holy fucking shit i just wish i was skinny.
I suppose that it is the end of the year and that I should attempt to reflect on my goals that I have hoped to attain at the beginning of this year. After studying for AP Global History, an exam in which I am most likely failing, I decided to not go to sleep but rather settle my anxious pre-16th birthday mind by reflecting on my beautiful and pretentious tumblr.
Let me start by saying that I’ve met amazing people this year. People who have, in a dramatic sense, changed my life. Okay, maybe just my mentality but let me have that statement. I have met people who have made fun of my God awful musicality. I have met three amazing close friends in high school. I have met and worked with the most amazing ballet and modern teachers on the planet (in my opinion). These people have had detrimental effects on my mentality and attitude regardless of whether they had played a genuine role in my life or have just served as some sort of obstacle to achieve my goals.
Goals. Last year, when I took my first open Advanced Beginner ballet class with Beth Goheen at Broadway Dance Center I told myself I would take an intermediate class the year that followed. I did, and now its my regular Saturday class at Peridance Capezio Center. My biggest goals that were achieved this year were my acceptances to the summer intensives of my choice, Ballet Hispanico, Dance Theatre of Harlem, and The Ailey School.
I could not have achieved these goals without my studio, my two amazing teachers who have been so supportive, and my three close friends. Before this year and before my amazing private classes with my favorite teacher, my negativity was a serious hazard to both my mentality and technique as a dancer. When I realized that I did not have time for that crap, as both my old teacher and I nicely phrase it, I noticed the most serious and rapid improvement of my life.
So to the next year coming ahead (I’m turning sixteen in an hour), I hope to keep that attitude. I hope to value the performance skills I’ve learned. Most of all, I hope this dance journey continues to be an authentic and ambitious one. Authentic self, authentic turnout.
And here comes sixteen! :)