"You must have control of the authorship of your own destiny. The pen that writes your life story must be held in your own hand." ~Irene C. Kassorla

Thursday, September 23, 2010

Unexpected New Adventure!

Could this be the climax of this chapter in "Sara's Story???" A few weeks ago I randomly and unexpectedly tried out for the UVU ballroom dance team. I really didn't expect anything to happen except for maybe to get my face out there so when and if I actually became somewhat good at ballroom dancing, they might recognize me down the road. When I got to tryouts, they had me dance the Waltz and Cha-Cha. I felt okay about my performance but as the tryouts went on I felt more unsure so I kept telling myself, "This is just for fun Sara, this is just for fun." Me being the competitive person that I am, I really wanted to be on the team but I realized that most everyone else had been dancing pretty much their whole lives and that I should definitely not get my hopes up. The judges said, "Okay, now we're going to call out some numbers that we want to see how fast they can catch onto choreography, so those of you who's number is called, stick around. The rest can go home." They must have called 50 numbers and mine wasn't one of them. The only numbers that weren't called was mine and what seemed like the handicaps.. alright that was mean, but I honestly thought after that, that whatever chance I had before, it was gone out the window. So I went home and called my mom. I told her I didn't make it and told her I didn't even need to go look at the results. So I didn't. They posted them on Saturday night at 5 pm and I didn't even think twice about going to check if I made it or not. Well, Sunday morning rolls around and there's a thought in the back of my mind that I should at least go check while no one is around and no one was at the school since it was Sunday. So on the way to my cousins homecoming, I stopped by the school. I checked the doors and they were locked. Drat. Just as I go to leave, I see a news paper holding open the last door. Curiosity got the best of me. I looked around to see if anyone was watching and I go inside. For the life of me I could not find where it was posted. Just as I turned the corner, a police officer comes out in front of me with his hand on his gun. Talk about wanting to wet myself. He says to me, "can I help you?" "Um, yeah, I'm trying to find the ballroom dance team posting?" "I don't think it would be posted on a Sunday" (like i'm an idiot) "Well, it was actually posted last night and I wasn't able to get here." (I lied) I'm so sure, I'm such a threat in my pencil skirt. So he helped me find it and let me have my space. I looked on the "Bronze" team and couldn't find my name. I thought to my self, I told you so. As I went to leave and then I remembered that I had circled the "Silver Team" as well, just for kicks and giggles. So I went back and looked and guess who's name was #3?!?! Sigh... mine :)... I kept starring at it like I was hallucinating or something. So I took a picture of it with my phone to have someone else look at it to make sure what I was looking at was for real. Seriously, I half expected to show up to practice and have them tell me it was a mistake. So before class I literally went and checked the posting one more time, and prepared myself for them to tell me it was a mistake. I didn't even tell anyone outside of my family that I made it before I showed up to the first practice and made sure they accepted me! Anyway, obviously I'm the worst one on the team, but I'm starting to catch up to everyone and so far it's been sooooo fun! I love it! Our first performance is in a few weeks and our big show is the first of December :) YAY for UVU Ballroom!!!!!! :)

Finally.. the video of the new apt