I am one excitable and exhausted critter…

I CAN DO WINDMILLS NOW!  ::waits for cheerful cheering to subside::
Weee-oo!  I was taking class from Trevor again and he was teaching the beginner steps to the windmill (the gymnast/breaker move)… then showed us the end result.
I said to myself, "Okay.  If he can do it, I can do it." 
And so I did it. 
It was AMAZING. 
Needless to say, I jumped up from the floor (where I’d just wiped out from sheer excitement) and started screaming and dancing around, "I THINK I DID SOMETHING COOL; I DID SOMETHING, WEEE!!" in a class of around 30 people.  Yep.  Thankfully they all know I’m special so I didn’t scare them too bad. 

My ten hour days are over for at least a little while.  There were auditions this morning where I received a scholarship for some free classes at Broadway Dance Center in NYC.  Which is pretty cool, especially since I’m planning on staying there for a while eventually…

Apparently one of the judges, a hip hop teacher that taught, really liked me.  I need to e-mail him and thank him for the class and let him know I’m available for work at any time. 

And Trevor is staying in town for a while!  I was SO excited- he’s going to take over my hip hop class for the next few weeks and since this was totally unscheduled, I’m compensated in pay AND I get to have Trevor teach me more absolutely awesome stuff! 

Ummm, also planning on entertaining him this weekend.  Our house is full of boxes but my dad can grill outside… GREAT shit right there… and my mom came up with the great idea that we should go clubbing down 6th St. 
WOW.  That would be a sight to see.  We would probably destroy Austin’s club scene.  He is a sick, SICK hip hop ninja.  Between his gymnast skills/capoeira/martial arts/technique/popping… gezis christ.
I have NOTHING on him but I could probably hold my own.  Hehe.  Hehe.  : )

My mom teasingly said, "You and Craven and him could all go fishing!" 
Heh. …Right.

I find it difficult to schmooze with people but with Trevor it’s different- I think it’s because he’s so down-to-earth and I know he’s the same age as me.  I guess I don’t even consider it schmoozing- we just get along.  *Shrug*
My director said he talked about me forever to her husband (who is basically serving as his chauffeur during his stay in Austin).  I felt EXTREMELY honored.  And before he was supposed to leave… he took down my e-mail address so if he had any jobs or anything for me he would let me know. 

Either way this weekend will be interesting.  So instead of going home and going to sleep, I get to go home and clean and organize boxes!  YAY! 

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Wearing::  Black sweatpants with IMAGE down the side in white, and a black tank top.
Eating::  Frozen yogurt.  Snacking.  I’m starving still.  Gained weight from dancing so much.  Who the hell knows what my body does.
Feeling::  Excited and exhausted at the same time.