If you took a look at my “got recent news?” section on this blog, you will read that I had plans tonight to go to this performance. Well….I went but I did not see the performance. At 7:00pm, I took a taxi to Joburg city. Even if I have been on the taxi many times to Joburg city, I still get nervous taking the taxi there especially at night. I really do not have any reason but the fact that Joburg city has a record for being one of the biggest crime cities.
As I am riding in the taxi, the taxi closely approached this over crowded city. It was just crowded like any other city on a Friday night. I reached over to the taxi driver’s ear and I asked him to drop me off on Bree Street. Quietly I said it because I did not want the recognition of my American accent.
As I left the taxi, I got right on the phone to let my friend know I am on my way. He said: “just head back because our arranged ride never called.” This means all sorts of things: it means that we do not have a ride back after the performance; it means that I just spent 7.50 rans for no reason and I am about to spend another 7.50 rans to go back; it means that I added on to my chances of getting robbed by coming to Joburg city for nothing; it means that once again I will be spending the evening alone.
So I just went to the taxi rank near Drill Hall and I asked around for a taxi straight to Randburg. If this was a month ago, I would have freaked out but I was confident because this was becoming my home. One of the guys I asked about the taxi to Randburg said: “Are you English? Are you a BLACK English girl?” I said yes and I moved on. He was so shock to see a BLACK English girl in South Africa. If he knew I was American, his reaction would have been a lot more. I get this kind of reaction a lot.
A month ago the guys who fixed my washer were so surprise to see a black American. They said: “I never meant a black American.” Then I realized the shock reaction from everyone was not because I am American but black too. Anyways…I am done talking about the perception of people have on me.
I got on my taxi to Randburg. I had a sense of pride because I realized my new comfort of me living in South Africa. Simply I am becoming comfortable. I reached my apartment and I had a craving of ice cream. I went to McDonalds and the ice cream was out. I went to all the near by places and they were all closed. Oh well, I just went back to my place and I realized my not need of ice cream. I am supposed to be on a diet. I turned on the television and I am watching Notting Hill. Then it had come to me: the reason why the guy in McDonalds was dressed like a vampire.It is Halloween.
Friday, October 31, 2008
DEAR READERS: I THINK I AM A WOMAN
OCTOBER 26, 2008
I am a woman of many personalities. Through out my life of becoming a woman, I had many prominent men enhance my life. This enhancement from male figures really is true that many women never admit. Many women become who they are because of a bad or good influence from a man.
The first man in my life is the only man that has an honest intention. This man is my Dad. He loves me for me and that’s all to it. He wants the best for me and not for him. Long ago, he taught me that not all men think like this. Through out my years of growing into woman hood, I found out men do not really care about me. They care more of what is inside of them that needs attention.
At 22 years old, I get it Dad. This understanding is driving me to do more with my life and I know great things will come along to me. My description of men is my comparison to all people in this world. Sadly, this is true and I believe once I do it my way. I will gain the respect that I deserve and I will find a position in my life that holds the heart of my Dad.
So, how will I do this? Obviously, I already made some drastic choices like my move away to South Africa searching for the dream. In case you forgot readers, the dream is to be apart of an international dance company. Pause for the cause…I will like to go back to the checklist made long ago.
1) Permit
2) Body Image fix
3) Making Friends
4) Living Arrangements
5) Getting closer to God
In case you are wondering, I am placing getting closer to God under everything because this holds everything together for me. My faith is getting stronger but I am still doing actions that I know are not right. But…you may judge if you want. Let us not forget, this is my personal relationship with God. You know…his picking me up because he knows the place I am coming from. So….I am getting closer to him by just talking to him and I am trying to figure out incidents that happened to me in the past. If I figure it out through him, I can move forward and I will not let those incidents be my excuse for sinful acts. This is a hard process for me and I am braking down a lot. When this happens, I read my Bible.
THE BIBLE-this is the library of books and it is there for me and others. It is there for guidance of life on Earth. My God is so wonderful that he knew my need for this guidance. Also, he knew: it will be hard to follow this guidance.
So I test the waters and my temporary visiting permit to stay in South Africa is over in November. Do not worry! I am having the extension to February and I am hopefully getting it in October. This permit will be to February and until then I will decide what is next.
Currently, I am taking control of my body. Everyday, I am working out at the gym. I am following my rule not eating after 7:30pm. I am taking more dance classes and yoga. My biggest challenge is my eating habits. I love to eat but I am controlling it a lot more. I read two diet books and I put them together to make my own diet plan. This one book, Perfect: Counting Calories, it taught me the realization of my overload on calories in my body. The second of the books, Eating Right 4 Your Blood Type, it made me realize the different bodies and different blood types. This blood has traveled from our ancestors. I knew this is far fetched but it makes sense. It shows what foods are best for your body type. It just makes sense. However, I do not follow the entire book because I need to take my baby steps. Lord knows: I have learned my lesson of not following a diet but making it my life style. This life style is working for me. I am noticing a difference so I am going to see if I stick with it.
As for friends, I am making friends. My best friend here is from the townships of Alexander in South Africa. We work together for Ntsoana Contemporary Dance Theatre. In addition to working with me, he is a working actor on television and theatre. His amazing with humbleness, he is my rock here. He actually makes me not go completely crazy. I trust him because my director trusts him. And this is self assuring to me.
Until….I saw where he came from then we even became closer. Yes! I came to the townships and it is a wonderful place. Alexander, the township, is a huge place of a big family of people but you must know people to feel safe there. I felt safe because I came to the church there.
The church experience was amazing. Even if I did not know the language; I felt the Lord’s presence. The music was amazing. They had great singers and the best band. It was in this church that I visually saw the Lord’s presence everywhere in the world. Then I realized my blessing, it was my curiosity of wondering how other people live. I am very fortunate to be walking as a South African. Some people will never know this feeling because they will only know their set surroundings. They will die and never see the whole world the Lord has created for us. Personally, I could not live with that feeling but I do know some people are truly happy with that feeling.
