On an empty stomach I headed off to the D.E.C.C to compete in the Eisteddfod for ballet. Not the smartest idea...but everything was fine. After extreme make-up application and my hair being pulled so tight that I looked almost bald, I warmed-up. I was competitor no. 8 (out of 11) so I was lucky enough to have a few people before me come off stage and mention the fact that the stage was really slippery (it's all the jazz and tap people's fault). I resined (sticky suff to help you not slip in pointe shoes) my shoes and resined again, and again, and again just to be on the safe side! My turn to dance and I was still doing last minute resining. It was a bit slippery (I din't fall over, thanks to the resin!) but I finished the dance and ran back to my friends on the other side of the stage who had already danced. There were a few more competitors whose dances seemed to last forever and then - the results.
This is the part where I uually get a bit nervous, if I do then I know it's a good sign.
As soon as second place was announced, and I didn't have a place by then, I knew who would get first.
Me. And I was right, I won! YAY! I got first place for my classical solo! I also got second last night for my demi-character dance! Not bad, hey?
Next up...Launceston Festival of Dance! Can't wait!
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