Magic...Magic...Magic

*title courtesy of The Nutcracker (only part where there is "talking")

Let's just take a moment of silence as we observe
the beauty that is their feet. Simply gorgeous. 

Well I'm sad to say that Christmas day is almost over. SAY IT AIN'T SO! :( So to relish in this moment for a little longer I am painting my nails red and watching The Nutcracker as performed by the San Francisco Ballet (they are brilliant...of course) A part of me is sad that I never had the chance to be in a production of The Nutcracker; I've always envisioned myself as one of Mother (idk how to spell her name..) children so often that I eventually convinced myself that if I learned the part someone would ask me to do it. I'm a dreamer.
I just realized that I've been humming all the songs the whole time without realizing. Love this.
My nails are so red right now I could cry because I'm so happy. Christmas doesn't end for Simone on December 26. Oh no it does not.
Well anyway, Christmas today was beautimous, but I'll blog about that tomorrow...after I go shopping...and filling out the rest of my college apps (legit all I have left is a short essay for the common app and another that's less than 500 words...not difficult...I just like to procrastinate I guess...meh). 

Christmastime Is Here

The title says it all.
In less than eight minutes Christmas day will be upon us; well, upon everyone on the east coast of the U.S.; everyone else will have to wait a few more hours. Sorry for that.
And sorry I haven't blogged in a while. Part of the reason was because whenever I tried to log in to blog about the important/interesting milestones that occurred in my life over the past six or so months (and there have been some!), I used the wrong 'log in ID' so I thought my blog had been deleted! Silly me. I realized my mistake earlier this week, so excuse me while I catch you all (I still like to pretend there are people out there who care) up on the past events of my life. I'll just list a few to "stir the pot" if you will.
I went to PULSE again...met Ian Eastwood (loved his class, loved him...he gives nice hugs)..received a dance scholarship from PULSE...applied to a few colleges...figured out what I was going to do with my life (college/career)...realized I actually didn't know what I was doing with my life and decided to start the application process all over again (still not done)...got a phone (a real one!)...performed in my last Christmas show with the company (tears)...inducted into Spanish Honor Society...bought a pair of Madden Girl combat boots (yes, this was important). 
That was only a few of the things that have happened over the past half year. I'll post about them soon, no worries. 
Now if you'll excuse me, there's less than one minute until Christmas, and I have some celebrating to do; baby Jesus was born on this night if you didn't know. Kind of a big deal.
CHRISTMAS! Merry Christmas, everyone!

For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given..
Isaiah 9:6

Geez. I love Christmas. 
Ps: Ignore the photo if you choose. It's the only Christmas(y) photo I have on the computer right now ( we were Christmas shopping, so it's legit)...The bear's name is Teddy :)

Pinterest...

...is taking over my life. That's all.
JOKES! I haven't been here in so long, but I am NOT going to try to do that thing I sometimes do where I haven't blogged in a while so I then try to fit every detail of my life over the past month into one or two blog posts. Eh eh...Ain't gonna happen. Sorry. I did graduate though...from Junior year; which now makes me a...SENIOR! What, what!

Currently I'm sitting here, typing, pinning obnoxiously, and attempting to choreograph. Only the first three are actually happening. I don't necessarily have to have anything done for a while, but since I already know that I will have to do one for recitals again next year, I'm trying to get the ball rolling and pretend to be proactive. Hopefully I'll be done before summer gets out. That would be ideal. That way I can practice every week, and by the time recitals week rolls around next year, people would have heard about it already and would have made plans to hire me right out of high school.'People' possibly meaning Travis Wall and TOKYO...if you want to name names...which I do.

OH! Ian Eastwood is coming to Atlanta. In November. With the PULSE. Hold the phone. I'm already preparing myself emotionally not to cry when I meet him.165 Days! I'm not going to make it! AHH!

I also have a pretty intense countdown for the 2012 Olympics going...48 Days, 23 Hours, 42 minutes, and 41 seconds....At least that was the time when I was typing. Now, it's a different story.
Either way, I"M SO EXCITED!!

And I've decided C.S. Lewis was ridiculously wise. That's all.

I didn't know what pictures to include...so they were random. You're welcome.

This is how we do it!

