Journal 15
Sunday - 01-30-11
BWAH HA HA HA!!! I *definitely* just heard someone who lives above me start *blaring* the 007 theme!! Oh, the irony...
What a way to start the day!
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I had more dance lessons with Elena today! Huzzah! I really like working with her! It was pretty comical -- I showed up in tights today, so that my legs could be seen better, but she asked, "Where is your skirt?!?!" So much for trying to please!
We went back to Rumba, the technique we'd worked on on Friday, and then moved on to Cha Cha. Somewhere in the middle, we worked on Walks; more specifically: how to transfer weight.
That led into the concept of, "Silent Feet." -- Which is to say, Elena (and the other dancers) have so much control of their feet, legs, and transfer of weight, that when they take their steps, you *never* hear the "clunk" of a heel hitting the ground. It doesn't matter how fast they are moving either. Their feet arrive quickly, straight to the point, and with NO sound. (It is SO damn impressive…)
… But I can't do it yet, because my feet are still weak. Just have to practice, practice, practice.
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Coming back to Cha Cha, as we were working on locks, and she had me demonstrate for her, she picked out right away, "You got that from Vitaly, didn't you?" [He uses a technique that promotes an accent on the "4 and" of a lock step.]
Lena told me, however, that she uses a different technique from Vitaly, which is smoother or, as she put it, "gentle." ("laskоvyi" / ласковый) To her, the style that Vitaly uses is more masculine; as a girl, our movement should be softer. It was interesting to me, to get another point of view on it, and another technique.
As cool as it was, however, with all of the work we'd been doing (trying to pick up the precision in my steps, control of my weight transfer and steps, plus the new Cha Cha lock exercises), I got a little tuckered out towards the end of my lessons… I was so embarrassed, and more than a little mad at myself!! When you feel your body giving out on you, there's really not much else you can do, though. I'm just thankful it happened almost at the end of my lessons.
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I wanted to stay and practice, but I found out that I'd be moving back to my former host mum's house today, so I had to get back home to pack!! It's frustrating… I am dancing so much less, and not even being able to really practice after lessons -- and every time I have an opportunity to pack, I am having to run off and do something else!!!
Once I got home, I found out when the taxi had been ordered for, asked to have the time of the order pushed back so that I would have more time to pack, and then got to packing.
In a lovely twist of irony, I finished packing just slightly before the taxi was originally supposed to have arrived, and then the taxi we'd ordered arrived an hour late!!
I still feel slightly guilty for leaving though… My temporary host mum very obviously doesn't want me to leave. (She's been very vocal about it, too.) She mentioned to me that she won't be having any student staying with her this semester, because there wasn't a large group of new students coming. I am worried she will be lonely, some. (Though her daughter does call her, and I think they visit on a regular basis.) I will try to visit her…
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Whew! And now I'm all moved in to my former host family's house again!! It's good to be back!!!!
I missed having this comfortable bed!!!!
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Chatting with friends this evening revealed both humor and stress -- so here are the best of both worlds:
Humor:
[Speaking to a friend about a tactic he once told me about. Getting right up in someone's face, almost nose-to-nose, then saying, "Hey," to see how they respond. When used by a guy on a girl, it could potentially lead to a kiss, in a very playful manner. I imagine it works the same in reverse.]
Me:
In other news, is it bad if I totally want to pull your game of "Chicken - 'Hey'" on someone?
*laughs*
I *so* badly want to do that to someone. And I don't even really have anyone in mind.
I kind of want to do it to a Russian -- just to see what they'd do. XD (<- That's a face depicting laughter of the, "eyes squeezed shut" variety.)
But then, I'm not ever in a position I really want to do that to a Russian in.
It's like Oscar Wilde once said about marriage proposals, "Why, one may be accepted!!"
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Stress:
[Speaking to a friend about my Aunt's friend who offered to help me out, and I have been worried about not having responded to her.]
Me:
As for the email thing:
My aunt Linda knows someone who: "I am a Client Liaison not a recruiter. I work with the client to define what type of staffing solution they need from a Global Perspective. I will guide you and assist you because of my relationship with (my aunt)."
We were put in touch last week (well, the end of two weeks ago?)
She asked to see my resumes, which I sent to her.
And then this past Monday, she had responded with a few suggestions, gave me some links to check out.
And of course, let me know exactly what her profession was.
Then, the airport got blown up, I was changing dance coaches, packing to move, and trying to figure out university schedules, etc.
Needless to say, I didn't get back to her.
So, I'm worried I may have offended her
Because, well, she doesn't have to help me, and I don't even think that we've met.
Friend:
Jesus Christ, you worry about that?
Me:
Well...
I mean, if she was just offering to help because she knows my Aunt, and then I didn't even bother to respond…
Friend:
Worry about real things. Not whether or not some person you've never met checked their email lately.
*hug*
Me:
Well, if she really looks at my stuff, and what I send back -- that's work for her!
And so then I don't even really know what kind of compensation she usually receives for this.
I asked -- I mean, on the off chance that some combination of her help, and my work do lead to a job offer:
Am I going to be expected to reimburse her for her work, or does the company that would hire me pay her, etc.
It probably all sounds stupid to you
But, just think, I'm where you were a year ago.
Which is to say, flipping out about finding a good job.
I'm just flipping out about finding a good job, overseas. = O-o =
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"I'm just flipping out about finding a good job, overseas. = O-o =" <-- That right there pretty much sums up one of the most major roots of my stress at the moment!!
But, at least I can still laugh about it!
Love,
Moscow Kitty
=^__^=
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