Today….

…the cutest thing happened! My class seemed like a hurricane…everything was freezing around and people were literallyfreezing, myself included. With my brilliant mind, I had forgotten to put on a jacket, resulting in a just freezing body. My teeth were chattering so fast I could barely speak. My frozen hands had a hard time writing down all the notes. Just then my savior came! He, after noticing I was petrified, jumped out of his seat, and hurriedly took his warm jacket off. I just could accept, he would freeze to death, but my teacher came tomake the situation even more embarrassing but just perfect. He said, “Isn’t he a gentleman…you should appreciate it.” Then, I had no other option. Soon, the jacket was over me. The warmth of the body heat still hadn’t left leaving it exactlylike heaven. The shivering stopped at once, but I didn’t enjoy this new warmth without suffering on the inside for my dearest friend and savior. Every half a second I would glance at him to see if he was cold. No time did he show any sign of bother with the furious wind. From this day on he is and will always be a true gentleman. This act was just the quintessence of courteousness. Thank you, friend!

And five, six, seven, eight…

Ballet Nacional de CubaPlié one, relevé two, fifth positon three….

This is how every morning goes by for me. My vacation has been only ballet! Up I go, 6:30 in the morning. Waking up is soooooooo hard. I just can’t seem to get out of bed. With great force of will, I leave my comfy and warm bed. Can you believe I’m gonna trade this for a ballet class?! Well that’s me. Balelt has been my passion since I was like five…just kidding! I just started being so obssesed about it. I’ve been dancing since like always, but consistently for about six years now. Dancing is just part of who I am now. Everything in my life basically evolves around three things: church, ballet, and, of course, school. Going back to my early rise….I actually need to leave home only at 7:20, but I’m almost sleep walking forcing me to do everything with extra slowness. Putting on my tights is the best scene ever. I almost topple over. I can’t stand on one leg for too long, so I end up falling down quite a few times. Once I’m ready, I have to get to class. There, everything is really cold. Freezing from head to toe, I have to get courage to put on only me warming socks and start warm-up. Class starts at 8:00 o’clock sharp. My teachers are just the best. They speak only spanish, so I can hardly understand anything they say. The first one is really mean. He is very perfectionist about arms and where to turn your head, but he is really serious. You can’t seem to allow yourself to dance with the music so much with him. He holds you back. Another teacher is the funniest one. He helps us let go and dance. His classes are all about going with the music and dancing, really becoming a ballerina. The last teacher is my favorite, I guess because he is the nicest one. He doesn’t make fun of anybody and remembers every student. He even knows my name! Now he can’t stop calling me anymore….which is really hilarious. I have an hour and a half of classical class that really warms everybody up. Them we have two more classes. My physical conditioning class is the hardest one for me. I don’t really have that much flexibility, but I hope to have it someday. I haven’t done much pointe class because of my tendinitis. My foot really hurts on pointe shoes. I can barely stand (on pointe) on my left foot without it hurting. I also have repertoire. This helps us have an idea of what professional dancers do. It’s really hard, but challenging enough to encourage us to do it. A last class I can have is pas de deux. This class is incredibly hard but entertaining. There are some dancers that are doing the course and they help and learn with this class. Basically, they turn us in pirouettes (super fun!) and lift us up (freaking out!). I actually turned a triple pirouette with a boy turning me, which is soooooooooo much fun! I was so proud of myself, but I can’t do it anymore. Like I said to my sister another day, everything I do the first time, I do it well. The next times, the more and more sloppy it will become. Just like school work!

I enjoy dancing all morning long and hope to enjoy until the end of this week. From then on I won’t do the course (traveling, of course), but I hope to see my friends presenting at the end of the month! And five soté, six plié, seven chassé, eight reverance…..

My friends…

I am just going crazy! My friends and I have been having the best laughs! Out of NOWHERE we start laughing histerically. Well, I haven`t written in a while, but I hope to start writing again with the pressure of my super friends! Alvy and Carol, just love laughing with you! Make sure you keep pressureing me to write, even though you are currently drunk, V!
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Vacation is coming up and new things are about to happen! Gonna keep updating!
Wish me luck!

Dance shoes…

So, I haven`t been writing for a while, but I`m back.

I bought the most amazing ballet shoes ever! They are beautiful and perfect. Even though, my feet aren`t perfect for dancing, they look good in the shoes. I bought them in SP for only 80,00 reais, and they were just released. The shoes called Toshie. I`m just in love with it.

At the store I bought gorgeous collants, and a slipper with heels (really comfortable btw!) All much cheaper! I hope to buy more pointe shoes! P.S. I use them a lot!

Oh! I`m dancing this month, so wish me luck on all those tiring rehersals! =D

See ya!

WordPress in School!

This is awesome! It is the first time wordpress works in school for me. This might not happen again so I`m documenting it by writing a post!!! =D

Hope this happens again! Bjinhos

The Memorable Moments in Life…

Sunday night was the best! The GL (grupo de louvor) from my church sang in another church. It was so much fun!

To get there, we all went in one car, ten people in one car! The bumpy ride was rilarious! Everyone kept complaining of each other and pushing around. Once we got there, we had to set everything up, but most things were out of place. The songs had to be changed and everything was a mess. Even through all this we kept laughing and joking around.

