Hey. Do you want to see something kind of cool? It is not very cool, but it is a little cool. You know all about Corsaire, I assume, unless you have never read this before. Well, I was a virgin whore, I mean, an Odalisque.

Guys, I am not a great dancer. I don't claim to be. But you know what? That's why I'm not a professional. But I do like it. And I had a lot of fun being and Odalisque, and I'm kind of proud of myself.

So here it is. Don't make fun, because I know I'm not great. It's just here for amusement, and some people have asked me to see it. So I'm the one on the very right of the screen, and I do the second variation.

Fun. :-)

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Watch UBallet's production of UBallet as a drinking game. Ooooh fabulous. In other words, I'm totally wasted.

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Holy crap do you know what I just watched? Probably, from the subject line. I watched Corsaire!!! Like, instead of writing my paper. You know what? It wasn't that bad!!!

Also:

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Guys, a week ago I thought I would never say this, but today I can honestly say, CORSAIRE WILL BE AWESOME. I know pretty much everyone who reads this (except Jon, who is damn well coming to the show) lives in Florida and can't really come see me, but still, this is one of the coolest things I've ever done. I'm so incredibly proud of UB. And me. I am probably amazing.

I've spent the last three hours sewing new pointe shoes and coloring (with Sharpies, for realz) white flat shoes. I spent three hours earlier today both selling tickets and correcting all the mistakes that came with the music editing. I will spend an hour tomorrow tacking my tutu so it is flatter, because apparently the 5 or so hours I've already spent on it are not enough.

Seriously, this production is fabulous. I will post pictures soon to prove it.

If you happen to be a UC kid, or just generally near Chicago, you should come see us tomorrow (Saturday, so today I guess) at 8pm and/or Sunday at noon. It is only $5 and it is so so worth it.

Labels: ballet, corsaire

My stomach is making noises exactly like the ones my cat Boris makes when Jon kicks him across the room. Why now? Why am I so sick during tech week? Tonight was our last real rehearsal, my last chance to improve my dancing instead of just running it onstage. I couldn't dance. I could barely mark. I feel like I'm going to die because of the minimal amount of physical exertion I just, um, exerted.

It doesn't help that I realized today that I will have no one next year. Jon will get a job and go away. Olivia will leave to God knows where. Ilana will be in Russia. And of course, I have no other friends because I am all pathetic like that. Fuck, I don't even have a place to live as of June 15th. I'm fucked.

Sorry. Self-pity over.

Labels: corsaire, friends, sick

Thank God. It is over. That was a horribly hellish week. I would love to do it again though if it wasn't for that horrible stage mother. I did get to be fabulous with Michael, though. And I got a picture with my one true love, Angel. He is so beautiful. Ignore his homosexuality.

Labels: abt, ballet, corsaire, school