New York, New York!


New York, New York!

So I have been away from my blog for a while due to many many many issues life has thrown me in the past month. I was thrown mono, parking tickets, IRS crap, and the lack of a job. But, one great shining beacon of hope and light was my decision to move to New York next summer after I graduate with my BFA in Dance from ASU.

When I hear myself talk to other people about this, it sounds very anti-climatic because of how far away it is and kind of typical in the dance world, but on the inside I am shaking with joy and anticipation with the decision because:

1. I have never lived far from home and my immediate family
2. I have never been NY and it seems like a grand new frontier for me to explore
3. (and most importantly) the decision is symbolic for taking my dream for dancing professionally in a big city and makes it a reality. And in my mind, the phrase “I’m going to move to New York and dance!” went from sounding like a dream filled, airy notion of an idea inspired by shows like Glee, and is now a weighted reality like having a baby. Maybe, not as serious but REAL!

The trick to this reality was making a brief 21 step plan to follow for the next year. I turned it into a picture that I will print out, blow up, and hang in my room to cross out things I have finished, it’s the background on my phone, and my daily reminder of what my ultimate goal is.

Now that goal of New York is what has been pushing me through my days of despair as I fight with the crap life has been throwing me lately. it’s been rough and discouraging at times (to say the least) but, I know I will prevail =)



I Have Mono… Yay!


102.4 fever and shivering like a tiny scared chihuahua. I am immensely tired and I haven’t done anything all day really. Walking feels like running, and I honestly am typing with just my index finger. Why write a blog? You might be asking. I say, because I refuse to let this sickness mess up my daily regime too much. Yeah, it sounds very defiant but I don’t really know how to be sick.

When I was a Junior in high school, I got strep throat. I was sent home for five days, and was advised to stay in bed. Since I was not too terribly fatigued, I choreographed two full dances in my living room. I had formations written down, written out counts, and had a list of dancers at my high school I wanted to ask to dance it.

Also, in the 6th grade, I had the flu… BAD! And instead of staying in bed all day, I crawled around the house and cleaned the house because I was bored. I cleaned the bathroom and living room all on my hands and knees, in between naps of course.

Moral of the story, I do not know how to be sick. If I have an ounce of life in me I will live it.I guess I’m also trying to stay positive as well since I know I could be sick for weeks. But, for now, I will wrap up in my comfy ruby red blanket and watch Grey’s Anatomy and Scandal as my puppy, Hero, naps on my feet. YAY TELEVISION!!!