The Black Keys | Lonely Boy
i genuinely think that choreography and production is something i’m leaning more towards. i’m going to business school after all…maybe i could change my focus to fine arts management instead of international business. that would give me the perfect opportunity to blend my one passion with my other.
i have a dance show this weekend. the last one of my high school career, and indefinitely the last one for a while until i settle in to the city scene and see what opportunities i can jump into.
i think our name this year, passion, it really fits for me. no matter how pretentious and condescending and thankless some of the people i’m surrounded with are, my passion for what i’m doing supersedes it all. i guess that sounds tacky, but when those lights come up and i’m performing, everything is in tandem…nothing could be wrong, and i’m so thankful that i have something beautiful like that to guide me. my mind is scraps of disaster and madness and it almost scares me to think that without dance the scraps may fall apart.
even if one person watches me, just one, and they see what i’m feeling, i’ve done what i needed to do. i know that i’m no prodigy, but i think my choreography and vision, they could really get me somewhere. there’s a story or two floating around in my madness, and the least i can do is share it. this is the only way i know how to articulate them anyhow.
i’m shedding all of the negative vibes right now. i’m making a list of what i need to get done. i’m making this last show my best one no matter what circumstances are impacting me.
apres moi, le deluge.
Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them alive. But I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s lookin’ for my own peace of mind; don’t assign me yours.