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Well, a brief address to last entry's topic. We have set an appointment with the EMT on the 12th, until that time, I probably shouldn't sing. If I just tell myself it's not even for two week, i think i'll survive through the experiance. I'll try to keep you update with this, hit me over the head if i ever forget.
Let's see, what else has happened... *scratches head* Oh, wednesday i started a babysitting job with a few friends. We go to this church for two hours and watch somewhere around a 20 toddlers and infants. Last week i was abandoned, for just reasons, with all 6 of the toddlers by myself for around 45 minutes. At first, i had to calm the mini panic attack that fought in my mind, but once that was done, the near hour went smoothly. We played with crans and playdough, ate snacks, played hide and seek... Corrected some kids, got them of the counter and the table. Stopped arguements and fights over toys before they really got started. Conforted this adorable little girl when she got hurt. (SHE WAS SO CUTE!!! ^_^) Dealt with the smartest kid there when he usedd his smarts on me to do things he wasn't supposed to do. (never knew how difficult smart kids are. if/when i have kids, i will keep them dumb until their old enough to handle their smarts... I'll assume around 21... heehee, jk. I'm not eve that old)
Yesterday I went to the memorial service of Chi Ping Peng, the grandfather of one of my best friends. It was probably the most beautiful memorial service i have ever attended. Unlike most memorial's i went to, they weren't morning his death. They celebrated his life. It was amazing hearing all the things this 92 year old man did throughout his life.
Then we came home for a pitstop before heading off to my grandparents. At my grandparents, we ate dinner (ugh, i ordered this salad, bleh... nasty salad) and just hung out and talked 'till around 7:30 when my mum and i left for dance lessons.
Can i say i absolutely adore my dance partner?? Cause i really do. I just love Nathaniel. He's so amazing. We giggle and laugh all through the lessons like abnoxious teenagers, but i kinda think the teacher enjoys seeing us having so much fun because i've caught him smiling at us. Idk, if he's just doing that because teachers are supposed to do that to make bad students think they're actually good, but whatever. On the subject of the teacher, I would just like to say he's amazing. Like AMAZING. So fun and full of life and you can really, really tell he LOVES what he does. Last night he stayed over a half-hour with us (Nathaniel, Alex,Chelsey, and I) working on our form. (Haha, funny awkward moments to hang over people's head. ) That when he said what is quoted in my title. My reply to Nathaniel was something to this effect, "So, I guess we can conclude that ballroom dancing is NOT romantic seeing how much pain is involved"
For an example of what our teacher did to keep his arms up for correct form, he, while he was still learning in college, tied a broom across his back and his arms so his arms would stay up strait. O.o Nathaniel's response, "Whoa, that's hardcore."
After the extra private lessons, Nathaniel and I offered to help him get his stuff. (A suggestion from Nathanie's mother) We ended up talking with the teacher about dance clubs at colleges and the prizes you get if you win competitions. Then he gave us a CD of all the music we have been practicing with so we could practice at home everything we learned. He also asigned both of us to learn the ChaCha and the Salsa by next friday. It was flattering to know he likes us enough to give us extra work so we could progress faster.
At the same time, however, now we have extra work to do. XD
My response to Nathaniel, "So..... What are you doing tomorrow?"