After church, we went to my place for a braai. In the states, we call it a bar-be-que. Anyways, this braai lead for me to have a bigger braai set for this Friday. Well…..the Friday has come. So, my weekend consisted of braai and new friends. I felt like home. In fact I felt so much like home; I got home sick.
Yes! I am living the dream but I still think of the old USA. For instance, who will be my next president? Well…I do not know but I do know. I will have a say to it. Proudly, I voted by www.votingabroad.com. I read the easy directions and I faxed my vote to Broad of Registration Beaufort, South Carolina. I am mailing my hard copy vote on Monday.
I voted for change, dreams, and most of all human service. I am a college graduated with a duel Bachelor of Arts degree in dance and communications. After I graduated, I decided to work for an after school program for the less fortunate African American kids. I worked as a dance coordinator to have these kids respect their bodies. With that respect, they could inspire themselves to do anything in the world. Notice: how I said inspire self.
To do this, I had given them an African Dance Camp. You could not respect yourself without knowing your roots. As they were learning their roots, these kids had something to look forward to and that was the African Dance Concert at the end of the camp. They realized with hard work anything could happen. At the concert, they all got awards and they saw visually that their hard work was worth it.
For me to make this happen, I worked everyday for 6 weeks with the non-dancing kids. I was only required to come for 2 days of the week because that was what the budget could afford. Nevertheless, I cared more about the kids of Jacob ’s Ladder in Harstville, SC then the money. I did the same program for the Salvation Army for free in my home town of Beaufort, South Carolina. Seeing the change in the kids, it made me go to Africa to learn more about that type of dancing so I could be a better teacher. To tell you the truth, I also needed to learn more about my roots.
In truth this journey is a personal community service to enhance my country USA. The kids of the USA are screaming for a positive figure in their lives. Some people may think dance will not change anything but if you look at the ending outcome of my kids. You will know those some people are wrong. I did not go to school for nothing. So with the emotional and financial support of my parents, they are making my need of community service to these kids one day happen.
I know you are asking: why could my country help me do this enhancement of my knowledge in order to be an assistance of my community one day? To my understanding, the person I am voting for has asked the same question because he has lived through this.
He is an educated person that accepted a low paying job to serve his community. He had struggled paying bills because of his belief of bettering the community. Now! He just wants young people to have the opportunity to serve the community because in the end. We will enhance the entire USA with the physical experience not just our book knowledge.
In South Africa, I am listening to his speech on CNN while reading his book “Dreams from my father.” I think about the day I was fuelled to helping with his campaign in South Carolina at Coker College. I think about why I am still fueled to spend 300 rans to send my vote to USA. I am fueled because among my personal reason of voting for him. They are many other obvious reasons of his views on tax cuts, medical care policy, and many other things that I believe Barrack “Barry” Obama should be my next president.
His journey in life began with a dream and the rest is history. My father, the dreamer, has accomplished everything in his dreams and more. Now! My father has passed this character trait to me and I am also following my dreams.
To follow my dreams, I am going by my recent advice form my best friend here in South Africa: “Do not let the little things bother you.” You see my readers, I am strong but I take things personally. If I keep on allowing myself to do this, I will not be able to focus on my dream because I am carrying negative energy. Now! I am working on leaving that negative energy with the men that do not have a good influence on my life.
I am a woman of many personalities. Through out my life of becoming a woman, I had many prominent men enhance my life. This enhancement from male figures really is true that many women never admit. Many women become who they are because of a bad or good influence from a man.
The first man in my life is the only man that has an honest intention. This man is my Dad. He loves me for me and that’s all to it. He wants the best for me and not for him. Long ago, he taught me that not all men think like this. Through out my years of growing into woman hood, I found out men do not really care about me. They care more of what is inside of them that needs attention.
At 22 years old, I get it Dad. This understanding is driving me to do more with my life and I know great things will come along to me. My description of men is my comparison to all people in this world. Sadly, this is true and I believe once I do it my way. I will gain the respect that I deserve and I will find a position in my life that holds the heart of my Dad.
So, how will I do this? Obviously, I already made some drastic choices like my move away to South Africa searching for the dream. In case you forgot readers, the dream is to be apart of an international dance company. Pause for the cause…I will like to go back to the checklist made long ago.
1) Permit
2) Body Image fix
3) Making Friends
4) Living Arrangements
5) Getting closer to God
In case you are wondering, I am placing getting closer to God under everything because this holds everything together for me. My faith is getting stronger but I am still doing actions that I know are not right. But…you may judge if you want. Let us not forget, this is my personal relationship with God. You know…his picking me up because he knows the place I am coming from. So….I am getting closer to him by just talking to him and I am trying to figure out incidents that happened to me in the past. If I figure it out through him, I can move forward and I will not let those incidents be my excuse for sinful acts. This is a hard process for me and I am braking down a lot. When this happens, I read my Bible.
THE BIBLE-this is the library of books and it is there for me and others. It is there for guidance of life on Earth. My God is so wonderful that he knew my need for this guidance. Also, he knew: it will be hard to follow this guidance.
So I test the waters and my temporary visiting permit to stay in South Africa is over in November. Do not worry! I am having the extension to February and I am hopefully getting it in October. This permit will be to February and until then I will decide what is next.
Currently, I am taking control of my body. Everyday, I am working out at the gym. I am following my rule not eating after 7:30pm. I am taking more dance classes and yoga. My biggest challenge is my eating habits. I love to eat but I am controlling it a lot more. I read two diet books and I put them together to make my own diet plan. This one book, Perfect: Counting Calories, it taught me the realization of my overload on calories in my body. The second of the books, Eating Right 4 Your Blood Type, it made me realize the different bodies and different blood types. This blood has traveled from our ancestors. I knew this is far fetched but it makes sense. It shows what foods are best for your body type. It just makes sense. However, I do not follow the entire book because I need to take my baby steps. Lord knows: I have learned my lesson of not following a diet but making it my life style. This life style is working for me. I am noticing a difference so I am going to see if I stick with it.
