June 15, 2002
ballet
Well, I felt much better on the way home yesterday. More about that later.
So our DANFORM class went to CCP yesterday. Marie Vee, Enzo and I hitched a ride with Karla. Then we waited in the main theater's buffeteria for Miss Katrina. We were soon joined by Krystal and Rain, then Miss Kat finally arrived. She let us sit in the theater while she and the rest of the dancers warmed up. Then their class started. Their teacher/trainer is some old Russian (well, we thought he was Russian; most great dancers are) guy named Anatoly, and he spoke really fast. We could hardly understand what he was saying, but we caught a lot of familiar ballet terms as he spoke.
Man, we sat there for 2 hours, and that was only their warm-up! Miss Katrina let us go then. So all of us rode back to school in Karla's car. Lucky it was only past 4, so I could still go home with Ari that day.
Ari and I had a nice long talk in the bus, and I gave the the letter I was supposed to give him that morning. I felt much, much better. He's the best.
Luv yah, hon.
So our DANFORM class went to CCP yesterday. Marie Vee, Enzo and I hitched a ride with Karla. Then we waited in the main theater's buffeteria for Miss Katrina. We were soon joined by Krystal and Rain, then Miss Kat finally arrived. She let us sit in the theater while she and the rest of the dancers warmed up. Then their class started. Their teacher/trainer is some old Russian (well, we thought he was Russian; most great dancers are) guy named Anatoly, and he spoke really fast. We could hardly understand what he was saying, but we caught a lot of familiar ballet terms as he spoke.
Man, we sat there for 2 hours, and that was only their warm-up! Miss Katrina let us go then. So all of us rode back to school in Karla's car. Lucky it was only past 4, so I could still go home with Ari that day.
Ari and I had a nice long talk in the bus, and I gave the the letter I was supposed to give him that morning. I felt much, much better. He's the best.
Luv yah, hon.
Posted by tymeless on June 15, 2002 at 05:03 PM | How's my acting?