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IDF dance practice #6

Arrived at 6:45 at Gigi Art Of Dance, there was just Billy and the hiphop team. Miss Inu's choreography to California King Bed was great, eventhough I hate the song ;)
I took my time practicing with the bag. Like I said on my previous post, I gotta stick that part harder on my brain and body, I did. I practiced, and practiced, and practiced. And in office, that bag keeps lingering on my shoulder down my hip. People asked why I kept wearing that bag as if I was outdoor. Hey men, they don't know, I was making a good relationship with that bag.
Honestly, at the office I already could feel the nervous feeling everytime thought about rehearsal crossed my mind. But I was like "Everything is gonna be alright. I can do it, I memorize all the moves."

An hour before office hour ended, I took a paper and I wrote the plot of the dance, just to remind my self. At break time I practiced the canon with the bag. I was so tense, but that's okay. You know what? It worths, I did fine tonight. Ursa was acting like she can do everything in an instance and when Elgha reminded her not to forget where to stop in canon, she said it is ME who always forget. Huh, funny. See what I can do, you don't see that I keep learning, but that's not important anyway, such a highschool brat with no power.

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