Blog Entry: showchoir

showchoir my hair is curly but full of hairspray, my make up is kinda like runnin down my face from sweat, i have enough make up on to look like a barbie. my feet kill and im out of breath. All the hair flips and jazz hands. this is the feeling i live for. the feeling of goin out on the stage and singing and dancing. givin my all into every peice of choreography. Being in the blinding light and hearing the crowd cheer for you. showchoir is my life. it has taught me to not give up.. we have a joke that showchoir kids are ruinin the ozone cuz we use a crap load of hairspray. i have gone thro a can and a half this showchoir season.. when im out on stage preforming i feel like nothing else matters. in the end nothing does matter, just that you went out there and had fun, not the place you got or who messed up. but then again the feeling of getting first place is an amazin feeling proving that all your hard work, all the long hours of dancing where you feel like your gonna die, its all worth it wen you have that first place trophy in your hand knowing that everyone on that stage gave it their all.