As for friends, I am making friends. My best friend here is from the townships of Alexander in South Africa. We work together for Ntsoana Contemporary Dance Theatre. In addition to working with me, he is a working actor on television and theatre. His amazing with humbleness, he is my rock here. He actually makes me not go completely crazy. I trust him because my director trusts him. And this is self assuring to me.
Until….I saw where he came from then we even became closer. Yes! I came to the townships and it is a wonderful place. Alexander, the township, is a huge place of a big family of people but you must know people to feel safe there. I felt safe because I came to the church there.
The church experience was amazing. Even if I did not know the language; I felt the Lord’s presence. The music was amazing. They had great singers and the best band. It was in this church that I visually saw the Lord’s presence everywhere in the world. Then I realized my blessing, it was my curiosity of wondering how other people live. I am very fortunate to be walking as a South African. Some people will never know this feeling because they will only know their set surroundings. They will die and never see the whole world the Lord has created for us. Personally, I could not live with that feeling but I do know some people are truly happy with that feeling.
After church, we went to my place for a braai. In the states, we call it a bar-be-que. Anyways, this braai lead for me to have a bigger braai set for this Friday. Well…..the Friday has come. So, my weekend consisted of braai and new friends. I felt like home. In fact I felt so much like home; I got home sick.
Yes! I am living the dream but I still think of the old USA. For instance, who will be my next president? Well…I do not know but I do know. I will have a say to it. Proudly, I voted by www.votingabroad.com. I read the easy directions and I faxed my vote to Broad of Registration Beaufort, South Carolina. I am mailing my hard copy vote on Monday.
I voted for change, dreams, and most of all human service. I am a college graduated with a duel Bachelor of Arts degree in dance and communications. After I graduated, I decided to work for an after school program for the less fortunate African American kids. I worked as a dance coordinator to have these kids respect their bodies. With that respect, they could inspire themselves to do anything in the world. Notice: how I said inspire self.
To do this, I had given them an African Dance Camp. You could not respect yourself without knowing your roots. As they were learning their roots, these kids had something to look forward to and that was the African Dance Concert at the end of the camp. They realized with hard work anything could happen. At the concert, they all got awards and they saw visually that their hard work was worth it.
For me to make this happen, I worked everyday for 6 weeks with the non-dancing kids. I was only required to come for 2 days of the week because that was what the budget could afford. Nevertheless, I cared more about the kids of Jacob ’s Ladder in Harstville, SC then the money. I did the same program for the Salvation Army for free in my home town of Beaufort, South Carolina. Seeing the change in the kids, it made me go to Africa to learn more about that type of dancing so I could be a better teacher. To tell you the truth, I also needed to learn more about my roots.
In truth this journey is a personal community service to enhance my country USA. The kids of the USA are screaming for a positive figure in their lives. Some people may think dance will not change anything but if you look at the ending outcome of my kids. You will know those some people are wrong. I did not go to school for nothing. So with the emotional and financial support of my parents, they are making my need of community service to these kids one day happen.
I know you are asking: why could my country help me do this enhancement of my knowledge in order to be an assistance of my community one day? To my understanding, the person I am voting for has asked the same question because he has lived through this.
He is an educated person that accepted a low paying job to serve his community. He had struggled paying bills because of his belief of bettering the community. Now! He just wants young people to have the opportunity to serve the community because in the end. We will enhance the entire USA with the physical experience not just our book knowledge.
In South Africa, I am listening to his speech on CNN while reading his book “Dreams from my father.” I think about the day I was fuelled to helping with his campaign in South Carolina at Coker College. I think about why I am still fueled to spend 300 rans to send my vote to USA. I am fueled because among my personal reason of voting for him. They are many other obvious reasons of his views on tax cuts, medical care policy, and many other things that I believe Barrack “Barry” Obama should be my next president.
His journey in life began with a dream and the rest is history. My father, the dreamer, has accomplished everything in his dreams and more. Now! My father has passed this character trait to me and I am also following my dreams.
To follow my dreams, I am going by my recent advice form my best friend here in South Africa: “Do not let the little things bother you.” You see my readers, I am strong but I take things personally. If I keep on allowing myself to do this, I will not be able to focus on my dream because I am carrying negative energy. Now! I am working on leaving that negative energy with the men that do not have a good influence on my life.
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
DEAR READERS: MY HOLLAND DANCE TOUR EXPERIENCE. WE BROGHT SOUTH AFRICA TO AMSTERDAM AND THE HAGUE
SEPTEMBER 30, 2008
On this day, I woke up in Holland. Why? The reason: I am on dance tour in Amsterdam. The last time I made an appearance in this city was in 2006 on a European study abroad trip. Now! I have seen it in a different light. At this moment, I am staying in a hotel boat and my window has shown me the view of the water. Immediately after viewing the water, I walked the streets in comfort because of my familiarity of the place.
However, I do not walk the streets alone. All together with me are about 20 dancers, technical crew, and choreographers and we all are walking the streets in pure bliss. As I was walking, I asked myself: how many people have the opportunity to be in Amsterdam on a dance business trip? Well….I did not know the answer. I did know I have the opportunity to be here for the Afrovibes Festival 2008.
The opening of this festival was today by a piece from the world-renowned Gregory Maqoma. The entitlement was “Last Chance.” It was a breath taking experience to watch this performance. It brought me to a world of emotions. In my opinion, the piece showed comparison of a woman to a yellow truck. This comparison related to me so much that I had actually cried.
I believed I cried because of my personal in between moment of a girl becoming a woman. It made me want to be as strong as her. This section of this piece hit me deeply. Even through, the piece had covered many issues but that issue affected me the most. Then, I had come to the realization that I am sharing the stage with these amazing dancers. For the first time, I felt a sense of luck and belonging.
All of a sudden, I felt the people around me becoming my dancing family. Honestly, my dancing family has geared me into my adulthood. They have made me find my inner self beyond my flesh and remove my lack of confidence to become a confident woman.
Throughout the trip, I had experience many things such as shopping at the market, the Amsterdam’s way of transportation on bikes, and I meet many people such as the organizer of the festival. He had seen my interest in the organization of the festival. Briefly, I had mentioned my communications degree and he asked for me to send my CV. Well….I did not waste anytime and I sent it right in. The quote I leave with you my readers: “No one is going to hand to you; you must take it.”
