Happy Thanksgiving!!

Things I am thankful for:

• my family : they rock my world!
  
• my boyfriend: he's pretty much amazing.
• the gospel: where would i be today without it?
• the ability to dance: to dance is to live, to live is to dance (Snoopy in Peanuts)
• the opportunity and abililty to attend BYU
• my friends: thank you for all your love and support that you have and still are giving me.
• the coolest roommates in teh world.
• the fact that i am alive!! what a great day to be alive!!!
• good books
• music
• and so many other things...

i really am thankful for so many things right now. I have a great life. There really isn't anythign to complain about. So I hope all y'all have a Happy Thanksgiving filled with friends, family, and yummy food.

HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!!!

A fantastic weekend

Well....the show went fantastic. Nothing happened to me while on stage, and I performed my heart out. I loved every minute of it, but I am kind of sad that it is over. :( But it's all good and I am ready for my break. I have all my classes today and no classes tomorrow. I do have to work Wednesday, but then after that I'm home free for a few days. Although I do have to write a Research paper for my Religion class in that time period and work on another research paper as well....but I think I'll survive. :P

In other news this article makes me very happy. Finally!!! BYU is once again ranked! Wahoo!

It came anyways...

I think I spoke a little too soon. No sooner then I realized that everything was going great and I wasn't going to break down...I go to the training room. (this all happened Wednesday) I had been a little sore and stiff and I asked the trainer to work out some kinks. At the same time, I asked him to look at some itchy, red spots I had on the right side of my back. They had been there for a number of days and nothing was making them go away. He took a look, and told me I needed to go to the Health Center ASAP because he thought it was shingles. While shingles is usually an old person virus, younger people can get it too. So after breaking down and calling CPM to take me up to the Health Center followed by a call to my mom to tell her the news I was sitting in the doctor's office at the Health Center. My doctor was very nice, took one look at my back and confirmed the trainer's guess. I am now taking these great drugs...well...actually they're not all that great, they're huge and I have to take them 5x a day and I'm having a hard time remembering to take them...BUT the good news is that I am doing much better. However...after that little breakdown I thought I would be good to go. NOT! Later that night at rehearsal we had to run the show TWICE. I almost died. And then I cried. And missed an entrance. But its all good. I felt much better Thursday, and then last night our show went fantastically. Tonight is the final show and pretty much everyone I know is coming tonight. Which is exciting!!! I'm kind of nervous to perform tonight, but I know it will go well and the many hours of rehearsal will pay off. Now if only my back would stop itching....

Remember last year? Or how about years past? (which I don't have blogs about) Or maybe you don't remember years past...but I do. It always seem that the week of a show I break down. I let a million little things build up in my life, something comes along and tips the scales and I end up breaking down. I was talking to my mom yesterday and she asked when my breakdown was going to happen...and you know what? I don't think it will happen. I don't feel stressed about our show, it's going to be awesome, we're ready and all that jazz. I really haven't been letting other things build up and I just overall feel really good about all this. :-D

I hope all y'all are coming to my show, it really is going to be fantastic. It's this Friday and Saturday night the 16th and 17th at 7:30pm in 166 RB. Tickets are at the HFAC ticket office for $5 each. It's going to ROCK!!

my apologies

to the boy who got in the elevator on the 3rd floor of the JFSB who i said a very nice "hello" and "how are you" to because i thought you were someone else; specifically one of my FHE sons. because honestly, you definitely looked like him until you looked at me with confusion on your face and I realized that i was in the wrong. i'm sure you thought i was crazy, which i am...and for that...i am sorry.

where????

Where has the week gone? Today is Wednesday.....and I'm having a hard time believing that I have already reached mid-week! Today I don't have to dance...instead I have a conference with my professor, and my English class is optional to attend today and I'm not going. My weekend plans sort of start tomorrow, I am going to the BYU-TCU football game tomorrow night followed by Ballet West's 3 Musketeers on Friday night and DanceSport on Saturday night. It's going to be one culture, fun-filled weekend and I am so excited for it! Maybe that is why time is going so quickly...although in times past it has felt that whenever I have exciting things going time slows down to a crawl until my fun activities happen. Not this week friends! Hurray for it being hump day!!! :-) Enjoy yourself!!

I had an interesting experience this week. But, I must give you some history first in order for you to understand why this experience meant so much to me.

When I was about 3-4 years old my dad worked at Weber State University. One day my mom and I were walking across campus to go and visit my dad. As we were walking across campus we walked through a building where they were holding some kind of audition for something ballet oriented. I specifically remember seeing tall girls in black leotards, pink tights, and pink sweaters over their leotards. I remember telling my mom that I wanted to watch them, and we walked over to some important looking lady at a table with a money box. She informed us that it was a closed audition and we weren't allowed to watch. At this point something inside of me decided that that is what I wanted to do: dance ballet. The lady gave my mom the name and number of some dance studio close by and before I knew it I was enrolled in a creative dance class. I loved it, and shortly later started my first ballet class. My mom thought it was just a phase and I would grow out of it, but lo and behold I haven't grown out of it and I'm still dancing today.

Fast forward to Thursday afternoon. I was in the dance studio and was somewhat frustrated with class and myself and all that jazz. Now, people stop by and watch all the time, and it does help when they watch I feel like I have an audience and I perform just a little bit more. Well on Thursday just as we were finishing barre and going into our center exercises I noticed a little blonde-haired girl standing in the doorway with what I am going to guess was her grandmother. The minute I saw that little girl just staring with big eyes and so enthralled with what we were doing, I couldn't but help think of how I got interested in ballet. I started dancing for that cute little girl. I smiled at her whenever I could and just danced really pretty. I couldn't help but hope and wish that this cute little girl standing in the doorway was falling in love with ballet and would one day want to do it too. I would love to be the reason that somebody began ballet at a young age, I think that would be the coolest thing in the world.