So I still haven't quite figured out how to appropriatley begin these blogs, and I'm not too sure which direction this is about to go or what wisdom I will be imparting upon you all.....so let's begin with my day:
I awoke this morning at 8 so that I could teach the children at 9. I decided to take the ghetto van to La Verne because all of the other vehicles were being used at the time. "Go easy on the brakes" my dad said, it turns out the brakes were the least of my worries. I pulled up to mcdonalds to get my coffee for the morning becuase p.s their coffee is cheaper than starbucks and equally as delicious, I've realized this about $300 too late. But that's just an estimation. As I pulled up to the first window to pay I realized that I left my wallet in the car I drove last night. This is what I get for driving every other car besides my own to avoid putting gas in it. Ugh. As I pull out of Mcdonalds I quickly realize that the drivers window will not roll up. Perfect. It's not like it's raining and I need to get onto three different freeways right now. As I was on freeway number one, slowly approaching freeway number two (remember I'm minding the brakes) the gas light went on. Awesome. At this point I have no money, no gas, and a soaked left side. When I arrive at the studio to teach my first hip hop class which typically consists of 6 four year olds I find that everyone and their best friend (literally) wants to try my class out that morning. 6 students quickly jumped to 11. That's not including the 5 people that stood in the back wanting to observe my class to see if it's worthy of their kid. Needless to say it was cray. 2 Emma's and 2 Christina's. That's not confusing. My 10:00 class was pretty normal, as normal as junior hip hop with 6 year olds gets. I did receive a beautiful hand made piggy bank complete with a heart and personal photo from one of my favorite student's Alexis. It was most likely the highlight of my week. I then waited for my mommy to bring me six dollars so that I could drive the ghetto van home, thankfully the rain had stopped. Came home to an emo sissy. All I have to say is that my beautiful sister is royal. Princesses do not fare well with broken hearts. Thankfully she's a fierce bitch who moves on and gets over things. Her ladies in waiting (a.k.a me) are not as forgiving. Princess Birdie is the best thing to ever happen to anyone she meets. DUH. That being said. I annoyed her today, like I do almost everyday, and our interaction consisted of her telling me bye, and to please get out of her room. Story of my life. LOVE YOU SHMI. Moving on.... I also found out today that I may not be spending as much time per week with a Libra that I absolutly love. She's an integral part of my soul and of my Encore life. I'm devastated in light of her possible absence. WAH. In other eff my life moments..... don't you hate it when you're talking to your bestie and your face accidentally dials that boy you were unexpectedly in love with, who has pushed you all the way out of his life and you've spent the past 6 months trying to get over.? Because I do. And then the kicker is when he calls you back twice and you have an anxiety attack when you see those missed calls during your lunch at work.Shoot man. After work I was two hours late to taco night which was delightful except as my nephew was throwing a fit I quickly downloaded angry birds. I became obsessed with it an hour later and then saw that my nephew had achieved 4 levels higher than I did. Good thing he's three. Today was quite the series of unfortunate events and I would normally be overjoyed to go to bed and wake up tomorrow so that I can start brand new. Except for tomorrow is the Sunday before spring semester. Ew.
I absolutly detest spring semester. I can't remember the last good one I've had. But then, I guess who can remember the last good semester they've had? School sucks. Especially when you're an artist who has simotaneous breakthroughs and breakdowns daily. Oh well. Like all horrible things I will probably miss it when it's gone. If the world doesn't end before then.
I'm assessing for ballet and modern 4 this week. This is essentially all I've wanted for the past 5 years and now more than ever. I think I can do it. I think I will do it. And I finally put it out in the universe so there's no going back.
That's basically my only priority. Dancing aspirations aside, this is the list of other things I want:
-My mom to put the t.v back into the living room so that I can watch tivo whenever I feel.
-My New York trip to be amazing and glorious and beautiful. Filled with lots of broadway and culture.
-For my retainer to one day fit in my mouth again and fix my wandering teeth.
-To get an i pod and finally catch up with my 10 year old students who far surpass me in all technological gadgets.
-To remember everyday that I am a lucky girl, who gets to do amazing things daily, and that as I rant and complain I need to also accept, love, and recognize everything that is around me.
Goodnight. Keep it gangster.
-Nat <3
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