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Let me go through and talk about some things that happened to me the past few weeks that I made notes about but never really wrote down. Most of them are related to tango I guess.
On March 14th, I went to EM and this was basically the only time I’d been out this entire semester. CS drove me, B, and A there. There was this one guy there who was black, quite uncommon in the tango community for some reason, young, and really perceptibly amazing at leading. It turns out he had moved to China a few years ago without knowing any Chinese at all. He teaches English and tango in Xi’an now. I want that kind of confidence and trust in fate wow. We talked on and on and nearly danced three tandas in a row. We were still talking, he questioned, I said ‘sure’ after a little pause, and then he repeated that under his breath twice. I don’t know what to make of that, but I told him that we could dance later on.
I also danced with an Alan from the church milonga, and I really don’t remember much else of him… And one guy who looked Pacific Islander or something, tall with a ponytail and always wears black, who weirdly smelled of cauliflower. And that’s all I have of the leaders from that night uh. Just before we left though as I was saying goodbye to her, D told me not to lead and not to listen to people who say that your following improves with it. I always respect what she has to say but I can’t follow that advice. A said later that Russian women have very specific ideas about gender roles and my and B’s leading might have made her uncomfortable.
My school’s tango festival happened last weekend. On Friday Lorraine was trying to get a pair of Diana’s practice sneakers but forgot to bring socks. I was behind the table when she came by, and I led her in the voleos class the next day. I led in most of the classes I took actually and a bunch of people commented on how good I was :> They said how great a job J was doing at teaching us and this all makes me so happy!
At the milonga that night, I danced with an Alberto, who I think was the one who had emailed the club earlier about being a taxi dancer. He had a nice embrace but only did relatively simple moves. He commented that I had an exceptionally good embrace though. After it was over, D told me he tried really hard to cabaceo me and joked that he may have freaked out some people with how intensely he was looking. Why am I so bad at cabaceo damn it. But that sounds pretty hot.
On Saturday, Dasha said my decorations were some of the best she’s seen for a festival! Her praised means so much to me because she’s such a no bullshit person that I know she is serious about it. Y was there that night! I danced two tandas with him and he asked me for the last one but I asked him about dancing La Cumparsita with B and then he passed me to her completely. Aw man..
I didn’t man my table well enough and feel like I may have upset one of two people. A woman asked to try on something and I walked away for a second and she returned in that time and I didn’t get to ask her what she thought :/
IH bought a pair of H’s earrings for his sister. Those were $65. dude. We were standing by that table with R and H kind of talking. It was cold at that point bc I asked them to turn up the AC after feeling really warm earlier. IH hugged me. That was only the second one. I also found out he had dated someone before. I mean, that’s normal, but since I haven’t and kind of hang out with people who haven’t really dated, I seem to assume people haven’t been in relationships before. I’m so socially retarded.
BW came back for the weekend. He, CC, and I went to rt 1 to get food before the Grand Milonga and I danced with him at all but that milonga, actually. I don’t think he’s changed at all. He’s the only person who can experiment and do wacky moves at a milonga and mess and be like “shit” or “crap” and it not feel weird or out of place. He complimented my feet as we were cleaning up. Huh, I never liked my feet but that was nice. J, president of the black belt club was on the police auxiliary team closing up the building and he helped us carry things out.
I sold a few of my pieces this weekend too. M, one of the local photographers bought my favorite one, the teal reversible dress, and it looks fucking amazing on her. I need to make more of these. G bought a skirt too. Between the three of us that night (Sunday) we were all coordinated in the same fabrics hehe.
I danced milonga style with R for the first time that night and it was amazing. That might have been one of the best milonga tandas I’ve ever had. He has a lot of interesting quick feet moves usually and it was 100000x better there. Lev asked me to dance after that! The last time I danced with him might have been over a year ago. He did much simpler moves that I know he’s capable of though. He asked me for a second tanda later in the milonga and had some more complicated ones but it still wasn’t what I was expecting. Hopefully there are more in the future. I tried really hard to be talkative this time. Last time I danced with him I think I mostly just smiled. I don’t know how to hold conversations :(
I also danced with Kris, who I hadn’t danced with in probably as year as well. Josh asked me too, and though he’s a great dancer, he creeps me out a little. He’s too passionate…? It feels forced. This tanda was during G’s performance though and that was really special. This was the first time I saw her formally perform. Weirdly, CC fell right at the end of G’s last song. She was right at the front too. I feel bad for her leader…
I greeted and congratulated G’s accompanying guitarists and I’ve been talking to one of them on fb since then and I’m going to take some classes with him this summer! He gave me a discounted rate too. Score! I’m so excited. This has been a dream of mine for several years now.