*Song courtesy of Montell Jordan...he has other good stuff out there, too...like Shake Heavens...Just throwing it out there*

THIRD BLOG POST OF THE NIGHT! WHAT WHAT!? Sorry for the caps...I'm excited about life.
Senior letters are killing me right now...but really.

...WHAT?!...

And I've decided who I would be if I were born again into another human (bear with me...): <---that's not a smiley face...Danielle Peazer. Know her...Liam Payne's girlfriend...boy from 1D (if you don't know what that means...excuse me while I go cry...in a cave...in my room.). Here's her face. More importantly, here's her hair. It is beautimous. Not that she doesn't have a nice face, she's beautiful. But I want her hair; I'm content with my baby face. Oh heavens. They are beautiful. LOOK AT HER HAIR! Ohhh! Yes.

What else...I realize every Thursday night I do this REALLY unhealthy thing to myself where I tell myself "I don't mind staying up late because tomorrow is Friday; the last day of the week." Yeah crazy girl, the last day of the week which means you've been up and moving since 1995 and you should lie down and rest! There's no talking sense into this one...tsk tsk tsk.

Yeah...well.

You know what else I just realized..."tsk tsk tsk" is never spelled out like "tisk tisk tisk" but everyone understands. It's like a secret message that everyone knows the code to. Kind of.

Either we are somehow
related..or we're
going to be

Anyway...dance is going wonderfully, but I won't discuss that now. The topic will show up soon in another blog post, though. Don't you fret Melody Anne. <---- SHOUT OUT! I like/love her, so it was necessary. She's my "biggest fan," or something like that. I don't know.

I have also discovered my future children. I don't think an explanation is needed, so I won't give one.


I believe in SHARPIES a lot as of late. Like...a lot. Like I write everything in SHARPIE and I use every color possible so none of them will feel left out. The system works.

I also believe VERY strongly in food. This one is bad... Like sometimes I finish people's food...I used to be the girl who had her food finished...Hmmm...For a while I was making 24-28 cupcakes each weekend, and eating around 17 per day. That's an exaggeration (won't mention if it's slight or drastic...), but you get the picture. I was getting out of control, so my mom cut me off. I feel like if I should be cut off from anything it should be from something like I should be next in line for the Royal Family and getting cut off from the throne, or next in line at Little Ceaser's and cut off in line by the super hairy man you're too scared to confront--pretty much cut from anything but cupcakes. That's where I draw the frosting. With sprinkles.

Where it all began...
And then ended

Not even half...

Here's a list...

...of Artists/Songs to listen to. They're all pretty weird. Lies. Lies. They are weird. They are wonderful.
Ready, set, YouTube

Yeah. You Welcome.

1. Birdy
1. 1901
2. Without a Word
3. Shelter
2. Sennen
1. Where the Light Gets In
3. Tegan and Sara 
1. Call it Off
2. Alligator
3. Back in Your Head
4. Sigur Ros
1. Hoppipolla
2. Samskeyti
5. Regina Spektor
1. Samson
2. Real Love
3. Better
6. Ingrid Michaelson
1. Sort of
2. Soldier
3. Turn to Stone
4. Men of Snow
7. Jack Johnson
1. They Do, They Don't
2. Monsoons
3. Losing Keys
8. Lykke Li
1. Possibility
2. Time Flies
3. Let it Fall
9. Florence and the Machine
1. Falling
2. Swimming 
10. Kate Nash
1. Foundations
2. Merry Happy
3. Nicest Thing

Sometimes...

*I cannot actually tell you who wrote this song...because it was a feeling at the moment...sorry...*

*sigh* Love him.

Sooo....Where to start, where to start. Well, here's the good news: I'm failing physics. Actually I'm not and I should stop saying that. I am passing physics because Jesus loves me and invented psychics. Therefore, this semester (which ends in 3 weeks as of today O.o) I will pass with an A. InyofaceMrWhite! Booyah!
Moving on. I have an inquiry project for AP Lang due...on the last day of school *looks annoyingly from side to side with squinted eyes* <--- yeah, that really did just happen. I won't go into great detail because that would just take too long, and, baby, I'm running out of time. I'm sorry. My topic is the American Dream, though. If that means anything to you. No? Okay, I'll explain more. We had to choose our own topic and read three books about it, then in the end (this is the end) we create a project to represent our topic as best we can. Like I said, I chose the American Dream, and my books were: Revolutionary Road by Richard Yates, A Raising in the Sun by Lorraine Hansberry, and The Pursuit of Happyness by Chris Gardner; I'm pleased with my choices. Well, for my project I'm going to record the elementary school kids I tutor on Mondays telling me what their hopes and dreams are for the future and then record them doing their dream. The end, my favorite part, I will have different clips of all their faces and the pictures will be like those fast-shifting ones that end on one face...yes! I don't know who I'm using as the final face...maybe all of them...that work? Good. That's the gist, it will be WAY more interesting when this finishes.

