made it to the other side

Now that I am on the other side of the weekend and have, by and large, survived, I can say it was a super one. My body is broken from 10 hours of dance rehearsals during the weekend. It didn't help that for the majority of those hours I was suffering heavily from various hangovers and sleep deprivation.

I'm still alive, right? On Sunday morning, I was wishing otherwise. Can't remember the last time I felt that horrible. It's inexplicable how terrible I felt. I kept on falling asleep at rehearsal, much to the amusement of the girls. Mental note never ever to mix beer, vodka, and whisky ever again.

Talking of dance, the show is in 6 days. JC still isn't walking without her crutches, but she should be ok. Then there's the krumping piece which we are doing, which is way too fast for me to piece together in my mind and perform.

There's a lot of banter from the boys in the office. It seems they'll be turning out in numbers to jeer, hoot and howl. Just to make a menace of themselves. I'm getting very nervous, generally just because of that krumping piece.

I was watching So You Think You Can Dance on Saturday, and it made me feel very inadequate. Gave me a lot of tips and tricks. Perhaps I'm hard on myself, seeing that I have been dancing for all of 5 months, but I would have it no other way.

It's gonna be a nervous week, one missing vodka and whisky and beer.