considering updating my Facebook status.
This is all because of exams. Not University exams (like the ones I’m meant to be studying for now), but rather dancing exams. The worst part is i didn’t even dance my own exams this year. It was just because of stressing for my students and making sure they are ready. For some reason though my feet are covered in blisters…hmmm.
We have now officially survived 2 out of 3 weekends of exams. Firstly Hip Hop, then Modern and Tap, and this weekend coming up will be Acrobatics. I have also come to realise that most examiners are really nice people and really knowledgeable but some are just truly horrible and condescending. Both our Modern and tap examiners were great women to work with, and at the end of the day we learnt a lot from them. But that Hip Hop examiner, Gosh, lets just hope and pray we never get her again.
I’m specifically not mentioning names because I know that everyone has a reputation to uphold, but that examiner looked and acted like a real witch. I’m sure the kiddies that still believe in witches were scared out of their wits.
So our exams are almost over, which will give us teachers a small part of our lives back. Then there is the end year show, which I can almost say is worse than exams. The stress to get everything done in time, and to make sure everything is perfect…EEEEK!
Honestly the show is always great and always works out at the end of the day, but for me it seems to be nerve wrecking every time I must run up or down those dreadful stairs backstage. Two years ago just at the end of the show, when we were running to be on stage for the prize giving, I went flying down the stairs. I landed up going to hospital at midnight and walking out with my arm in a cast and sling and my leg in a cast too. What was that about the saying “Break a Leg” being good luck?
It was also rather funny as our slogan is ” Dare to Dance”
"Dare To Dance"