He's a smart guy, too.

I was looking at what I've written so far and I didn't understand why my page looked so blank. And then it came to me: "No pictures, silly girl!" Yes, I do have dialog with myself and call myself by a different name. All kinds of normalness happening here. Including that word...normalness. Word.
I have a psychics project due too. A Rube Goldberg project due next Monday, the 14th. Not talking about it.
I'M ALMOST A SENIOR! I want to cry. Because I'm scared and I don't think this is supposed to be happening. Not that I don't want to grow up, I just think this is the wrong Simone Stevens that's becoming a "big kid". Maybe tomorrow my theory will be proven right, and I will wake up at 7:30 to go to middle school instead of 5:30 to go to high school.
I'll let you know how that goes.

*The pictures are meant to be inspiring. Go with it. Please.*
*Feel free to check out my pinterest...*AHEM*....http://pinterest.com/jumpingshrimp/...that's where the pictures were taken from...after they were taken from somewhere else...and then somewhere else...*

People Help The People

*Title courtesy of People Help the People by Birdy*
Well, I could use some help right now. I just got home, you see, and I would really appreciate if someone helped me unpacked. Otherwise, I'm completely content with living out of my suitcase until, oh I don't know, summer. But for real.
In other news, now that I'm back home I get to use the laptop that doesn't have the broken apostrophe button! Yay!That also means that I don't have to keep logging into websites every time I exit out of the internet because this laptop, my baby, knows me!
SN: I've been told that exclamation points are cheesy, but I don't really care right now. I'm excited to be home, my room smells like fresh air, and I don't mind cheese. On the contrary, cheese is my favorite dairy product. I feel like this should be a scene in She's The Man-- "Why yes I do, my favorite's Gouda." Good stuff.

Your Friends, They Look Good But You Look Better

*title courtesy of Stole My Heat by One Direction*
Today deserves two posts because I realized I never told you all about the wonderfulness that occurred Thursday at school: My friends and I dressed up like One Direction. Now, some could say we have taken this obsession to much to high a height, but I beg to differ. Actually I do not beg, I just differ. Regardless, we had a miniature photo shoot, and I thought you may want to partake in some of our adventures. Now I cannot (I figured it out..haha!...refers to a later post...some of you may not understand...) upload all of them because there are too many; instead, I will grace you with a selected few. They are glorious, if I do say so myself. Proceed.

We are Harry and Louis,
best friends. Obviously.

This was my fave.
From L to R: Liam Payne, Niall Horan,
Louis Tomlinson (YEAH!), Zayn Malik,
and Harry Styles. Yeah baby!

No particular reason other than
the fact that  we have gotten really good
at being awkward. And Niall and
Louis are awkward best friends, so it fits.

Gahhh! We are so CUTE!

.....Well then......

*title courtesy of my feelings...*
Today I found out that Ian Eastwood was at The University of Central Florida three weeks ago. I was just there yesterday. I am upset. That is all.
And yes, my apostrophe button is still broken.
Actually, Ian Eastwood was not the only one there. Brian Puspos was also there. I love him too. So I am still upset.
Marlee Hightower was there as well. She was on AGT. She is somewhat of a beast.
I am done.
Except not. Here is a photo in his/their honor. Lies. Here are two photos in their honor.

Sorry, Ian. I creeped on your Twitter
for a photo...

She is cute. I like/want
her hair. 

Now I am done.
So long. Farewell. To you my friends. Goodbye. For now. Until we meet again. I said So long....

