Hey everyone! My busy days should be over for now. Before now I had been studying for tests, I was sick, had a dance competition, a ton of homework, and I have been working on a couple of projects like a recipe book for my
hope chest. So, now, posts will be back to normal.
Here's a little bit about what was going on while I wasn't blogging. :)
Dance competition. Sorry, no pictures. I took my camera, but we were way too busy. There were no breaks and there was weird stage lighting, which would make for a bad picture. So, since there are no pictures, I will explain it. :) Wish me luck!
This was going to be my first time ever on a competition stage. First time.Ever. On a competition stage.(remember that.)I was so excited. Its one of those things were your heart is quickly beating and you are jumping up and down inside, but if you really jumped up and down you would loose energy and your fake eyelashes would fall off. It's a feeling that you can't really explain though, I guess its like a rush. We were getting changed in a large room then they would call the name of our dance and we would be rushed out a door, around a corner, and out another door onto stage. I walked out on stage and forgot the dance. I could see the judges eyes. I knew they were looking at me. I know that the lady on the right was wearing a sparkly, fire truck red shirt with a navy
blazer and a beautiful gold necklace. And I had forgotten the dance. Completely. I couldn't remember where the dance even started or what our starting pose was. All of my memory from the hours at the studio working on the dance was gone. Some how, I got into the
beginning position, but what came next? A sick feeling fell into my stomach. All of the sudden, it hit me. Hey, I'm up here showing those judges what I am made of (even though it was a ballet dance) and that I love to dance. The steps in the dance seemed to randomly come to me when I made needed them, but I can tell you I felt like I made at least 5,000,o00 mistakes, and
that's just a small number of mistakes from the first 2 seconds of the dance. I was dancing, smiling and in my head the phrase, "I've blown it." just kept coming to me. I was still looking at the judges, right in the eye. Which was nerve racking and gave me a confident feeling I have never had before. Finally the dance was over and we walked off stage. Once we were back in the dressing room I was telling my mom over and over again, "I blew it, I did horrible, I ruined it. If this was school they just gave me a F! I did horrible, horrible, horrible, I ruined it. We are going to have such a low score that no one will even want to look at us when we are done...." My dance teacher looked up, "What????" I stopped talking. "What do you mean." She asked again. "Me and one of the other teachers were talking about how great it was! Did you hear what the judges were saying?" I stopped. "But, I completely forgot the dance!" My dance teacher laughed, but I saw nothing at all funny in this. "That happens to EVERYONE at competition, ask the judges, its happened to them too."
Then the next dance came along. This time, I wasn't nervous, and didn't feel like I was, or had totally just messed up the dance. I smiled, danced my heart out, looked the judges straight in the eye, and did what I loved. Then the next dance, same feeling. I wasn't nervous, but excited. All of this continued through the whole dance.
And you know what the funny part is. The dance that I "ruined" got first place. And the other 11 dances that we took to competition (I am in 5 different competition dances) got either 1st or 2
nd.
Lesson learned, hard work paid off, and don't let your nerves take control of you. If you let them take control of you, you miss how much you are affecting other people.
Funny stories coming on Monday, and all of them are from competition. You will love them. I am still trying to figure out why all of the funny stuff comes my way though. Maybe its just the way I am.
Ooh, and I promise, I will get pictures from the next competition, which is in
February or March I believe.