Providence

So far my day was quite... well... maybe you should describe it, yourself. I got up a little later than the time I'm supposed to get up... pretty much ordinary for me. I prayed on my way to school. I got to meet my crush on school. Basically, naive of what's going to happen to me today, I just went to do my usual stuff. Having an hour and a half left before my next class, I decided to have my lunch. I went to the store where I usually eat and where I can make myself full for just 50 bucks. I got into the line, had my turn, and ordered my usual meal. Just after paying the cashier, I notice something on the floor just beside my left foot. It is a fifty peso bill. Well, without hesitation, I pick up the bill. But nope, I didn't keep it... yet. I asked first the girl beside me if it's her bill (coincidentally the girl beside me in this very moment I'm typing this story is the same girl I’m telling you right now... what’s with this day??). She said no. That's when I kept the bill. Feeling lucky, I happily carried my meal to a vacant table. Now guess what happened. Well, the table I went to was actually full of left plates and a janitor was, at the moment, cleaning it. I decided to put my meal in the part of the table that was cleaned already and alas! My meal dropped on the floor! In an instance, I made almost everyone in the cafeteria look at me… well, at the area at least. I don't actually get embarrassed with that kind of circumstance but what went on my mind first was the use of the fifty bucks that I have gotten from the floor. The reason why I was the one who found out the 50 peso bill, is that I will need it to buy another meal, isn’t it? I did need it, although what went to the floor was just worth 34 bucks ‘coz I fortunately didn't drop the 16 peso juice included in the meal. Anyway, I went to the store again just 3 yards a way from the table and bought the same meal. At first I was disappointed but eventually I was smiling about what happened. Is destiny making fun of me? I thought to myself. Nope, the story doesn’t end there. When I got back to the table, 2 girls approached me. They asked me if I want to be a model. I asked for their company and they answered that they are only a group of some kind in the school. I said that it’s ok. They asked for my number, I gave it to them and I was left with my meal. But this time I was even pondering more on the things that just happened. It seems to me now that the dropping of the meal happened also for a reason. Now, is that the reason why I accidentally dropped my meal? Did it happen for them to notice me? Will these series of events ever going to end? Is destiny making itself felt by me? Am I getting weird now? Hmmm… did the girls notice me to lead me to something special? I don't know… yet… and I’ll definitely find out. :) Hmmm… there is still one question left. What is the reason of this girl being beside me again? Is this for the reason that I have to ask for her number? Hmmm... Maybe… :)… (looking at the girl)… (“natotorpe”)… nope… maybe not... :)

The End?

A friend asked me a couple of days ago: If you don’t have to work hard to get money, what would you do? He is an Electronics Communications Engineer and he told me that if he has to answer the question, he’ll say he’d dance. Answering the question now, I think I have to say I’ll dance too. I’m having some reminiscences of what have happened to me in dancing, and yeah, they are just the greatest things. Indescribable and only ardent performers could feel, that is what they are. Well, I could hardly shed tear saying that I have to end these things almost totally but I hope not permanently. Problems crop up and when they happen in the family, sometimes you just have to do hard decisions by choice. Two wrongs will not make a right and I have to be wise in this instance. I have to be a lot surer now that nothing can interfere with my plans in life and so, then, I could put up the best family I can. Like my friend I have to be practical now. Things may be hard at first but I know this is all for the best. Is this the end of dancing for me? I can only hope not… :(

Powerdance Philippines

Just yesterday, PowerDance Philippines held an audition for membership and scholarship. I was actually reluctant in going to this audition because, even though PowerDance is one the best dance companies in the Philippines, as far as I know, it specializes in interpretative dance, which is really not my kind of dance. I just hoped that I’ll be in their Hip Hop class. Nevertheless, along with my passion for dancing, I went to their studio. I was the last one to arrive because my friend, who invited me, for some reason, was confused on the place of the studio. She was literally telling me three places. :) Well, it’s no biggie anyway. After being interviewed by a renowned dancer, Douglas Nierras, and that usual challenging stretching, they taught us some jazz dance steps. The steps were actually pretty nice. It’s just that jazz isn’t that fun for me compared to Hip Hop. And then there was that time where dancers go to a side of the room and travel to the other side while doing some basic movements. What do you call that again? Anyway, the instructor grouped us into three. Unfortunately, having the last number, I have no one with me in my line. I was in the last line, I have to do the movements alone, and everyone watching no one but me. How uneasy can it get, huh?! Well, I just did the movements as well as I can and hoped to do it well enough to make me pass. I guess that’s all I can do at that time. In the last part, still in front of Sir Douglas, we danced the steps the instructor taught us. We had it by groups comprising, I think, 5 dancers. So what was the result? I PASSED! :) I can now attend 3 classes for free and I’m just glad one of those is Hip Hop! And here’s more: I’m actually under probation in a chance to be one of the PowerDance company members. I’m not really excited to dance jazz dances but if there’s a place where I can hone my jazz and modern ballet skills, even for free, I’m just so glad it’s in PowerDance. You know what? I don’t really feel that my parents want me to dance, but I really feel God does. ;)