Post-Ballroom Magic 2012

Ah, well. It's all led up to this moment, the end of BPG's annual show, Ballroom Magic. What can I say. It has been an amazing experience. All the countless hours spent rehearsing this past month. The all day weekend rehearsals and techs. The costumes. The stress. The energy. The people.

It's very bittersweet for me. It's my first and only Ballroom Magic that I will be a part of. In many ways it makes me rather depressed and a little angry even, angry at myself probably that I didn't get started with BPG sooner. But, I'm somewhat of a proponent for the things-happen-for-a-reason. Timing wise, things could be a lot different in terms of my friendships and relationships with various people I know now than if I'd started sooner. Who knows.

On the up side, I am extremely grateful to have even been a part of this experience. I'm so happy that most of my family came to see me perform. Hell, I'm so happy that I even got to perform in the pieces I was in.

I guess overall, I'm happy. I'm happy that I've learned what I learned in terms of dancing. I mean, it's not completely over yet; there's the rest of spring semester for me to continue learning as much as I can. Yes, the main attraction and performance is over, but there's still three months or so...until this semester ends...and when I graduate...crap. Hah.



On an semi un-related note, we had a cast+friends/family of cast party afterwards at the nifty Athens restaurant, Transmet, where we paid a fixed price and we could have all the non-alcoholic drink and food we wanted. Drinks from the bar were discounted but I didn't bother, but I did have a sip from friends' drinks or so, and all I can say is what the frick. I am never going to buy liquor-drinks from a bar if they all taste like this watered down crap. I can make myself a much better quality Gin and Tonic at home, thank you very much.

Which is exactly what I'm enjoying as I write this post.



Cheers! To an absolutely incredible show and an unforgettable experience.

Little Brother is now Legal!

Whatever that means these days. Happy Birthday Little-but-not-so-little-anymore brother! You're still my dumb punk kid brother, but you're also one of the funniest people I know. Even if said hilarity is a result of vulgar dick jokes and other low-brow humor.

I think he has a swim meet today or something. May poseidon grant you the speed of a sailfish and strength of a shark so that you may smite your competitors on this day, your day of birth.

This is seriously one of the most epic things I've ever watched

And all I can say is DAMN NATURE, YOU SCARY.

There's Just the Right Amount of Awkward

How I got around to some Lily Allen:

I was walking around in my school's bookstore sometime last fall semester when a song started playing over the speakers that piqued my interest a bit. I found out it was "Merry Happy" by Kate Nash. It's rather peppy and maybe just slightly...girly...but who cares, I like it. I was listening to her on Spotify and in that "Similar Artists" section or whatever it named Lily Allen. Why not, I thought, and I followed a link to some of her music next.

Maybe I'm coming back around into this British-female vocalist phase, because I quite fancy this music at the moment. Two songs I want to mention:

The first is "Fuck You"



I kinda love this song now. The ironic contrast of a happy-go-lucky melody with a big ol' "Fuck your ignorant hatred" makes me grin. I'll think of it/sing it in my head if someone ever says something completely distasteful, rude, and just plain mean.


The other is "Who'd Have Known"



When it first started playing, I was extremely caught off guard because I thought it was the T-Pain song playing (5 o'clock in the morning...or whatever it is). I could care less for that song...much less for T-Pain as well, but I had no idea the hook he uses in his track is from Lily Allen. As a result, I spent a good 5 seconds trying to figure out when the hell did I queue T-Pain's song. Surprise, surprise. Hah.

So I gave this song a listen...and now I love it, specifically the story it tells. Yes, it's a love song, but I like how it seems to aptly describe the feelings of someone in those not-quite-early-but-still-early-in-the-scheme-of-things stages of romance, with all the interactions, the witheld questions and curiosity about where this person is in terms of relationship. So freaking adorable.




In other news, I spent 8 hours in the dance building today (Saturday) getting ready for Ballroom Magic. Which equals me coming home and falling asleep around 8:30PM only to wake up about two hours later and suddenly not feeling that tired anymore even though I have another 8 hour tech rehearsal tomorrow (or today, Sunday, whatever). Awesome. But I'm really excited though. It's gonna be a great show!

Oh...

My.

Spoken word. So good. [Here.]

This is how I'm feeling at the present

Also added to the list of songs to learn but will never finish learning completely. Hah...

And other times...

You're told things in life that leave you speechless. Literally. What do you say to those kinds of things?

Answer: you don't say anything. You go home and unwind your nerves with a nice drink.  Mm, mm, mmm...

iktsuarkpok

iktsuarkpok --

"Inuit word for the feeling of anticipation you get when you're waiting for someone to show up at your door, and you keep going outside to see if they're there yet." 

Sometimes...

It's just one of those gimbap-and-gin-n'-tonic nights. Although it is one hell of a combination. In a bad way. Oh well!

Earlier today, I chopped firewood.

AND I FELT SO MANLY. AAAAARRRH.

That aside, I stumbledupon this page that was titled How To Wear Men's Shirts. Well, "Now that's a bit misleading," I thought. "Is there an accepted way of wearing a shirt other than putting your arms through the sleeves and buttoning it up?" But then I saw the images are of a girl wearing a guy's dress shirt. Boyfriend shirt in a creative style? Okay. Nice. Cool. Yeahhhh.

But then you scroll down. AND IT'S HILARIOUS. And now I'm really tempted to try this...

For the lulz, obviously.

Oh hi there, twenty-twelve.

I nearly slept through ringing in the brand new, shiny year of 2012. Yeah. Fell asleep on the couch and my mother had to wake me up to see the ball drop at Times Square on television. Go figure. 

Short and sweet: New Year's resolutions --

>Be more physically active through dance, and now climbing. I got a taste of climbing during this break and I might be hooked onto something new. We'll see. 

>Be kinder towards people. 

>Take the time to continue finding my self (I'm aware of the ambiguity, but give me a break, it's 5AM). 

>Take more chances. You only get one 2012, right? 

I think that'll do for now. It covers a bunch of things I've got on my mind for the upcoming year.