On this day, I woke up in Holland. Why? The reason: I am on dance tour in Amsterdam. The last time I made an appearance in this city was in 2006 on a European study abroad trip. Now! I have seen it in a different light. At this moment, I am staying in a hotel boat and my window has shown me the view of the water. Immediately after viewing the water, I walked the streets in comfort because of my familiarity of the place.
However, I do not walk the streets alone. All together with me are about 20 dancers, technical crew, and choreographers and we all are walking the streets in pure bliss. As I was walking, I asked myself: how many people have the opportunity to be in Amsterdam on a dance business trip? Well….I did not know the answer. I did know I have the opportunity to be here for the Afrovibes Festival 2008.
The opening of this festival was today by a piece from the world-renowned Gregory Maqoma. The entitlement was “Last Chance.” It was a breath taking experience to watch this performance. It brought me to a world of emotions. In my opinion, the piece showed comparison of a woman to a yellow truck. This comparison related to me so much that I had actually cried.
I believed I cried because of my personal in between moment of a girl becoming a woman. It made me want to be as strong as her. This section of this piece hit me deeply. Even through, the piece had covered many issues but that issue affected me the most. Then, I had come to the realization that I am sharing the stage with these amazing dancers. For the first time, I felt a sense of luck and belonging.
All of a sudden, I felt the people around me becoming my dancing family. Honestly, my dancing family has geared me into my adulthood. They have made me find my inner self beyond my flesh and remove my lack of confidence to become a confident woman.
Throughout the trip, I had experience many things such as shopping at the market, the Amsterdam’s way of transportation on bikes, and I meet many people such as the organizer of the festival. He had seen my interest in the organization of the festival. Briefly, I had mentioned my communications degree and he asked for me to send my CV. Well….I did not waste anytime and I sent it right in. The quote I leave with you my readers: “No one is going to hand to you; you must take it.”
THROUGH THE CAMERA, MY PICTURES OF MY LIFE IN SOUTH AFRICA-3rd dance tour holland
THE TOWNSHIP CAFE IN HOLLAND 
PARTYING IN TOWNSHIP CAFE
BIKES
THATS AMSTERDAM FOR YOU
I WANT THIS CAR
PARTYING IN TOWNSHIP CAFE
BIKES
THATS AMSTERDAM FOR YOU
I WANT THIS CAR
THROUGH THE CAMERA, MY PICTURES OF MY LIFE IN SOUTH AFRICA-3rd Dance Tour Holland
THE REASON WHY I HAD COME TO HOLLAND-THE AFROVIBES FESTIVAL 2008
GETTING READY IN THE DRESSING ROOM TO BECOME TRACEY
THE THEATRE
INSIDE THE THEATRE- GREGORY MAQOMA REHEARSING
A BOAT ON THE WATER
GETTING READY IN THE DRESSING ROOM TO BECOME TRACEY
THE THEATRE
INSIDE THE THEATRE- GREGORY MAQOMA REHEARSING
A BOAT ON THE WATER
THROUGH THE CAMERA, MY PICTURES OF MY LIFE IN SOUTH AFRICA-2nd Dance Tour Back to Joburg, South Africa
LEAVING MOZAMBIQUE-GOING BACK TO JOHANNESBURG, SOUTH AFRICA 
ARTS ALIVE IN SOUTH AFRICA. I USE TO PERFORM AT THIS DANCE FESTIVAL IN COLLEGE AND I JUST COULD NOT BELIEVE THEY HAD IT IN SOUTH AFRICA. IT WAS MUCH BIGGER HERE BUT IT WAS BECAUSE OF THE CITY. I COME FROM A SMALL TOWN. WE DID WHAT WE HAD TO DO.
MY ARTISTIC DIRECTOR SELLO PESA AND COMPANY DANCE MEMBER BRYAN
I AM GETTING READY IN THE DRESSING ROOM.
ARTS ALIVE IN SOUTH AFRICA. I USE TO PERFORM AT THIS DANCE FESTIVAL IN COLLEGE AND I JUST COULD NOT BELIEVE THEY HAD IT IN SOUTH AFRICA. IT WAS MUCH BIGGER HERE BUT IT WAS BECAUSE OF THE CITY. I COME FROM A SMALL TOWN. WE DID WHAT WE HAD TO DO.
MY ARTISTIC DIRECTOR SELLO PESA AND COMPANY DANCE MEMBER BRYAN
I AM GETTING READY IN THE DRESSING ROOM.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
THROUGH THE CAMERA, MY PICTURES OF MY LIFE IN SOUTH AFRICA-MY 1ST DANCE TOUR MOZAMBIQUE
WELCOME TO MOZAMBIQUE! NTSOANA CONTEMPORARY DANCE THEATRE.
NTSOANA CONTEMPORARY DANCE THEATRE- BRYAN AND I IN EXTRACT OF X'S 2
I PLAYED TRACEY. THE MARRIED MAN'S MISTRESS AND BRYAN PLAYED THE MARRIED WOMEN'S BOYFRIEND. IT WAS A CRAZY PIECE.
THE COMPANY'S ONLY DAY OFF. WE DECIDED TO GO TO THE BEACH
ME ON THE BEACH......MOZAMBIQUE IS JUST LOVELY.
THE COMPANY
NTSOANA CONTEMPORARY DANCE THEATRE- BRYAN AND I IN EXTRACT OF X'S 2I PLAYED TRACEY. THE MARRIED MAN'S MISTRESS AND BRYAN PLAYED THE MARRIED WOMEN'S BOYFRIEND. IT WAS A CRAZY PIECE.
THE COMPANY'S ONLY DAY OFF. WE DECIDED TO GO TO THE BEACH
ME ON THE BEACH......MOZAMBIQUE IS JUST LOVELY.