Doo doo doo doo, doo doo doo doo

*title courtesy of Where The Light Begins by Sennen*
Disclaimer: I am not some love-struck, obsessed teenager. Just keep that in mind. Also sorry in advance. For the grammar and the pictures being all out of whack; they had to be arranged kinda funky for me to get them all in like I wanted. Proceed. No caution necessary.
Today was a pretty accomplished day. Spring Break began Friday, and mine officially began Saturday morning at 5:00 A.M. I love waking up earlier on days off than I would have to if I were going to school. Blehh!
OH! Firstly, I got mah permit, yo! :) I was happy. It only took like three trips on Friday to the DMV to officially get it, but whatever.

Probably my fave part.
You will understand soon.

Back to yesterday, well there is not much to say (my apostrophe key is broken on the computer, so I will be talking without contractions...or if it gets to hard, just pretend like theyre there...see what I did there....you may see a lot of that). We drove down to Florida, my padge and I. The trip lasted about 2 1/2 hours longer than it should have because there was a little fender-bender several hundred miles ahead, but people were rubber-necking and slowing things down. I didnt (sorry...) really mind because I slept most of the time so I wasnt (sorry again...I cant stop....) even aware anything was going on for a while. And then I woke up.
Brace yourself, you are about to get a play-by-play of my day...well, the interesting parts:
1. I woke up at 8:30 for reasons I do NOT understand. It is okay though because I didnt move until 10. I got skills.
2. My padge and I went to Panera Bread (YUSS!) for breakfast (that was supposed to be in quotes, but that key is broken, too...I am surprised I can type anything at all, really.) (It is supposed to be in quotes because when we went for breakfast it was already past 12)

*faints*

3. I drove to the University of Central Florida. It was pretty much what I was expecting, which is good.
4. Did I mention that I drove the entire time? Because I did. Six hours behind the wheel, and I am proud to say I am still functioning semi-normally, which is saying something. I only got honked at like...7-8 times, and flicked off once. Good day. I thought I was driving okay, but apparently others have different opinions.
5. Today, I also pinned One Direction out of control on Pinterest and FINALLY saw the Project Runway: All Stars finale (super pleased with the results. I will not say who won, just in case you are behind too.)

So much beauty it is
ridic. 

6. This did not happen today, but yesterday. I watched the KCAs (Kids Choice Awards) because, as you already know, I am madly in love with One Direction, and they were set to perform. They did. And I screamed. And my sanity was questioned. Joshey-poo (Josh Hutcherson) was also there, presenting (all I want is for him to take me to prom. If he does, I will pay my junior dues on time. Other than that I do not see the point), as was Zac Efron. It was like they were trying to kill me or something. My mini-me, Amandla Stenberg, was there as well, looking as cute as ever. And Alexander Ludwig...gahh! *faints* The Smiths (you know who I mean) also made an appearance, not a surprise since Will was hosting. Cody Simpson (my favorite Aussie eva, and apparently others feel the same) was there, as well. And last but not least, the Biebster showed up. I died a little. He is a cute kid. And I am a fan. I really liked his hair. And his jacket. And his entrance. That is all. Moving on.
7. Last night I made my long-overdue CD of wonderfulness. Artists? Of course. I have Birdy, Florence and the Machine, Regina Spektor, Soley, Lykke Li, just to name a few. This is my weirdos CD. I love it.
8. OH! Geez! I talked about the Hunger Games, but I forgot to tell you all (however many people are reading   this...)...I finished Book One on Friday! :D I cried a little. Okay, a lot. I cried a lot. I started Book Two on the way down and read 70 pages before we even made it here. Now, I am trying to space it out some so I do not finish long before my vacation is over and be left with nothing to do. It is hard. I do not know what to do. I will probably just read anyway, finish it, and then read it again. Yeah, that will probably happen. Tonight.

Look at the face! Dawww!

This is random, and really embarrassing, but the other day I was looking at Ian Eastwoods twitter page (I follow him, so its not that weird) and I started laugh-crying because I love him so much. And then I did the same for Josh Hutcherson. Things are getting out of control. But I do not want them to change. Sad? Yeah, I know.
I kind of wish I had never told anyone this, but then again, the people that read this, I do not think I know any of you, so hopefully you cannot hold this against me. Hopefully.

SN: Sometimes, while I was typing, I was having a hard time thinking of what a word would be if it were not contracted. Like cant, I typed it as two separate words like can not, and it took a little while before I could figure out why that was so wrong...
SN2: There is a little automatic Febreeze freshener in my room, and every time it goes off, which seems to be at random, I jump a little. Thought you may enjoy that.
I am done.

