Goodbye

After repeatedly trying to create on of those picture things I decided to just write about my final post.  Although it was fun to do the blog posts it's not something I'm going to continue to do.   As you can see I'm very bad with computers and so my blog is very plain and simple.  Also, if it weren't for the prompts I would most likely have nothing to write about.  To me, although I don't know much about blogs or bloggers but I think blogs are just a very open form of facebook.  Anyone can see a blog and I just find it weird that random people I don't know can be reading things about me.  Whereas on facebook it's only people you choose to accept and friend that can see what you choose to put on it.  I think blogging is great for people who like it and want to see other peoples stories and opinions out there but I don't think blogging is for me. So although it's been fun, this is all that my blog will contain.
- Tori

Nostalgic Song

Being that I'm a dancer, I have done many recitals and dances in my life.  Because of this there are many songs I can choose from which would bring back a lot of memories.  After thinking about this for a long time I finally came to one that brings back one of my fondest memories.  'The Color Purple' was a Broadway show and in 2007, for my dance recital we did a dance to the song, 'The Color Purple Reprise.'  For some reason our teacher was very passionate about this dance and when we usually start working on a recital dance in January/February we started working on this dance in November.  I remember having the choreography changed weekly until our teacher thought it was perfect.  Our teacher would constantly hold us after class because he wanted to see it just one more time.  Then it came down to if we didn't do it perfectly we had to stay after class until we did.  I started to dread going to that class because it was so exhausting.  The class which was generally an hour lasted at least an hour and a half each week.  The first half hour was dedicated to warm ups which that alone can make you completely exhausted and then we had to do our dance.  The dance was strenuous and took a lot of energy, we were throwing ourselves around jumping, kicking, leaping, even rolling on the floor at some points.  The week before the recital our teacher made us come in 2 additional times that week to rehearse that one dance.  I remember thinking to myself that I couldn't possibly do this dance anymore I had done it so many times that I could do it in my sleep and I didn't understand why our teacher made us do it so much.  Opening night of our first show our teacher sat front row and everyone was SO nervous for him to see it, we knew that if it wasn't perfect we were going to yelled at like we couldn't even imagine at class the next week.  It was finally our turn to go on an we all stood back stage holding hands getting ready to take the stage.  We started on a blackout so we all guided each other onto the stage.  As we found our spots and the music started and the lights rose we knew we had to give the performance of a life time.  We did the dance the best we could, the best we've ever done it and at the end we all looked at our teacher in the front row and saw him crying.  Which of course made all of us cry and we were just SO pleased with ourselves and so happy that we made him proud.  It was that moment that I knew I wanted to perform forever.  It is something that I enjoy greatly and I never want to stop.

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One event that I will never forget was Eglevsky's Ballet, The Nutcracker.  From my first audition back in 2002 to my final show in 2004.   In 2002 I was too young to audition and didn’t have enough ballet training but I went anyway.  I just wanted to see what it was like.  I didn’t make it that year and when it came time for auditions the following year I didn’t want to do it.  I decided a half hour before the auditions that I wanted to do it so I went.  Two weeks later my mom picked me up from school surprising me with the news that I had made it.  I was a mouse and I started rehearsals that week.  I remember feeling so important telling all my friends where I was going when I had rehearsal and when they came to see me perform and I got to come out of the stage door.  I made the production in 2004 as well, this time I was a soldier.  Both years I got to miss a day of school for a full dress rehearsal on the Friday the show was opening.  The Nutcracker is definitely something I will remember forever.

Thanksgiving Break

As Thanksgiving break gets closer and closer more and more of my friends are becoming more excited and even putting countdowns on their doors until they go home.  When I was talking to my younger cousin, he asked me why everyone was so excited to come home.  He said "I thought college was the best four years of your life?" That really got me thinking.. why is everyone so excited to home?  Why am I so excited to go home?  I realized that at least as a freshman this is all new to me.  Being with out adult supervision all the time and not having to constantly ask if I'm allowed to do something is exciting at first but after a while you start to miss it.  You miss not having responsibilities, having someone to do things for you, or you sometimes even miss having that older figure who's always there to help you.  Yes, there are computers and phones for you to communicate with your family but it's not the same.  Now's around the time when you start to realize that this is it, the "I'm at college and it's now time for me to grow up" realization.  You begin to realize that these breaks become more and more meaningful and more and more enjoyable.

Of course, there's also the "I can't wait to sleep in my own bed" and "I can't wait for real food" desires as well.  Even though this is Syracuse university, the beds as well as the food aren't the best.. Which again, I think makes going home that much more special.  I still have 3 days before I go home and I can't wait.  I'm going to see all of my friends from high school and of course my family who I haven't seen in a really long time.  It's going to be great to catch up with everyone but I know that once I get home I'm going to be counting down the days until I come back to SU because lets face it, college really is the best 4 years of your life.