Its amazing how the thing we love the most can be the most painful. I feel like me and dance have quite an abusive relationship really. Ive come all the way to the other side of the world to strain myself untill my face is purple, my legs are shaking, and I want to fall over and vomit. Still its the highlight of my every day. One thing I've really been appreciating in Akka is that push she gives me towards perfection. So many things that I've been doing wrong for years don't get caught until I'm standing in front of her.

Thei yum - "stop. look at your hand, turn it, there you go."- da tha -"stop. where did your leg go? keep it in front. hold it....good."- thei di -"speak with your eyes!"- ta ha -"ah"

Okay maybe going though it that slowly was the most painful thing I've done all day, but it was all worth it just to hear that "ah" at the end.

Today Akka said "I don't want this to look like an Arangetram. It should look professional." I dig that.

Alright then, I'm heading out now to look at a potential venue for March 6th. Ive heard its beautiful. Its time to face this tumultuous rain and cycle through the rivers to Besant Nagar.