You only live once, that's the motto, YOLO

The PULSE On Tour #Atlanta

*Title courtesy of Motto by Drake (clean version)*
MY BODY HURTS SO BAD! As you all know, or may not know, the PULSE dance convention was this Saturday and Sunday; best two days of my life, no exaggeration. I got to meet people, as you see, and I think *crosses-fingers and shuts eyes* that I made a good impression. I even got a jacket! They were meant for the teachers but they [PULSE faculty] were handing them out to students on the last day while they took pictures.
I've tweeted about this, uploaded/edited my photos to everyplace imaginable--except FB because I still gave that up for lent--and rehearsed the dances at least ten times a day (usually during school when I should be learning). Ehh. Watevs.
I have more to say, but I can't actually figure out what. It was just a really good weekend and I hope to go back soon. Conventions, I decided, ought to be my second dance home. Hopefully I'll attend Tremaine again this summer in Orlando, and I really really REALLY want to go to JUMP, but I would've already have had to register *sad face*. Next year, though, next year. Or a different city. Who knows?

Desmond Richardson (Complexions Contemporary Dance Theater)

Robert Hoffman (Step Up 2)

Dave Scott (Everything)

Guess Who Got The PULSE Scholarship?!

THIS GIRL! I finally finished my essay, and may I add, on time. I mailed it in about a month ago, and just found out I was chosen Tuesday afternoon. In class. At school. Where I screamed. REALLY loud. Everyone is pretty used to me screaming all the time so no one really questioned it.
I don't know what to expect. I've been to different conventions before but this will be my first time going to PULSE. I'm super excited to take class from Desmond Richardson. I may have a crush on him...I don't know.
My wardrobe is still under-wraps. I have a few ideas laid out, but not for both days yet. I plan on wearing my coral sports bra  and black shorts (day one) and my gray sports bra and purple shorts (day two) underneath everything and layering different shirts and such on top for each class. I have my YOSHI sweater and black leggings w/ boots for Robert Hoffman and/or Dave Scott,  over-sized cropped white t-shirt w/ leggings Brian Friedman (ahhh! i don't know), cardi and shorts for Desmond Richardson w/ black NIKE elite socks (that one was simple), same shirt I used for Friedman w/ purple shorts and character shoes for Tyce DiOrio, and everyone else...no clue. I really did not plan on wearing the same thing for two different classes, though. Hmm. I'll figure it out sometime. Probably Friday night. Procrastination Nation is back and in full swing.
Oh yeah, did I mention the convention is this Saturday and Sunday? ;)

Latest Obsession(s)

List of latest fads (in no particular order):

Call me, maybe! (see what I did there...)

1. Florence and the Machine- Can she do no wrong?
2. Pinterest- I shouldv'e given that up for lent, too. 
3. British/Irish Boy Bands-One Direction/The Wanted yuss.
4. Instrumentals- lovely music. 
5. Massages and things that are yellow- nothing new really
6. Birdy. The artists, not the animal (I already liked those).
7. ...Twitter... 

That's all. I never said this was going to be a long post, or that I was going to post things I was proud of. Watevs. 

http://pinterest.com/jumpingshrimp/

https://twitter.com/#!/monee_stevie

Alvin Ailey American Dance Theatre

Alvin Ailey "Revelations"

It's official, I'm marrying a male dancer. 
askjfhoefiywhefk,lkdsfhlhwek,n,k! Oh em gee! Alvin Ailey is probably the best thing that has ever happened to me. I went to see their show today for the first time at the FOX in Atlanta and nearly died. Actually, I think I was dead until I saw their performance and now I'm alive. INCREDIBLE! I don't even know how people can move like that.

There were a couple things I noticed about ALL of the dancers, male and female. One--they all had INCREDIBLE abs. Like six packs were the minimum. Two: All the ladies had the most beautiful hair in the world; some of them were bald, but it doesn't matter because they were GORGEOUS; the ones that had hair had HAIR, like crazy curly, poofy hair that everyone and their mother and children desire. Three: This one isn't a shocker, but they were FLIPPIN INSANE TO WATCH!

Everybody, meet Kirven Boyd. Did I mention
I got a poster of him doing this.
It's being framed. Tonight. 

