Not sure how to describe this week.

Disgustingly slow? Exhausting and stressful beyond comprehension? A reason why I should not use my phone as an alarm or why I shouldn't just do all my homework before I sleep? A demonstration of why I should not be in Dance 3? Probably all of them. My ability to juggle my school work with after school activities and having to take the bus everyday is weak (which is why cross country had to be put aside this year...). It's not always good when I'm actually a giant procrastinator. Oh well.

Sorry I don't have any pictures. My mother took a couple, but I'm not sure you'd like to see me and a few other people strangling ourselves or doing an oh-so graceful looking plie in second position. You know what I'm talking about. The toilet position.

So during one of the performances, I kept on losing my balance during the double turns, causing me to prematurely stop my turn and land to regain my balance. It could be because the stage was tiny and we needed to do big movements with a group of 40 girls. Having only about a square foot of personal space ain't so good.
It's most likely 'cuz I don't practice my turns though, but all week it got me thinking about center of mass and equilibrium. When I turn on one foot, I go into a state of unstable equilibrium, and any deviation of my center of mass away from the point of support aka my foot would cause me to eat it. Which isn't very graceful. Granted, a song called "Battlefield" usually insinuates jerky movements, but still. I always feel a lot better when I am able to put both feet on the ground, so my center of mass is easier to balance between my two legs. Now if only I had the ability to not trip over air...

Well, at least that nightmare is over for the semester. Now to hula and a demonstration of why I really need to see a doctor for my bum knees.

Yay for stress week number 15 being over! Now to stress week number 16. Are those numbers right?