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pipistrellafelixI'm not sure what's happened since I last posted. I'm in that weird summer space where I've lost track of what day it is, or what exactly happened yesterday or the day before, or when anything went on.
I've felt a little useless lately. I've been realizing how many of my summer goals I didn't actually accomplish (get more flexible, learn to play the guitar, for example)... and although I did acomplish some of them--& believe me, some of those turned out quite well, & don't think I'm complaining because I've enjoyed this summer terribly--but I'm still fighting with my annoyance with myself for not being harder on myself. 'Cause I really should be. Harder on myself, I mean. I give myself too much slack.
No more. I have almost exactly a month before school starts (& God, I am so torn over that), & I know exactly what I want to do. I just have to do it.
I am helping Amanda & Carol with the kidlings' Midsummer this week, which will alliviate much of my uselessness. Man, those kids are nuts. There's sixteen of them, & it feels like thirty. The only one I knew from before is Anthony; & it's like almost every group of theater kids that age: there's a set of older girls, who are pals & can handle stuff you throw at them; there's a couple boys who are always horsing around with each other; there's a few younger, quiet, soft girls who are nearly impossible to tell apart; there are the couple of younger, curly little boys who are earnest & adorable; the one loud, energetic tomboy; & there's at least one utter handful (she seems okay, though--easy to get back in line, just a little loud). It should be fun, I think. Plus I get to work with Amanda, which is good, as I never got to before.
& tonight was my last tap class of the summer. Man, I'm gonna miss that. Maybe I can get my Mum to pay for the fall classes, because now that I've started again I really don't want to quit. I want to stretch & work out so I can learn the crazier moves, & I want to make time to really practice the fundamentals & improve my balance & the steps I just can't seem to get right. I want wild arms & snappy riffs & sparkly top hats. (Well, not sparkly top hats. Well. Maybe a few sparkly top hats.)
I've felt a little useless lately. I've been realizing how many of my summer goals I didn't actually accomplish (get more flexible, learn to play the guitar, for example)... and although I did acomplish some of them--& believe me, some of those turned out quite well, & don't think I'm complaining because I've enjoyed this summer terribly--but I'm still fighting with my annoyance with myself for not being harder on myself. 'Cause I really should be. Harder on myself, I mean. I give myself too much slack.
No more. I have almost exactly a month before school starts (& God, I am so torn over that), & I know exactly what I want to do. I just have to do it.
I am helping Amanda & Carol with the kidlings' Midsummer this week, which will alliviate much of my uselessness. Man, those kids are nuts. There's sixteen of them, & it feels like thirty. The only one I knew from before is Anthony; & it's like almost every group of theater kids that age: there's a set of older girls, who are pals & can handle stuff you throw at them; there's a couple boys who are always horsing around with each other; there's a few younger, quiet, soft girls who are nearly impossible to tell apart; there are the couple of younger, curly little boys who are earnest & adorable; the one loud, energetic tomboy; & there's at least one utter handful (she seems okay, though--easy to get back in line, just a little loud). It should be fun, I think. Plus I get to work with Amanda, which is good, as I never got to before.
& tonight was my last tap class of the summer. Man, I'm gonna miss that. Maybe I can get my Mum to pay for the fall classes, because now that I've started again I really don't want to quit. I want to stretch & work out so I can learn the crazier moves, & I want to make time to really practice the fundamentals & improve my balance & the steps I just can't seem to get right. I want wild arms & snappy riffs & sparkly top hats. (Well, not sparkly top hats. Well. Maybe a few sparkly top hats.)
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Here's looking at you, kid. (...in the eye.)
Date: 2006-08-22 06:04 am (UTC)(I guess you oughta look your gentleman straight in the eye too)
Date: 2006-08-22 06:43 am (UTC)