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Troy21
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Birthday: 6/12/1984
Interests: Ballroom dancing (especially Latin...so hot!), singing (I do it constantly), acting (not the same as lying...but it does come in handy), designing (what else is class time for?), trapeze/hoop/fabrics/spanish web/tumbling (aren't I just a little bit crazy?!), learning to do new physical things (now, don't make that sound sketchy!), watching movies (gotta love some of that fluff), looking cute (and I don't even have to work at it...), cuddling (be it animals or people...wait, those are the same thing...with certain peoples *raise eyebrow*), frolicking...and making it into a movie (good times, and yes, I have the DVD), being a peanut gallery (couldn't you already tell?!)
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Member Since:
9/12/2003
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| It's been eons, but deal.
I've been home for about 2 weeks, but sometimes it feels like less or
sometimes like I've been here forever. At the moment, I have no
friends in the state, because Michael G. left last week for his
construction job out in Tahoe. Good luck to him and I'll see you
in August.
My sister's grad party is tomorrow...her actual graduation is next Sat,
and she is driving me nuts! Actually, everybody's tempers are a
little very short at the moment and we are at each other's throats more
than usual. But now, the hose is clean, we are getting take-out
for dinner, and my e-mail box is finally emptied.
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| - I think that I really need a confidant. Someone that will always be there for me, and that I can talk to about anything without this ridiculous fear of being judged. I have so many things that I just need to talk over with someone...someone that I can trust completely.
Rache, if you read this know that I'm thinking of you and praying for your father. I miss you a lot and I'll see you when I come back in March.
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| I am one of two unattached females in my suite...I'm getting that same feeling I got in 10th grade when all of my friends coupled up on me...leaving me to get a blind date.
4 hours of dance is not enough, apparently I have to workout and then help at auditions too...oy vey.
Still sick...this is getting old. Scrapped my leg to hell this morning...ugh. | | |
| This thing is the best mode of procrastination that I know of that still makes you feel like you're actually accomplishing something! (If that doesn't make sense, don't worry ; its not you...its me. I'm getting over a cold and am currently a little loopy.)
I have no idea what I'm going to do about...everything! I have no idea what to do for a major, what I would want to do with that major, what kind of job I'd want...how I'm going to get through this dance concert... Ok, so the last one doesn't seem to be as big as the others, but its just a little bit more immediate. That, and I've already gotten my order of execution in the form of show assignments. I have a solo. I'm going to die.
Now, most people wouldn't take such a fatalistic attitude toward the whole thing; they might think, "Oo, a solo...this is going to be an adventure. I didn't ask for one, but I guess I'll learn how to coreograph for this piece!" Of course, that person is insane, and probably a bit more optimistic in the self-esteem catagory than I am.
I've already had at least one nightmare about this thing! Mostly, it was that we hadn't coreographed anything, and that I was on stage with no idea what I was doing...not unlike what has happened to me in the past, but at least that time I was way upstage with other girls. Now, its just me and Justin...who is broken!!! I admit that I'm a bit selfish in wishing that he hadn't gotten hurt, mostly because that's uping the amount of stress this thing has for me.
Enough bad stuff...I'll try for some better stuff next time. | | |
| Had a dog...got rid of dog...liking classes...dance is kicking my ass.
and I think that's about it. | | |
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