THE COMPANY
Monday, October 27, 2008
THROUGH THE CAMERA, MY PICTURES OF MY LIFE IN SOUTH AFRICA
Billtong-my brothers favorite
Biltong is a kind of cured meat that originated in South Africa. Many different types of meat can be used to make it, ranging from beef through game meats to fillets of ostrich from commercial farms. It is typically made from raw fillets of meat cut into strips following the grain of the muscle, or flat pieces sliced across the grain. It is similar to beef jerky in that they are both spiced, dried meats, but differ in their typical ingredients, taste and production process. The word biltong is from the Dutch bil ("rump") and tong ("strip" or "tongue").
Retreived from: http://www.wikipedia.com
I FOUND FAMILY-MY COUSIN IN PRETORIA
MY COUSIN ON THE SHAKER IN PRETORIA
ALL OF US TOGETHER-PRETORIA
Biltong is a kind of cured meat that originated in South Africa. Many different types of meat can be used to make it, ranging from beef through game meats to fillets of ostrich from commercial farms. It is typically made from raw fillets of meat cut into strips following the grain of the muscle, or flat pieces sliced across the grain. It is similar to beef jerky in that they are both spiced, dried meats, but differ in their typical ingredients, taste and production process. The word biltong is from the Dutch bil ("rump") and tong ("strip" or "tongue").
Retreived from: http://www.wikipedia.com
I FOUND FAMILY-MY COUSIN IN PRETORIA
MY COUSIN ON THE SHAKER IN PRETORIA
ALL OF US TOGETHER-PRETORIA
Saturday, October 18, 2008
THROUGH THE CAMERA, MY PICTURES OF MY LIFE IN SOUTH AFRICA
GETTING READY FOR DINNER 
DANCE QUOTE THAT I LIVE BY. THANKS MOM!
THE HELPER- WE CALL HER SISSY OUT OF RESPECT
DANCE QUOTE THAT I LIVE BY. THANKS MOM!
THE HELPER- WE CALL HER SISSY OUT OF RESPECT
Thursday, October 16, 2008
THROUGH THE CAMERA, MY PICTURES OF MY LIFE IN SOUTH AFRICA
The first house I stayed at in South Africa 
The two dancer statues that inspired me in a South African designer mall called Designer Quarters
It is always tea time in South Africa.
The second house I stayed at in South Africa
The two dancer statues that inspired me in a South African designer mall called Designer Quarters
It is always tea time in South Africa.
The second house I stayed at in South Africa
Sunday, October 12, 2008
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FRIENDS AND FAM SAYING GOODBYE
MY ROOM IN USA
MY DRAWING 
SOUTH AFRICAN AIRWAYS! HERE I COME
MY ROOM IN USA
MY DRAWING 
SOUTH AFRICAN AIRWAYS! HERE I COME
DEAR READERS: EXERTS FROM MY LOVE LETTER
Ok Readers! At the age of sixteen, I fell in love with this great guy. Now! I am twenty two years old and I am still in love with him. We have been dating on and off for about five years and we are currently not together. When I left for South Africa, I had no ties to him. It has been two months. Guess What? I still love him.
When you go through hard times, you turn to the people that know you best. In my case, he does know me best because of him being my best friend. So, I wrote him a letter. The following are exerts from the letter I wrote him:
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“No matter where I go or who I meet, I always think of you. I believe it is because you know me best and that is comforting to me.
Speaking of where I go, I am in South Africa. Upon my arrival to South Africa, I am waking up on a plane, South African Airways. As I am slowly arising from my sleep, I am realizing my dream coming true of being a part of an international professional dance company. I am actually here and it has taking 22 years and a 3 day plane ride.
Even if my dream has come true, I am immediately starting to work on my outside life in South Africa to support my dream. As I do this, I live by one quote: “If all people had a diary to release their frustrations, maybe the world will be at peace now.” Just like always, I am writing in my diary as a form of therapy for myself.
WHAT I AM GETTING AT? When I arrived in South Africa, I had a warm welcome. Then, I moved around to another household. To make a long story short, the person I was staying with invaded my privacy and read my diary that I always kept under private. In a sad situation, this person had read my personal diary entries that just hurt their feelings. Well…things happen for a reason and with no harsh feelings. I just moved out because it was just my time to go. On a happy note, I had taken a lot of valuable lessons from my time there. I did learn how to wash dishes and fold my clothes properly. Also, I learned that the color white should be put as bedding so no one will think that you’re dirty. If you think about it, these are valuable lessons.
Back to my journey, I moved out without an idea of where I was going. I just knew I had a strong spirit to guide me. Quickly, I thought and called my cousin in this town called Pretoria. It was about 40 minutes away from where I dance. Speaking of dance….
I am here on impulse because the Artistic Director of the company believed in me. In other words, I am faced with preparing my outside life from the dance company pretty much on my own. Do not get me wrong: I was aware of this before my arrival to South Africa. I just did not know how hard; it was going to be. Trust, it is hard.
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What is hard?
LIVING IN SOUTH AFRICA VS VACATIONING IN SOUTH AFRICA.
1) THE TAXI SYSTEM:
-My cousin did so much for me but I did not expect her to drive me 40 minutes to the dance company. So, I had to figure out the public transportation system in South Africa. THAT WAS NOT EASY.
-TO STOP A TAXI: you have to know the hand signals or they will just wave back at you with a smile.
- IF YOU GET ON THE WRONG TAXI, just expect to walk the rest of the way. Yea! I had to walk 5 miles one time.
- IT HELPS TO KNOW THE LANGUAGE. Some taxi drivers will just frustrated with you and you will not get where going.
- Helpful Tips: just write your designation on a piece of paper and always sit in front with the taxi driver.
- HOWEVER, sitting in front does have its benefits but the consequences are that you have to count ALL the passengers money. On top of that, you have to give out the correct change and sometimes there is no change to give.
- Guess What? If this happens, you will get yelled at.
- HOW TO AVOID THIS: You just have to get lost enough times and you will finally figure out where you’re going. Yea! The only way to avoid this is to know where you’re going. After you know where you’re going, it becomes like routine and eventually my taxi rides were adventures. It actually had become more like FUN.
