here she go

"Hi Chantele,


It is possible that there was a mismatch in the audition and perhaps you should be at a higher level than that in which you were placed. If you feel this is the case I recommend that you attend the first class at the level and time in which you were placed and talk with the teacher about moving up.....she will be able to tell more easily then the audition if it is an inproper fit and she will let you where to move to after the first class. Thanks and sorry for the confussion.

(president)"

mm hmm

updates and such

so...first things first... I GOT A HOUSE, Y'ALL!! bringin' it back... settlement was yesterday morning and i will finally be moving (tomorrow) into my own space since my separation. i think at that point i will feel like i can officially start my new, revised chapter. it feels great, scary, and exciting all at the same time. whew! cocktails at MY place after i get settled!

up next... why the hell did my "old" ass go and audition for the dance company at my job this past weekend?!?! lemme back up even mo'. i work at a college (for those of you who don't know... which there really shouldn't be anyone who doesn't considering the only folks who read this know me outside of blog land... i digress). the students on campus have an organized dance company and they held these pseudo-auditions to join. i say "pseudo" because everyone (whos ever been to a really intense audition) knows that you normally have to learn some insanely difficult routine in 9.5 seconds, regurgitate it at performance level PLUS come prepared with some 'ography of your own. not to mention the resume and head shots that are a requirement. nah... this joint... you just had to show up, learn about 4 counts of 8, execute it in a group with like 3 other people, and wait to be placed in a class level appropriate to your skill set (got that snazzy "buzz word" from my boy, mike...holla!) i'm figuring, since they're not cutting anyone, i don't have to be a student to participate. right? right. in addition, i've been complaining about needing to take classes but not having the money. this company operates pretty much so like any other company of which i've been a part; you continually take classes while piling rehearsals on top of class schedules when performances are approaching yata yata. so, i can get some free classes outta the deal. even if they turn out to be not-so-challenging, i can move around in some nice studio space for free. right? right.

NOW...all that said, can i just set the scene fo' ya? thaaannks. right so, all the chil'rens in this audition have the sloppy, sorority girl ponytails, nude tights, short shorts with "dance" across the ass, and using the word "like" between every pertinent word of their sentences. ugh! anywho, no one gets cut at these auditions and all levels are welcome. fine. that's beautiful to be all-inclusive and what not. but how can you effectively "place" folks if you haven't given material to reflect the varying levels of skill that you've solicited. in each audition installment i attended (tap, modern, & "hip-hop"), the choreography was very basic, very beginner (MAYBE intermediate at best). this is turning into the longest set-up of my life so i'll just cut to the chase... i placed in advanced modern (okay technique displayed) and advanced "hip-hop" (lawd... that mess of an audition is another entry altogether... lmao. just picture "bring it on" classified as hip-hop. n-e-wayssss) get this... a bitch was placed in beginner tap!!! wtf?!?! i'm a fucking tapping, beastly genious! (lol) okay... so i'm not nearly anything like that but i don't think i'm THAT much of a novice :\ this 'ography that they made us do at the audition was straight Rockettes (less the kicks, turns, complexity and all-around entertainment value) and they placed me in the beginner class. why did i email the president of the company and say:

"(president):

I attended the dance company auditions this weekend. I just looked at the posted placements and I'm interested in attending a different class than the one in which I was placed. In particular, I was placed in beginner tap. However, I'm more interested in taking the advanced class. Should I just attend the class that I prefer or do I need to audition again?

Thanks,
Chantele"

Everyone, meet the diplomatic, politicin', wanna save face at work chantele. now, SW philly chantele may have executed said correspondence as follows:

*tap tap tap on (president)'s shoulder... pointing at the posted placement sheet*

"um... bitch please! where the hell the advanced class at b'fo' i have ta slap'shit out of you?"

and you damn right i woulda left some words, verbs, and conjugations out! (lol) WHAT?!?!

we'll see how it goes down and imma keep you guys posted about how my stint with the student dance co is going. there's soooo much more to this story that i can't even type right now. i'm blown just thinking about it all over again.

favorite question (posed to me) of the weekend: "are you a freshman cause i've never seen you around before?"

at least i can still be mistaken for an 18 yr old :\

laterrrrs

lmfao!

"they ain't got a smidge percentage of the diva stank (in a good way!) you got. [they] smells it on ya :) "

-one of the infamous "3D" (i ain't been inducted yet...lol)

wanna know what is...

obnoxious: popping gum and/or chewing with your mouth open... ugh!
priceless: long hugs
expensive: GAS!
tasty: chocolate gelati
annoying: arrogance, insubordination (damn you, herman), negative energy
sexy: confidence
admirable: strength and humility are tied (in my opinion)

just things that moved me in one direction or another today.

bises

don't sleep on the kid

so the jury (namely, me) is back on b's "b'day". i never expect much lyrically from her. there are some bangers though if you can get past the fact that she talks about her financial status the whole time. one main theme i'm feeling though (especially these days) is the notion of the single, self-sufficient, collar-poppin, modern chick doin the damn thing! (i have to high-five her on that one) anyone who knows me in the least bit knows... i ain't THAT chick... but i'm workin on it. the message is reassuring and motivating and all that good stuff. much like india was my solace a few months ago... this joint right here'll have a bitch noddin' her head like, "damn shame... i (amongst others) was sleepin on myself." remember that post from a minute back ("uh anh...") when i was so "derailed"? well, a broad's on the road to getting back on her a-game... making herself... well... herself again. stay tuned.

"takin' care of home and still fly... that's a good look..."
-bk

truth: i swear we musta co-wrote #10

pssst... thanks d-n. i hear ya voice in my head whenever i feel like i ain't "enough".

...

(you know how i do) so, here's my random-esque-ness for the week:

• i'm having a blast
• i think my brother is the CUTEST thing ever
• i miss my mom... go figure
• did i mention i'm having a blast?
• excitement about (dare i say it) the new house is setting in
• got my birfday shoes on today
• i must admit that i will purchase beyonce today :\
• i have an overwhelming hankering for italian today (lol)... y not?
• is it me, or is it hot in this office today? i'm betting the former :P (buaahaha...not!)
• i haven't had rita's in like a week! wtf
• i had a very interesting debate about abortion with my roomates last night. didn't realize how much my perspective has evolved since i last debated the topic...back in high school when i was a rallying, bra-burning, bleeding liberal.

maybe later...

going home

i had the best time last night. sidebar: lately, i've been really thinkin' i'm grown and stayin out later than usual on nights that i normally wouldn't. but rest assured, providence gives me a swift kick in the ass the next morning as a reminder that i ain't the young, whipper-snapper i once was (lol). anyways, i spent the evening with lots of pinot grigio, yummy vittles, great music, and (virtually) divine company. oh... it was awesome! the plan for the rest of the weekend is to stay pretty busy and ultra entertained. it's been a minute since i had some what of a social life. didn't realize how much i missed hopping from town to town, one circle of friends to another... fun fun fun with all the kindsa lovin mixed in. i wish i had my darned camera to give you guys the recap on monday. shoot! but, alas, it's packed away at "the house" (as i so affectionately call it).

randomness for the day...

i love my doggie. i kiss his forehead (for lack of a better term), scratch his belly, and take things out of his mouth that he's not suppose to be eating (just like a friggin baby man!). i like his stinky, outside, wet dog smell. i love when he rests his head on my foot while i'm in the middle of doing something and i don't wanna move cause he's so "stinkin cute" (damn you, bee). the heavy sigh is hilarious... like he's really been doing something besides sleeping and eating all day (lol). i wish i could see him everyday :\ i'm so afraid he will forget who i am one day. *my heavy sigh*