I didn’t get to dance with either of the instructors this time around either, but I did talk to Diego a tiny bit. I introduced myself this time and I lent him my shoe brush, and he apologized for not dancing with me that night. I spoke with Diana a little and definitely will be getting a pair of her shoes as soon as she has my size in stock, but no one else really talked to me. But it’s my fault for not talking to them enough either. I just don’t know how. This always hurts me.
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There was this guy at karate today who I’ve seen there a few times. I think I remember him being a year younger than me and he might have studied astronomy or something at some point. But we were doing arm bars and throws and it was all really close up. He smells so fucking good! This has got to be some kind of cologne though because it was a bit strong. I’m usually bothered by strong smells but I couldn’t get enough of it. There’s some residual scent on my shirt since we were in contact so much and I’m still sniffing at it. I’m a little bothered by this myself but I can’t stop…
I’m flipping aimlessly between fb, tumblr, and reddit to avoid studying for physics. I just need something else to do. The festival kind of starts tonight, with that private lesson with N and D. I’m almost free. Just one more exam.
I feel like D is taking advantage of the fact that I’m not reacting to some treatment he gives me. And even when I do, I filter it so much that it seems like I’m just making a suggestion and he never takes it seriously. For the volunteering schedule he gave me as many as or more shifts than everyone else in the club while he and L aren’t on there at all. (I think L is helping out with the instructors so I guess that makes more sense). And they were the shittiest ones too. But I have done hours and hours or work outside working on applications and documents and payments, and running around to print and deliver them to all these different people. And I’m going to be making decorations, which I over the past two years have probably taken 20+ hours of work, none of which went appreciated. I still had the same amount of hours as everyone else. I had better be able to take all the classes I want to. He revised the schedule so I’m mostly on set-up and break-down, but I’m pretty sure he timed one of my shifts so I wouldn’t be able to watch the performance.
I didn’t get in to the language house. Every endeavor of mine that involved an interview so far has failed. I thought I did pretty well on this one too. I’m not going to get in to dental school.
I went to see Pentatonix in concert last night. S was slow in get ready and then we just missed one train and had to wait 15 minutes for the next one. We had to spring from the stop to the concert venue and I thought I was going to throw up. We were 7 minutes late but they started a little behind schedule so we didn’t end missing anything. But on the way she mentioned that she didn’t know the names of the members and didn’t even know that they had original songs. B and I were dying of anxiety. I don’t know what I would have done if we’d missed part of the show. God she’s so careless.
I made my first sale in Etsy on Friday. I’m so excited. This is already doing so much better than my first attempt and I haven’t even posted it to fb or advertised it on my tumblr. But the target population isn’t really those groups, so it doesn’t matter. I’m getting much more return out of the amount of time I’m putting into it too, since I’m sewing instead of crocheting, something I know much better. I’m so glad I decided to do this. I saw the email at the tango lesson and showed people there. D and JS told me I could raise my prices to at least two times what they are, since it’s such a niche market and quite a few people in the community seem to be big spenders. I feel like since I’m so new, I can start a little smaller.
This entire month - the time leading up to and after spring break - has been incredible unproductive. I did get a response from the second hospital, finally, but it’s just an information session. What if I can’t work there either? What am I even going to do? There is no good back-up plan for this.
I had my interview with the language house yesterday and the director kind of recognized me from when I went to coffee chat in my freshman year. I thought I was doing well and I was able to answer most of the questions without stumbling, but toward the end she asked about who my role model was. I said my dad, and since I wrote most of my personal statement about him I thought I would be able to talk about him, but I couldn’t really articulate it well. She also asked what I would bring to the language house and I didn’t know how to answer. She immediately observed “you’re a follower.” And it’s absolutely true. I just wish she didn’t see it so obviously. But it’s apparent that she can read people very well. And she can speak the 10 languages that they offer in the house conversationally and more. Wow. B says that she is intimidating and I can definitely see it, but I also felt comfortable talking to her for some reason. This is the type of person I wish I could be.