2) HOMELESS
Going by taxi, it was getting too expensive so I just stayed with one of my cousin’s friend that lived closer to the dance company. I stayed with her until I left to my tour in Mozambique. In other words, I lived like a gipsy from house to house. I never wanted to unpack because I was looking for a vacation apartment lease for a year.
3) FRIENDS AND FAMILY
I must admit. I miss my family and friends at home and especially you. It is my first time in my life when I do not have security from people that have been there all my life. Now, I find myself just relying on me. Let me just say: It is a huge growing experience
4) PERMITS
My original permit is a temporary residences permit for 3 months because I initially wanted to test the waters first. Now, I am deciding to stay for a full year and I find it hard to find out exactly the best way to do this. On top of that, it will take some money and I just do not have much money right now.
5) VACATION OR LIVING
Trying to explain to everyone back home, I am not on vacation. This means: I have not seen the great sites of South Africa; I have not been to great restaurants; and I have not gone out. I am more worried about living life. This means: I am finding a place to live; I am budgeting my money so I can eat; I am dancing and marketing; I am trying to find the right gym for me; and I am trying to make new friends here so I will not be completely bored. Most importantly, I am getting used to living in a city and not the small town that I come from. I AM LIVING THE SOUTH AFRICAN WAY NOT VACATIONING. Literally, I am stepping my feet in some else’s shoes and my eyes are wide open.
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I am here in South Africa for this one time and I believe that this is my time to think, read, and write. This will be great to have my own internet. However, the wireless internet here is like 1,000 Rans (Rans are South African money).
I am on my self discovering days but I see clearly that it is going to work out. My faith is getting stronger but I am still figuring out things. So, I just continue to read the Bible.
No mater what, I know I will always be connected to you even if I do not understand some of your decisions. Then, I thought through out our relationship. I should have told you my feelings when I was thinking it. So, here it is. I Love You and always will. Can you handle that? “
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So, Hello Readers! In the beginning, I told you these are only exerts from my love letter and I know you’re wondering if I ever sent it. No, I did not and do not worry he does not have internet. Even more so, he does not know I have a blog. So, keep on reading and I will keep on writing my letters from South Africa.
Friday, October 10, 2008
DEAR READERS:
It has been a while and I do have interesting readings.
First, I will like to give some advice about going to South Africa:
First, I will like to give some advice about going to South Africa:
1) GENERAL ADVICE: Follow your dreams, you only live once.
-My dream has always been to dance for an international dance company in Africa. Simply, my roots come from Africa and I always felt like a need to know more about it.
-To fulfill my dream, I thought if I was going to dance for a living. Why not be there in Africa?
-Truthfully, I did not think of having the abilities of dancing professionally. I still do not think so. Let’s just say…..my prayers were answered.
2) ON THE REAL: Before you leave, GET YOUR PERMIT OR VISA. I did not do this and it really has been difficult finding out about extinction.
3) Pack your luggage Lightly. YOU NEVER KNOW WHERE YOU WILL END UP.
4) If you’re staying with someone over there, you should get to know them by emailing and talking to them on the phone frequently. Even if these people are your family.
5) GET YOUR PLANE TICKET IN ADVANCE
6) READ THE LOCAL NEWSPAPER
7) LEARN THE LANGUAGE OF THE PEOPLE YOU ARE GOING TO BE AROUND, SOUTH AFRICA IS A BIG COUNTRY WITH MANY DIFFERENT LANGUAGES.
8) LOOK AT WEBSITES FOR FOREIGNS ABROAD AND FIND THE AMERICAN SOCIETY. YOU WILL NEED THIS SUPPORT.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
DEAR READERS:
From: My Personal Diary
“Your first draft is from your heart” – “Finding Forrester”
The above quote is from the movie Finding Forrester. This quote fits the following blog. The blog writing that you are about to read is from my personal diary. Please be aware! This is not edited because it is straight from my heart. In other words, it will contain grammatical errors. Hopefully, you will get inspiration…….
August 5, 2008
At times, I sometimes wonder: why nobody could take my honest love and love me back?
As I leave for South Africa, I realize all the love worth anything is from my family. I love them and they love me. So everything that I held on to, I am letting it go. My promise to myself: I will speak and live everything I say. I will allow myself for love someday. I will dance my full heart out. Once and for all, I will appreciate myself.
Self love is very important. I am still trying to find my self love. While I am finding that, I do have dreams for myself which are I will dance, choreography, and market the dance business.
Learning the dance business, it is my first priority. My dad has told me: “I could do anything in this world.” The only person that could stop me is I. Honestly, I just want to get away.
If he wants to find me, he will. My dad was right about him, he needs to know my worth. Ok! On to other things, I will leave that drama in the USA.
Currently, I am on my first flight on my journey to South Africa. First, the guy I was sitting next to in the airport is sitting next to me in the plane. On a weird factor, this guy is carryin my exact iPOD. The same exact one.
Do I talk to him? No. You know, I have been to many trips overseas but this trip is different. I really do not know when I am coming back.
Will I miss the family? Of course.
Will I miss some friends? Yes
Will I strive to be the best I can be? Yes
By the way, I do realize that seems like I am going to the military.
If I keep on this path, I will receive a great life. To stay focus, I must remember to save money. Also, I must remember to dance like no tomorrow. Oops! I forgot to email my artistic director. Well…I guess I will be seeing him for at least a year so it will be ok.
You know, I have learned not to act like a child. I am an adult and I must be conscious how to act. Do you want to know the gossip on the flight?
The flight attendant is very boring. She looks like she has not slept for a month. I can tell by her body language that she eats when she is stress. When she talks, she hides her body. As she walks down the ale, she looks straight to the floor. This is a good sign of insecurity.
Why do I go into detail about her? I am a people watcher. I look at people’s body language or you can just think that I know how the flight attendant feels. Every woman feels just like her, just some hide it better than others. By the way, my habit of people watching is not a bad habit. I get my best choreography from it.
