Friday's Footage

2004 was my one year of college I attended at UNLV. I lived at home and commuted into school which was an hour one way. I preferred living at home instead of Vegas or dorms. I didn't really care to make friends there. I was focused on passing my classes, I had never been great in school, but finally I was actually excited to learn. The first and last person I met at the Institute was Sharrid. He's the only person I met there. I would go to the Institute probably because it felt a little safer and it was a comfortable place to eat where I could be a loner and not care what people thought. I did feel a little awkward decked out in dance grub sometimes.

2004 was the most Inspiring year of my life. I carried a notebook with me everywhere and was constantly scribbling down lyrics or lines of poetry or just thoughts and quotes I had. My brain was moving a mile a minute with thoughts and music. I was very quick minded I guess and could also improv on the spot really well, dance that is. Improv is when you have no routine or choreography, it's just dancing as you make it up in your head, or rather choose which moves to use very quickly. It's hard to explain I guess. Improv on a musical instrument would be to sit down and play with no written music in front of you. Anyway, I learned so much more in this year than any other, about academics, music, dance and what I felt about it, writing music, love and just life I guess. I think I mostly learned who I was or who I was becoming or wanted to be. It was the year of inspiration and knowledge, but at the same time, in the very same sentence, it was the year of hardship and sadness. Ignorance is bliss I guess. 2004 was without a doubt the hardest year of my life so far. I had to make some of the toughest, most life turning decisions in this year. I cried more in this one year than I had in all the years before it...combined. I had never felt so sad before in my life. 2004 is what I like to call my year of Opposition. It truly was for me. I was so high, and so low at the very same time.

That is the very small recap before this footage. The year is 2004 of course. It might be 2003, which in a lot of ways was very similar to my 2004 anyway. Here I am dancing my life away. Sadly (for me) it's one of the only pieces of dancing footage I have of myself. I don't know why, as I was constantly dancing...sorry if the sound quality sucks and don't forget to turn off my playlist.