I hated dancing for a while. I was SO discouraged. After the first week at my new studio I wanted to quit. It was kick-butt hard. I was seriously thinking about quitting. I just kept going though. I don't know why. I tend to not make the decision to quit because even though I don't want to keep going I can't quit. I'm SO glad I didn't quit... now. I LOVE this new studio and the teachers. My first impression of one of my teachers was: hardest, strictest, rudest, sassiest. She's now my favorite teacher. I am definitely done judging by first impressions :)
I love getting in my pink tights, black leotard, putting my hair in a bun and strapping on my new pointe shoes. I'm not the best in the class and am so happy that I'm not. I find a weird joy from working hard, even if my grand batma (french spelling???) sucked. I love driving home every day from dance and making that right turn that takes forever. I know this turned into a not so quick thought, but here is the moral of the story:
Don't quit what you think you hate. I definitely found love.
One of my favorite Belle and Sebastian songs!! Yum Yum I approve. And this post made me want to get around to all the things I've been seriously putting off art-wise. This is my passion! No one needs to press my future but me! I needed this post today. I love you!!!
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Oh Lex, you make me feel so good! Thanks. Love you much.
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