I just realized I have not posted since Sunday — where has the week gone? We graduate so soon, yet so much lies between me and a diploma. Namely:
- Coppélia production and performance
- dance and academic finals
- Senior English Essay — workshopped and now awaiting revisions
- two or three final projects in other classes
- A French class, which I might be taking as an independent study
This summer is wide open. I hope I’ll finish that French class so I can actually graduate in August (though I’ll still walk in Commencement). I might have a guesting job in Illinois, and of course I wouldn’t want to miss the beach with my family! Then… I start dancing with Tulsa Ballet II at the end of July!
I tweeted about this a while ago:
And when I opened Butler’s student newspaper yesterday, I saw I made the back page, where the Collegian staff quotes some Butler-related tweets seen in the last week. I’m famous!
I’m sure I will spend much of this year falling further into sentimentality as the final months at Butler pass by. This Sunday marked the last pledge ceremony I will attend for the honorary dance fraternity, Sigma Rho Delta. After the ceremony, we all took pictures of families (as in social sororities — like Steph’s great depiction of the sweatpant family)… and we took one of the first (of many) senior photos.
However, with all the seniors posing for the photo, we needed a non-senior to take the photo. And it seemed as though none of the non-seniors were really interested. We came to the conclusion that we were horribly unloved and unappreciated. So dramatic.
Well, someone or two came over and obliged us by taking photos of us goofing around in a tree. We even obtained an overhead shot courtesy of a tall dancer on a tree branch.
I can tell this is going to be a period of ups and downs as I relish my final year of undergraduate study even as I bid it farewell. But enough sentimentality. I’m sure I will encounter enough emotion about being a senior as the year continues without encouraging the habit in October.
Quick update on last week, with another, better post maybe to follow: Last week was production week. We had to help load in at the theater, then ran the ballet on Monday. I dropped the paper on which I was writing notes for a dance professor under the bleachers and had to finangle my way under them to retrieve the sheet. Embarrassing.
We ran the ballet on Tuesday in the studio, then went to the theater for spacing. Wednesday was a tech run on stage, dinner, then another full run onstage with the orchestra. Thursday was full dress rehearsal. Friday, we had classes off (except choreography and academics)… and opening night!
Aurora's tutu, photo by the extremely talented Anna. Visit her photography site at http://annadarla.blogspot.com. Or else.
My dress rehearsal went really well, and the shows felt good too. I mean, there were the wobbles. There are always little things to be improved. I decided with a good friend that if we were ever perfect, there would be no reason to try again; without something to strive for, there would only be a disappointing fall in quality. Human imperfection makes the act of art-making meaningful.
And in the last show, the four of us fairies in the Prologue finally all turned at the same time. Better late than never? My family came to town as well, and there were lots of introductions all around. I can’t wait to go home in less than a week! Just three more papers… which I will now continue writing.
This is supposed to be an artsily-cropped picture of meeting friends and family after the show.
To be continued/supplemented? We’ll see. Good luck to all working on finals, and good luck to all graduating seniors, in high school or in college. Next year that will be me.