Sadness.

Hello there my lovelies,

Today was one of those days. I just feel really sad. For starters I am taking a little break from dance and I didn't realize that I would kinda miss my dance troupe and the excitement of getting ready for a performance. Now I don't even have a performance to get ready for. I will be starting a new class next week. I miss the excitement of performing in front of an audience. Last Saturday's performance made me feel alive.

The weather kinda got to me and I am having one of those days where I feel totally worthless. I felt like the ugly duckling today. But I went to the gym after work and worked out and broke a sweat. I felt so much better after. Going to the gym is my personal time to work out, think and reflect. Yesterday I didn't go to the gym and I felt pretty crappy.

I have more to write, but I am in the middle of watching my fave show. I'll continue later.

Ciao Ciao.

Even More Rental Hell

Hello there my lovelies,

You ever look forward to a call from someone, and they just don't call ? Not only do they not call, but everytime your phone rings it's everyone else in the world instead of the person you want to hear from ? This happens to me regularly. In fact, it happened today. It will happen tommorow and probably all weekend.

If you thought my last entry about work was bad, then you didn't hear about this week. This week is taking the fucking cake. One of my coworkers walked out Monday morning when it was our busiest ever. She just got up and walked out. Needless to say, she is fired and I certainly won't be missing her. Not only that but I had an asshole guy cuss and yell because I had to take a security deposit for a car. There were half of us and double the work. My boss even left a little early for a doctors appt so there was just me and another person. I got out an hour and a half after closing.

After work my boss called me and told me that he was very proud of me for sticking it out at work. It was nice of him to call me just to tell me that.

I am supposed to be at the gym right now, but I am not. I am just too exhausted. I guess I can go tommorow, but I should be more disciplined.

I am also taking a little break from dance because I am in the process of finding a new teacher. I will start again next week.

I have so so so much more to write, but I am gonna have to end it now due to exhaustion.

Ciao Ciao.

 

 

Rakassah

Hello there my lovelies,

Yesterday was our big performance. A couple things went wrong. For starters they put us on the small stage and cut down how many dancers we could have. There were about 10 of us and they only allowed 5 of us to be on at a time. We had three routines. That meant that we all couldn't dance all three dances. So instead of me being in 3 routines, I could only do one. The other girls got to do 2 routines, but they only let me do one.

That also meant that I worked hard to learn the choreography for 2 dances for absolutely nothing. I was so pissed. All those hours or practice for nothing.

But............... I was able to do my sword routine on the floor. My sword dance was part of a routine with other girls that danced with veils and other girls dancing with the sword standing up.

While I was dancing all eyes were on me. People didn't really watch the other girls in my routine that much. I was the only one getting down and dancing on the floor with a sword on my head and people loved it. In fact, in bellydance there aren't a lot of people that dance on the floor with a sword.

My routine was two minutes. That made my night perfect, even though everything else didn't work out. I haven't performed for a while. I forgot what it felt like to get dressed up, put on tons of makeup and dance in front of a crowd. And it felt good, especially since I did a good job and the crowd there was full of people that love and appreciate bellydance. I saw a lot of people in the crowd taking pictures of me.

I put in all those hours of practice to learn how to dance with the sword. I got sore, bruised and sweat a lot. I put in 4-5 months of practice for a 2 minute performance. And it finally paid off. I never thought I would see the light at the end of the tunnel, so to speak.

Last night I finally bonded with my troupe. From the past entries that I wrote, you can tell that I didn't like half the girls there. I was the newest addition to the group and most of them didn't really talk to me, didn't really like my suggestions and were kinda catty/bossy.

But last night we all came together and bonded. And most came up to me and told me how they loved how I did with the performance. They gave me hugs and told me that I looked really nice in my costume. And they made me feel like I was actually part of the troupe.

A guy that I've been seeing took me there. I didn't think that he would be interested in bellydance, so I really didn't think he would come. Bellydance is more of a chick thing. But he knew it meant a lot to me and he took me there and watched me perform. And he loved the performance. And it was nice to have him there. We were both famished afterwards so then we went to Dennys after and loaded up on greasy food.

My teacher that left the troupe was also there and she told me that I looked so beautiful and was cheering me on while I was performing. That meant a lot to me. But what meant even more to me was that my friend that taught me the sword and went to practice with me on the weekends was there and took pictures of me, gave me roses and cheered me on. She was almost crying because I finally did it. She is leaving to Finland in a couple of weeks. She's gonna be gone for 3 months and I am gonna miss her so much.

Anyways, I will end it right here. I also volunteered yesterday, but I will write about that later. That needs an entry of its own.

Ciao.

My Sword Dance

Hello there my lovelies,

I've talked about my sword dance for so long, and I'm sure y'all have had no idea about what it looks like.

So, here are some pics I took last night. This was my dress rehearsal for my performance today. I am glad that I finally have pictures of this.

Okay, gotta go for now. Ciao.

A Day In Rental Hell.

Hello there,

OMG. Today at work sucked so bad. It sucked big hairy, smelly donkey balls. Sometimes our customers just make me wanna go up to a wall and bang my head against it repeatedly. Seriously. Some people are so unreasonable, demanding and bitchy. I am usually very patient with people and really, I've worked as a waitress for a few years so I can handle bitchy/cranky/entitlement whore customers.

But today I had three bitchy demanding women that asked me the same questions over and over, in a row. I got off work 45 minutes late. The first woman was rude and played the race card. She was awful, but I will skip her for now. I really don't have the energy to talk about her.

The last bitch(oops, I mean woman) took the cake. I picked her up around 5:45 from the body shop. We close at 6pm. First she managed to negotiate a car for an unreasonably low rate. After that was over, I was hoping that I could get her to our branch and get her on her way.

Nope. She forgot her drivers license. She was bitching and whining when I refused to rent her a car without a license. Um, last time I checked, the law states you can't be on the road without a license, so why the fuck would I rent her a car without one and break the law??

So, I had to drive her ass all the way to her house so she could get her license and then drive her back and rent the car.  Even though we were technically closed by the time I took her to her house. Lemme tell you that traffic here in San Jose is no picnic. I hit every traffic light on the way there. The whole time her kid was screaming and crying. And to top it all off she asked me the same stupid questions over and over. We're closed on Sundays and she kept asking me why we were going to charge her for the car if she kept it on Sunday.

I work my ass off. I don't care anymore. It is time to look for something else. I do my best, and I always bend over backwards to help my customers. But when they bitch and moan and don't allow me to offer solutions, then they can go and fuck themselves. I am so tired of being a doormat.

Did I mention some guy that rents from us decided to play around and act like he was gonna run me over in the parking lot?? I don't joke around in front of cars. And he couldn't understand why I didn't find it amusing that he was in a big truck and awfully close to me while I was walking. I didn't realize it was a customer, so when he was doing that, I was cursed at him. There goes my customer satisfaction score.

And today I also went to my last dance practice with my troupe before our dance performance on Saturday. I am so glad this is it. I love to perform, and I am looking forward to it, but I am looking forward to NOT having to put up with those girls anymore. I will miss some of them, but not the rest. No more snide remarks, no more feeling left out, no more bossiness. No more cattiness. Now I can go find a new teacher.

Anyways, it's late and I have a long, long day tommorow. Ciao :)