so the much awaited holidays are finally finally finally here! (and did i mention FINALLY)

and against my better judgement, i gave in and went for hip-hop class. thank goodness i did, i never enjoyed it as much as i have that night. some play music, others play computer games, some sing, some run, some dance. we all de-stress in our own ways :)

and realising that i'm one of the best in the class made me so high (ego trip! ego trip!) that it even spurred me to open my big fat mouth and shove my 2 big feet right in by offering to teach them jazz as well, to widen their dance perspective. now, i do NOT do jazz well. i do NOT do jazz! so why am i offering. the only thing i can do is cheerleading, which is NOT jazz, it's not even dance! cripes :( but i've made my bed and i'll have to lie in it, so i'd better quickly go grab one of my jazz-dancing maniac friends and learn something more substanstial. oh dear.

going to the home to teach the residents dance woke me up from my priviledged life, if only a little, but i can safely say that i'd like to continue. and now i'm shopping for a street jazz class :)

and boy, have i indulged myself. gym sessions, waking up late, massages, endless chocolate and non-stop playing of csi, house, greys and ER. this is life!!!

so as i'm off to camp (groan groan groan) with a bunch of kiddos in a futile attempt to play mentor to them, i wish you all fun too! :)

it's just one more week to my end-of-posting test and it'll be term-break! i can't wait. it's been wayyyyyyyy too long since i've had a proper break! :)


my friend has asked me to join her in her hip-hop class, it's something i'd love to do. especially since they're combining it with charity work, by performing for homes and stuff. it's killing 2 birds with one stone! i get to feel good about doing charity work and i get to dance. how wonderful!

(not that i ever took ballet, i was horrendous at it - even managed to get myeslf kicked out from class says alot about my standards, doesn't it?)

i never knew how good i was at dance till i joined cheerleading. i always figured that i definitely wasn't amongst the best few, but i sure hoped i wasn't among the last few. somewhere in between cut it just nice. but in cheerleading, under the tutelage of the more accomplished dancers, i suddenly realised how much i've improved. i could handle virtually any dance steps you throw at me, despite how little time i had to prepare compared to the rest of the squad.

and i became good enough to even correct them and show them how it should be done. i never knew. the things you can do, if you have people who're willing to take a chance on you! such people are heaven-sent. truly.

i'd like to say it opened my eyes to a whole new world of dance, and of course that i took up the offer to dance in the hiphop group.

but that's not the way life works, and too many things conspire to keep me from dancing.

first of which would be my next rotation of OB/GYN. =( of which i am most definitely NOT looking forward to. where i'm headed is notorious for tutors who hate teaching, anal-retentive professors, nurses who routinely shove medical students out of the way for their own nursing students to do deliveries instead, fussy patients and basically, being treated like scum of the earth.
but i've always loved OB/GYN, and despite all that, i'm going to try and make it work. after all, if i haven't experienced it for myself, i'm not going to know, am i? so here's to catching as many sweet babies as possible and entering the OT as much as i can! :)

and there's still the next bunch of cheerleaders to deal with. squad politics are never nice. always nasty. and not easily resolved. i'm not sure if i'm committing to Nationals next year, i don't know if i have the time and energy to coach and train at the same time, and still deal with politics.

maybe if i quit cheerleading i'll have time for dance. then again, there's so many other sports i could do!

meantime, it'll just have to wait. first, the test, then term break here i come! :)