Everything was fine for our “louvor”. It ended so early that we decided to go eat ice cream at Sergel. Everyone was laughing so hard about anything. Davi told the worst jokes but were soooooooooo funny! =D

We all had lots of fun, the boys and my friend Pou took the day to kid around with me. This was so funny. Everything I did they would find and error and joke about it. It was just so funny.

I had lots of fun there and wish to do this again…

Dance!

Ballet shoesToday was my first ballet class after my injury. I had hurt my leg and couldn’t do any kind of excercise for like two weeks. My class was really tireing becasue I was out of the routine. My leg hurt a little, but I did it! It was so good to finally do some exercise. Everytime I saw someone dancing or doing some sport, I would die! But now I can finally do it myself. I can’t do everything I used to but I’ll get there soon so I can start improving again! Wish me luck!

Just as a note, I do ballet only three times a week but just missing two weeks I already felt the difference.

Casabranca!!!

This weekend was the BEST! I went to a small town called Casabranca. It is like the small little town where everyone knows everyone, just one big family. My friend’s grandma lives there and she took me there to spend a weekend.

I slept at her house right after UPA so we could get up early. By eight thirty we were on the road. Only two hours later, we got there. At first glance, the house was really simple and small, but once you get in everything gets bigger and more homey. Teh kitchen is seperated from the main part of the house, which I think is great! Well, my friend wasn’t feeling so well. We ended up sleeping….more specifically she slept and I read. My teachers don’t seem to give me a break! I had tons of homework.

At almost one, we went out to eat lunch. The outside of the restaurant was tiny, like a small doll house, but once inside, one room opened up to another until you got to a garden (beautiful by the way!). The food there was delicious. There were many fruits and food that never ended. I ended up eating lots. After lunch, we went to eat ice cream. It was sooooooooo cheap! You could by 14 spoons for 8 reais!!! Isn’t that awesome?!?!

Anyway, we got home and spent the rest of the afternoon doing…guess what?! Watching TV! I just turned off there. Everything was calm and there were no chores, no noise, no family to keep calling for you. It was just paradise there. We could just slouch on the couch all day long, eating ice cream, and talking amongst ourselves when something came up.

At night we ate pizza which was VERY good. It was lombinho com catupiry and my friend’s grandma heated it up to a perfect crunchy “massa”. It melted in your mouth,but the “massa” was good to bite! Perfect! Of course, we went to watch TV after dinner. It was like eleven when we decided to go to bed. In bed we talked for a long time. It was almost one when we drifted off into sleep.

On sunday, we were supposed to wake up to go to church, but we slept in until midday. Lunch was with Paula’s (my friend) cousins (Lidiane e Miriane). They are like the coolest people ever! Both sing really well and play every instrument you can imagine. So we ate lunch and ended up eating ice cream again. The whole afternoon was spent talking…really fun to get to know them better.

So I came back home at about five in the afternoon.

P.S. Can you believe that São Paulo lost to Santos?!?!? Just because I watched the game!

Good or Evil Professions?

lawyers-vs-doctorsYesterday, my father and I were discussing how doctors and lawyers are totally different. My mom had said that they were very similar professions, which lead to this discussion.

We believe that lawyers are always going for the evil side. They have to find the flaws in the evidence or story. Lawyers need to look at the negative side to win. Their objective is to hurt, incriminate the other person. Even the judge is there not to save but to convict.

Doctors, on the other hand, are there to save. They are always looking for ways to make thing better, ways to save people. Doctors not only cure, but look for flaws to fix and make better, not incriminate and accuse the person for having them. They are looking for hope in everything. Everything can be tried to save someone.

I believe that doctors push towards good and lawyers are always looking for bad. These professions are completly antagonists.

Acamps de Carnaval

This Carnaval I spent at a christian camp. It was four days full of fun and friends. Everything went well. Since I am in the diretoria (group of people that helps organize the stuff), I was really happy that everything went so well. There were no fights and acidents. Everyone was happy and friendly.

We had so much fun going down a waterfall. The boys were really helpful with everything and we had so much fun walking through the rock without slipping. The water was really cold, but the day was so sunny that everyone enjoyed jumping in freezing water. The only way to get there is by walking down a hill full of mud, so on the way back, when we were all wet, people got really dirty. The feet and hands were covered with mud. It took us ten minutes to get back to camp after being all muddy. The only problem was there were only two bathrooms: one for girls and another for boys. I was one of the last ones to take a bath!!!! Terrible isn’t it?!?!?!

Well, it was perfect anyway! I wish it could have lasted longer! It is so sad to get home and have nothing to do or have to do homework… At least I’ll see my friends in a few days.

Anyway, camp was awesome and funniest thing was seeing my friend Guilhereme sleep half the way back because he took a pill for anti-nausea (I think that is how you spell it…) When he woke up he was really confused, but we talked the rest of the way, which was really good. I hope the rest of the year is going to be like this: everyone having fun together and no fights.

Why do teachers have to give so much homework? I’ve got to stop writing to do it!

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