We sat next to a guy, well actually my mom sat next to him but that's not important. What's important is that he had a cousin who was dancing in the show. She was phenomenal. And tiny. So I liked her even more; not biased or anything. Anyway, he mentioned she went to school in New York, but failed to mention which one it was: Julliard. Whateva. He thought everyone had to go there to be accepted into AAADT. Funny guy. Then he got even funnier! After the show he introduced me to his cousin; it took EVERYTHING in me not to trample the girl, whose name, by the way, is Kelly Robotham. She autographed my 2011-2012 Souvenir Book AND took a picture with me; a picture that will be my FB profile picture until the day I meet Kirven Boyd or Linda Celeste Sims (look them up. they dance with AAADT too.). I literally screamed the entire way home. Not always out loud though; couldn't upset the peoples. I did scream when we were leaving, however. Since I didn't get to meet Linda Celeste Sims or Kirven Boyd, I screamed out that I loved them when I was in the parking lot. If I weren't on such a high from meeting Kelly, I probably wouldn't have done that. Or at least if I had, I would have been embarrassed. 
Today was the best day of my life. No exaggeration. *deep sigh*
I'm creating an Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater wall in my room. It will be fantastico; I felt Espanol was necessary there.

My dream is to dance with them. Soon. And don't think I don't mean it, either. ;)
See you soon.

The Company.

Procrastination Nation

Funny story. Remember that scholarship essay I was supposed to be writing for PULSE? The one that needs to be mailed in ONE MONTH before the convention? Well, as always, Simone has put off said essay until the last minute. I've been "writing" my essay since nine o'clock this morning and have a whopping 154 words out of 1000, only 117 of which will be included in the final product (the other...whatever number are my date (originally dated January 31, 2012), "title" entitled Outline (inspiring, I know), and what each section is going to talk about (Early years, In the near future, etc.)) I had plans to finish this today before I went to dance at four since I didn't have school today and woke up at eight. Fail. Not even an epic one at that. You see that colorful picture included? I could be getting taught be most, if not all, of them in a little over a month if I would just stop getting on Pinterest and quit blogging in enough time to write my essay. Sad. I would say 'bye' and tell you all I'm going to finish my essay, but that's probably not true. I'll be back in twenty minutes. By then I may have 200 words. Who knows? Maybe even 250.
Be back soon.

*just in case anyone was wondering, the essay needs to be mailed out by the 20th...3 days...no big deal, right? only problem is I'll be gone all week. so yes, this does have to get done today. wish me luck bloggers! i'll post the results once they are completed....*
*ps. the clock says it's only 9 something, but the truth is that it's almost one on this side of the world.*

*HAHA! I finished before I went to dance AND got my letters of recommendation! Ballin'!* 

You is smart. You is kind. You is important.

Today I finished The Help. It only took me two months. To be honest, I'm not sure why it took so long. For three days I had ten pages even left to read before the book was to be completed; today, I prevailed. And now my eyes are dry because there are no tear ducts left inside. Don't mind. At all. Next week I will be graced by the movie.
I have a few emotions going through me right now; I'm glad I finished, the ending was bittersweet and made me cry, and I'm...content. I also feel drained. Not in the horrible way when you feel like you've been working too hard for the clock to only read 11:30 in the morning; but drained in the sense that I think I've found a book that will change and shape the rest of my life.
Thank you, Kathryn Stockett. You wrote a truly wonderful book I am bound to read fifty times more  before the year is out. 

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair

*title courtesy of Cuddle Fuddle by Passion Pit*
Please don't hate me! I know I haven't blogged recently, my apologies. I started school again and that presented its own strugs.
On a good note....I GOT MY ALVIN AILEY TICKETS! WOOHOO! Uber excited, yo! The countdown is beginning today: 19 days.
Also....I'm in the midst of writing my scholarship essay for the PULSE Convention Tour.
TBH, I may not be on very frequently until, like, Spring Break...sowwy. I should be studying for an APUSH Test Friday since I'm "free" right now, but blogspot, pinterest, and facebook present themselves as obstacles. Ones I just don't care to avoid at the moment. 

Puppy Love.

