Ugh.

Sep. 1st, 2003 11:01 pm
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Ow. Tired. Sore. First competitive team practice of the year. It was only an hour instead of two, and I'm completely worn out. Soooo out of shape. Remember nothing of technique for anything. Don't remember steps for most anything. We did the Int'l Rumba basic for most of the time 'cause of newbies, and dude. Ow. But it's coming back, slowly, slowly, slowly... Then we did various cha-cha (still suck at that), hustle (Kate and I couldn't do anything but the basic), swing (Peter managed to teach me three new moves he'd learned over the summer in the course of one song, and it all felt good, so yay!), and waltz (still love it). Ksenia played that damn "Sweetheart Tree" song for waltz, for which we all nearly shot her. Then she followed it up with the DAMNED Moulin Rouge hustle/merengue mix-thingy that we did at Phling last year and all got thoroughly sick of. But still, it was fun. Exhausting, but fun. Probably not going to the next comp. practice on Wednesday, or any Wed. after that 'cause of choir and a general long day on Tues./Thurs.

Speaking of long days, I get to have the funfun experience of three classes in a row, Writing Center training, and then the ballroom officers' dinner meeting tomorrow. Gone from 9 int he morning until 7 at night. Oh, God.

*

Also found out today that my roomie, Kate, reads fanfic.

In shock.

Really, really happy. *bounce*
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