no lunar lander

Firstly, I find it HUGELY disconcerting how hard it is to motivate me to take a jazz, theatre, or tap class.  The thought of those jazz warm-ups makes me want to just eat a large pice of cake instead or something.  They don't warm you at all.  They kind of hurt to be honest.  I don't feel as though I am increasing body awareness, flexibility, strength, or rhythm.  I don't really know what I"m doing...isolating my hips to music that is turned on way too loudly while the teacher screams "WORK IT!  WORK IT! YEEEEEAH!"  And all these girls are "working it" wearing their skimp booty short and sports bra tops screaming and making weird macaw or rainforest bird noises.  It is just too weird for me.  

And tap is just sooooo demned boring.  I mean - if you are GOOD at tap - I imagine it is super fun.  But at MY level, its an hour and a half of tapping your toes up and down 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8- and 2-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 and 3-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 GAHHHHHHHHH!  The monotony!  And the shoes hurt and the music lame and teachers never understand why you can't do it - because it is SOOOO easy - (for them - since they are fierce!)

Patti Wilcox's class is different - her class is really fun and productive and helpful!  And she is a fabulous teacher!  However, she is currently out of town.  But so is Yoda now - and a the other ballet teachers I take from, siiiiiiiiigh - so - I feel like I should explore theatre dance and tap - but I'd rather just - I dunno - read....or sleep.

Anyhow - lots of good plotting going on for Charlie and My "Senior showcase."  Hopefully it will work!  I'm excited!

Went to an audition today - sang a song from Mermaid - big mistake - the pianist had no clue what was going on - haha - but I had fun.  At the end they said "That was great - do you tap?"  GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.  But I ran into Alena, and old friend from Michigan there.  She wants to be a theatre pirate.  Very fun.

Tried to research Lunar Lander - failed to find anything but porn sites.  

Went to ballet.  Batman was there.  He now apparently wants to be Santa Clause and bring gifts to little children - or so I overheard.  He aint my Santa!  Yoda said to me: "I'll see YOU when I get back, we'll have another evening."  Megan jumps with giddyness.  Evenings with Yoda are inspiring.  I guess I just enjoy eating with old smart famous talented English men.  I always have.  It's where I feel the most comfortable.  Odd............

Then I WANT to go home and make puppy chow (A digustingly delicious concoction of chex cereal, peanutbutter, chocolate, and powdered sugar...) but this girl convinced me to get dinner with her - where she proceeded to talk to me about how I can CURE Batman - and I was like AH HELLLLL NO!  I got my hot dermatologist - one day he'll accept my facebook friend request.  And in the mean time, maybe I'll take advantage of this bizarre rash forming under my boob.  (I blame the demon dogs - they are EVIL EVIL EVIL!)  I can see me now ---- I hot dermatologist - I have this rash ---- perhaps you can look at it?  As I lounge in a sultry manner unlacing my corset.......But yeah - talk of the batman really made my steamed mussels not taste so good.  If I had my druthers - I'd never have to see him or hear about him again, but alas, he is there, his sister is there, his mother is there, they are part of my life whether I want them to be or not - even if it is in the awkward evil glaring yet somehow avoiding eye contact walk a little too fast when passing by each other don't stand near each other completely silent state - which is perhaps worse than it was before - I can't tell.  Make me cry on an hourly basis or- make me feel awkward and uncomfortable....

At any rate, tomorrow I"m gonna go see The European Subletters dance in Jana's show - and hopefully the show will be fierce - then Kat and Cara are coming over for puppychow and comfort activities!  YAY!

Now - hopefully I"ll make myself go to theatre dance class - blargh -------