And So The Week Ends...

It doesn't feel like a saturday today. I can't believe we only have a few days left to dance. Dawn taught the technique class this morning but you should have seen everybody. We all had bags under our eyes, we were all sleeping during yoga class, and we all looked like we needed a break. First off, at the end of yoga class Lorelai who is the instructor, lead us into a deep relaxation period of a just about 6-10 minutes where you lay completely still. Today you heard bouts of snoring all around the room. I thought it was pretty funny but I admit I did fall asleep. But I didn't snore. After that class we had technique and thank GOD for Dawn. She gave us a somewhat easy routine that was slow and relaxing but also sensual.

We had an easy day today. The biggest surprise was composition class. Nick was teaching about musicality in dance. When music comes on, what moves you? Do you move to the beat, or the words, or neither?

I say this was a surprise because in my journal last night, I had written that I wanted to create a dance like a song. I wanted to have the dynamics you'd find in a song to be melted together in dance form.

So we made a circle and he put on different songs from different genres and whatever and whenever we felt like something was moving us, you'd go in the circle and do your thing. It was all improv. Rufus Wainwright came on and I didn't feel anything. A few more songs... nothing. I am a big music person when it comes to dance. If I don't have the right song, I don't feel it as much in my body. I think it's the michael jackson, gloria estefan, and irene cara type of music that I grew up on that really installed this hesitance or picky-ness in dance music. But then a hip hop song came on and of course the 4 san marcos girls joined in and got the party started. Then a gwen stefani song came on after and I just started jumping. Just jumping. I felt like jumping so I did and I guess I sort of started a moving mosh pit after nick fell in it with me. So that was pretty cool.

But what I learned about myself and about the type of musicality I look for in dance is not all uncommon. As a musician I look for good music with amazing lyrics-- it has to be unique and in a league of its own for me to really LOVE music. As a dancer, I look for the different sounds that I can make choreography to. If a piano has a certain riff, I am attracted to it because I'm not dancing to the sound of the voice singing, but to something in the background.

I hope that makes sense.

When I was younger, I would choreograph a dance to Footloose and have cute little movements and throw a cartwheel in there. I now have to have meaning behind movements. A song is a song, but when choosing a reason and a purpose to make a dance, I want to be able to mix in strong movements and strong meanings.

Anyways, i'm going to veg out tonight. I'm ready to take a shower and maybe start choreographing something. But I must say that it's nice to be alone for once. I have nothing against the girls. I love them with all my heart. But I don't think I have ever missed BOYS so much in my life. We have 3 guys in our class and all of them are GAY. They are precious, but I miss my guy friends. I really do. No joke. The hormones are getting to be too much for me. I also miss my roommate.

Tomorrow is Frisco day! I'm stoked. we're leaving at 7 and taking a drive. I think Dawn is there right now so she might hitch a ride back with us. Which means it'll be a little crowded but her company will make it all worth it. She's amazing. And any time to spend with her and pick apart her mind will be an amazing experience.

I'll be sure to take pictures.

Mucho Love-o

Ck