You know, my regrets of this trip are I am missing the Coldplay concert and I am missing the final episodes of SYTYCD. “So you think you can dance” is my favorite show because I want to be on it. I vote religiously and it has come to the point when I called my friends to vote for Katee and Joshua.
At that moment, I can not decide who I love more but I know why I love them. Katee has a heart and she is a consistent worker. At the beginning of the season, the show thought she was a little conceited but they were wrong. What Katee meant was she had just picked herself up from not making it last season that she did not think she could go through that again. How do I know this? they showed a clip of her crying backstage. On an honest note…..Katee did sound a little conceited when she was talking to the judges. But…..I do not blame her because it is just hard. Now…she is a success story.
Joshua is fierce and he does not have the typical dancer body. Whatever that is suppose to be and that’s why I love him because I do not have that typical dancer body either. I am very muscular, big boobs, and big butt.
Joshua looks like a football player with a huge ass, his sexy, and he looks like he could kick your behind. Then, he talks and you find out his sweetheart side.
I look like a short Vikki model but I have a voice of a 5 year old sweetheart. My personality brings my visual sex kitten body impression to your best friend. Do you see the resemblance of Joshua and me?
TIME OUT! This guy I am sitting by really is biting his finger nails a lot. This habit reminds me of my brother. Ok! The flight is stopping in Washington, DC-Dullas. Got to go!
August 6, 2008 –Wednesday
Frankfort Germany
This morning, I am awakened by the flight attendant for breakfast so I am assuming this is the next day. Last night at 9:45pm, I got onto the flight for Germany. Immediately landing in Washington, D.C, I had to find my way in a new airport and board for Germany. The airplane was much nicer because it was an international plane. Also, the flight attendant job for international planes seemed to have much more glamour to it.
All the attendants could speak a different language rather than English. The crew had a confident attitude about themselves. It was pleasant.
Anyways…..the guy next to me was on my same flight of Washington, DC. Just by coincidence, he sat right by me and helped me with my 70lb carry-on bag. So, I spoke to him and I found out his from Savannah, GA. This city is only an hour away from where I live. He was going to Iraq because he worked for the government. As we were talking, my sitting partner had come to sit by me. Her name was Dr. (name that I still can not pronounce).
Anyways…she was transporting stem cells for a patient with Leukemia. So, the whole plane ride, she had to ask for ice. Fascinating, I know but she was a little creepy. So…I was glad my homeboy from Savannah had many seats available beside him.
Quickly, I moved over and had room to stretch out. I ended up watching a good movie which I do not even know the name and had a respectful sleep. In other words, my sleep was just OK. As I look at the map on the screen, we are closely approaching Germany and I still do not know if I want to leave the airport. However, I have to be there all day but I am scared of the checking back in. Well…I will decide later. I do want to take a shower.
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Even if I do not know it or not, I need to act as if I AM AN South African because I just HATE feeling lost. The woman sitting next to me does not like me. So…this will be a quiet flight. By the way, this airport was so much different than I am use to. I am really ready to go to South Africa. Oh Lord! What did I get myself into?
AUGUST 7, 2008
“If you envision your destiny, you must have the strength to achieve it. I envision me opening my own MUFUKAWORKS business for a profit company. In South Africa, my intentions are to dance for Ntsoana Contemporary Dance Company and learn how a company works. Also, I want to be in touch with my church.
I will remember who I am and I will know that I could be so much more. I only have one life to live and I am living it. It is time for me to inspire myself.
Oh! My dear love, I am not mad at you because one day you will find me. I only wished for us to have a good life. You know! It is OK to be on my own. ONE NOTE: LAY OFF THE BREAD ELSIE. PLEASE WATCH YOUR WEIGHT.
AUGUST 8, 2008
When I arrived to South Africa, my ride was not here yet. So of course, I was freaking out. I called my dad (collect) and he called my ride. About 2 hours, my ride was there since it was a big airport. She got lost. Actually, I looked relaxed she said. Well…I was trying to blend. Anyways…. we left the airport riding in the car were the driver seat was on the left.
Soon, we arrived at the dance studio were I will be working at and I loved it. Sello Pesa and the dancers were pleasant. Then, I left because of my bad jet leg. Then, I approached this beautiful house on where I was going to be staying. It had tennis courts, weight room, a pool, and modern furniture. On top of that, they are renovating a guest house. I wanted to run around the whole house and take a look. But….I was introduced to my bedroom which was fabulous. This is definitely the life. However….when I called my mom I cried.
I cried because of mixed feelings of happy that I was here and also nervous about dance tomorrow.
Fortunately….Dance was lovely. I swear that dance is the universal language. No matter if we do all speak different languages. We have one thing in common DANCE. Oh! It also helps that everyone speaks the English language but they speak the native tongue in the studio. Yea! It is really fun trying to guess what is being said.
All in all…..I caught on to the choreography and I was put in the show.
Well…tomorrow is a NEW DAY. You need a phone. Ok! it is late and I really can not SLEEP. On top of that, I am watching whose wedding is it anyway?
I must admit that I am getting teary eye thinking of some of the people at home. Practically, I am thinking of one person and wondering why this person hurt my feelings. I thought that this person cared for me.
At the same time, I can not keep thinking of what use to be and I must concentrate on making my dreams come true. You know one thing, I learned about myself. I have become a little comfortable in my own skin. I am seeing my future come into place and I must remember to be patient. Tomorrow! I move into my permanent place and I just can not wait. Then, I will feel at home. Note: I need a better pen.
AUGUST 9, 2008
Once you been independent, it Is hard to go back to being dependent. I must humble myself because the person I am living with already thinks: I am BRAT. She got this impression from one of my very own close relatives. Well….at least I thought we were close.
So, my job as a guest is to not show anything is affecting me and to act as everything is OK. I strive to have a better life and I will. One thing that I want is a phone and internet. I really just can not wait to get into my permanent space. Its time to create what is in my mind. “Be a complete being”
I need to find a gym and also not be scared of my surrounds but be conscious of my surrounds. SABC news. com . You know everything is OK. Don’t worry! I must remember to tell myself that everyday. In all truth, I feel a bit lonely.
