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juldeaUm... there's no way I'm going to be able to write about all of this. So I'm just going to go to sleep instead.
Well, maybe I'll make a short summary.
I'm hormonal and bitchy right now. Watch out.
Bellydance class on Tuesday was good for multiple reasons, and then catastrophically failed when the instructor asked me to do my solo piece for the class and I didn't have the drum part worked out AT ALL yet. Basically, a dozen people were standing there waiting for me to improv, and after I finished the part of the piece that I knew I just kind of froze like a deer in headlights... and then I began to hyperventilate and shake rapidly, then burst into tears and collapsed and stopped all of class for 20 minutes. Joy.
I met up with londo afterwards and got hugs and felt better. We saw the Red Elvises, your favorite band, live in Cambridge. They just so happen to have a song (and an album, but the song is what's important right now) called "I Wanna See You Bellydance," and when they played it they got lots of girls to go up on stage with them. I, of course, went up. londo says that HE could tell I was the only actual bellydancer of the bunch, but doesn't know if anyone else could. It doesn't help that I ended up in the back of the stage, I guess. It's what I get for being not rail-thin or wearing a spaghetti tank top (all of the girls on the front of the stage were stereotypically pretty. I'm, well, not.)
But, londo and I waited around after the show and talked to the band, and got some nifty one-on-one attention. I got a hug from Oleg. :)
Today, he and I (er, londo and I - not Oleg and I!) went and looked at our first prospective apartment. It's pretty good, daresay enough to agree on if the others I'm looking at this week don't work out; now the problem is worrying that if we go for it we'll miss something else that pops up in the next few months. But I'm feeling very J* (see below) right now and want to Have. This. Settled. Knowing where we're going to live and how much it's going to cost as soon as possible will lift a huge weight off of my back.
Finally, I have spent the past hour or so practicing bellydance in my bedroom. Everything was going okay until I started trying to practice my solo. There's no room to practice with a veil in here! Or in the kitchen! Or anywhere! How am I going to get this done?! :P
* Judgement (J)- Preference for living a planned and organized life.
Perception (P)- Preference for living a spontaneous and flexible life.
Source: http://www.wiredbrain.com/types.htm#description
Well, maybe I'll make a short summary.
I'm hormonal and bitchy right now. Watch out.
Bellydance class on Tuesday was good for multiple reasons, and then catastrophically failed when the instructor asked me to do my solo piece for the class and I didn't have the drum part worked out AT ALL yet. Basically, a dozen people were standing there waiting for me to improv, and after I finished the part of the piece that I knew I just kind of froze like a deer in headlights... and then I began to hyperventilate and shake rapidly, then burst into tears and collapsed and stopped all of class for 20 minutes. Joy.
I met up with londo afterwards and got hugs and felt better. We saw the Red Elvises, your favorite band, live in Cambridge. They just so happen to have a song (and an album, but the song is what's important right now) called "I Wanna See You Bellydance," and when they played it they got lots of girls to go up on stage with them. I, of course, went up. londo says that HE could tell I was the only actual bellydancer of the bunch, but doesn't know if anyone else could. It doesn't help that I ended up in the back of the stage, I guess. It's what I get for being not rail-thin or wearing a spaghetti tank top (all of the girls on the front of the stage were stereotypically pretty. I'm, well, not.)
But, londo and I waited around after the show and talked to the band, and got some nifty one-on-one attention. I got a hug from Oleg. :)
Today, he and I (er, londo and I - not Oleg and I!) went and looked at our first prospective apartment. It's pretty good, daresay enough to agree on if the others I'm looking at this week don't work out; now the problem is worrying that if we go for it we'll miss something else that pops up in the next few months. But I'm feeling very J* (see below) right now and want to Have. This. Settled. Knowing where we're going to live and how much it's going to cost as soon as possible will lift a huge weight off of my back.
Finally, I have spent the past hour or so practicing bellydance in my bedroom. Everything was going okay until I started trying to practice my solo. There's no room to practice with a veil in here! Or in the kitchen! Or anywhere! How am I going to get this done?! :P
* Judgement (J)- Preference for living a planned and organized life.
Perception (P)- Preference for living a spontaneous and flexible life.
Source: http://www.wiredbrain.com/types.htm#description