Dear Ian Eastwood,
It's possible that over the past few months I've developed an unhealthy obsession with you. If you don't mind then I don't. To be honest, even if you did I don't think my feelings would change.
Thank you for involuntarily buying a town home in my little heart. I am currently following your YouTube page, never been happier, and I hope you will do me the honor of accepting my friend request. Thank you.
Someday I hope to meet you. And take your class. And give you a hug...or two. And become your best friend. Someday soon.
It's just not okay to be so beautiful, have wonderful hair, AND be a BEAST at dancing. Not okay. It's also not okay that you haven't been in any Step Up movies. Care to explain, friend? I'm listening.
How says you that when I move to L.A me and you become best friends? Awesome. See you soon, bestie. Love you, too.
Your truly,
Simone Stevens.

PS. Thanks for reading.
PPS. Just in case you were, I don't know, wondering/thinking about choreographing something on a certain date...my birthday is September 23. That's all.
PPPS. I like when you smile. A lot.

Soooo much swag.

Can You Feel The Electricity

So you know that blog from yesterday? The one about SYTYCD being downtown? Well.....WE SAW CAT DEELEY! Ahhh! She was legit standing 6 feet in front of us! We took creeper picture because, according to her body guard (aka our new bff), we don't have a permit to post the photos before they do and if we do someone will track us down and press charges. Exciting, huh?
When we showed up there were dancers being featured and recorded. We walked through a few cameras, so it's possible I'll be a TV star soon. The norm.
We weren't able to watch, however, because we didn't have tickets. But now we know what to do to watch next year and possibly over the summer in LA. Supa excited! I always thought that if a celebrity was standing in front of me, I would be pretty calm. Not true. At all.
*currently watching the Dance Moms marathon, so that is where the title came from*

Ba Da Bop Bop...So You Think You Can Dance (Dance)

AHH! It's happening! We're going downtown to watch the SYTYCD 2012 Atlanta Auditions at the Fox! Woohoo! I can't type much right now, but I'll be back later. I may get to meet Cat Deeley! YUSS! And I can scream "WERKK!" to the auditioners! Happy day!
Well, I told you this would be short, so I'm leaving to go clean everything in the house so I will have nothing to do when I come back! EEP! WHAT IF WE END UP ON TV! YUSSSSS! Okay, Simone, calm. BYE! :)

*title courtesy of So You Think You Can Dance theme song!*

I am lost in a rainbow

Title courtesy of: The Irrepressibles In This Shirt

I finished the first week back at school! Yay! I accomplished most of what I set out to do, including choreographing a dance for the dance department at school. The only problem is that my previous song Sleepyhead by Passion Pit, is currently being overshadowed by Samskeyti by Sigur Ros. The most recent show I also choreographed to a song from this group, Hoppipolla. Pure magic. It's hard listening to these songs and not getting emotional. As of late I've become a big instrumental kind of gal.Currently, the song (Samskeyti) is making it's fifth loop around the bend. I have Travis Wall to thank for this miraculous discovery. He choreographed a piece to a portion of this song at NUVO. It was posted online courtesy of Channing Cooke and Robert Roldan (CC and RR!). Thank you guys.

Also in the school dance world, my BFFL Clary is also choreographing yet again for the spring show. Last time she picked Regina Spektor, never a bad choice, but this time she upped her game and switched her song to In This Shirt by Irrepressibles (check the title). Glorious choice! Always wanted to choreograph to it but secretly hoped she would instead. Dreams really do come true every once and a while. Listen to the song, if you don't know it. And if you do, listen to it again. And then watch Megan Branch "I am lost." And then watch So You Think You Can Dance In This Shirt. Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful.

They are going to find the next
Melanie Moore in ATL. They
just aren't aware, yet.

Speaking of so you think you can dance, auditions for it are in Atlanta as I type! Crazy, right? I thought/think so, too.Tomorrow, I have plans to go to the Fox and take pictures of the two-mile deep line, possibly some of the super cool contestants, and, if I'm lucky, one with Cat Deeley. That is my plan. And I will, hopefully, achieve it. I told myself I would do my homework tonight since I wanted to wake up at the crack of dawn to drool over dancers tomorrow. But now it's almost 12:00. Tsk. Such a shame. Looks like I'll have to do my homework some other time...

FYI: I'm a procrastinator. Trying to change. I just don't think that will be happening tonight. I'll try again tomorrow.