AUGUST 10, 2008
At the moment, I am in a world were only money matters. My house host thought I was a complete spoiled Brat. Well…at least the host is allowing me to stay here. Some of the kids around the area of the town like in the mall, streets, and everywhere are just spoiled brats and I really can not stand it. These kids expect adults to listen to them instead of vice versa. It is like Beverly Hills or at least what I heard the Hills are like. Let me take a time out: LORD! THANK YOU FOR MY BLEESINGS BUT IT REALLY Is TIME FOR ME TO LOOK FOR MY OWN PLACE.
AUGUST 12, 2008
It comes to a point in your life when it is time to grow up. I am 22 years old and I am ready to start my career. You know, I dream of the day when I can pay my parents back for everything. I realize money will gain respect. HA! Who am I joking? Only, your character can gain respect.
AUGUST 13, 2008
So, I really need to live the life. I know the life that I do not want. I need to stop wasting days here. My life is important to me and I still really do not have a clear pathway of what I want to do. My life in South Africa is not what I expected. So, I need to make things happen. The living arrangements are not working for me. I really do not have any peace. My privacy is always being invaded. You think me growing up with like 10 of my cousins in the same house will get me away of me needing privacy. Surprise, I did have my privacy even with all my cousins, mom, dad, and little brother. But here, not quite true.
AUGUST 13, 2008
MY BIBLE READING
Sabbath
7th day for rest
He has provided us with instructions of living and as his children. We should follow his word.
AUGUST 16, 2008
I am living in a world that I have no idea about. I must start taking immediate action on my dreams coming true. Right now, I am going through a hard time. Last night, I found out my cousin’s mother passed and its killing me that I am not there for him. Today, I must take action.
1. budget money
2. take care of my body (I am looking fat)
3. Get out of this place
I absolutely can not stand being in these living arrangements. The people I am staying with do have a kind heart but it is just not me. They have no idea who I am so they have no need to care for my feelings. My host seems to just bring down everything I stand for. There is a lot of people supporting me on this crazy journey of mine and its time for me to take control of it. Today, I am getting internet connection, talking to some family members here. I just need to move forward. Unfortunately, I need to get out. You chose your surroundings and I chose mine. It is hard here. It is just hard times for my testimony. Tonight, I will go out and try to focus on why I had come to South Africa.
It is a dream that is happening. For my short term dream, I must learn everything that South Africa has to offer. Just take it one day at a time.
permit
internet
transportation (public)
keep things private
Ok! I am taking more me time. I am going to finally shave my legs. I am going to find a newspaper. I must ask the helper some questions. Yes! I have a helper in the house. I know she will know where the newspaper is. Ha! I know its like starting life all over again. BACK TO BEING A FRESHMAN.
AUGUST 20, 2008
The only person that will get me through is my GOD and my savior Jesus Christ. I am here for a reason. I must keep fighting. Today, I had a day of eating and still was not quite satisfy with my food. Tomorrow, I will get my facial and eyebrows done. I will wait till Monday to go to the American Embassy
SEPTEMBER 14, 2008
WOW! I have faced a lot of stuff in this life and I do realize that I am living well. Well..I have come through a lot these months and one thing that I am facing is my religion, my love, and my biggest conflict. What do I want to do? Well…I am an artist and its all I wanted. My body image of myself has held me back. So…I am so happy that I just went out and sought out my dream. Who has inspired me? Rene Zillenger. She is an artist. She holding a college degree. But….
She went out there and fulfilled her dream. She claimed it. As for me, I am claiming and putting God in my life.
I believe in God but I am working on getting closer to him. Honestly, the church and the Bible studies that I am going to are overwhelming me because I am starting to feel judgmental vibes. However….I do want to keep learning the Bible and I am doing it. It took me a long time to get this close to God. There was a time when I did not even think about the things I think about now.
My goals for today.
Remembering my passion
It is my passion to be a performer and I am going to do it while I am here. Auditions, classes, working out. Let me just see what happens.
SEPTEMBER 15, 2008
I never was clear to you but I moved out of my pervious living arrangements. You will not believe this but my host read my diary. It was meant to be. It is not my place to dwell on it. I am really tried but I must mention the moon is orange today.
SEPTEMBER 18, 2008
Being I South Africa, it is my way of getting away and really thinking of everything. I have a strong vision however I have no idea how I am going do it. So, I am really figuring out my purpose in life and just having fun.
SEPTEMBER 21, 2008
As I sit here on a Sunday morning, I watch CNN Revealed on Joe Biden. So, where am I sitting? My new place. I have a beautiful view of the city of Johannesburg. This place is close to where I dance so no more mini taxis. Also, I am joining this second dance studio of choreographers from “So you think you can dance-South Africa” This show recognizes dancers on a national level by TV. Secretly, it is everything I want to be apart of. So, do I want to stay in South Africa for the rest of my life? May not, it is sometimes lonely for me. I am away from my family and friends but it is time to figure myself out. But, I do dance, I am working out, and I believe into going into arts administration.
To tell the truth, I want to be stable but I want to live the glam life. Just like the stars. I would not mind traveling but I want to do with my love. Truly, my love is the only one I want to be with. I fell in love with him and I guess just stayed like that. I miss him and I do wonder about him. I know he thinks of me and we will be together one day. You know, one thing about me once I say something. I do it. At my time here in South Africa, I am lonely but you know. I am going to use this time to read and write more.
In my life, it has come to the point for growing up.
OK! It is time to breath. After waiting all day, Could you imagine I almost missed my flight? Anyways……I realized it and now I am all set to go to South Africa.
Even if I do not know it or not, I need to act as if I AM AN South Africa because I just HATE feeling lost. The woman sitting next to me does not like me. So…this will be a quiet flight. By the way, this airport was so much different than I am use to. I am really ready to go to South Africa. Oh Lord! What did I get myself into?
“Your first draft is from your heart” – “Finding Forrester”
The above quote is from the movie Finding Forrester. This quote fits the following blog. The blog writing that you are about to read is from my personal diary. Please be aware! This is not edited because it is straight from my heart. In other words, it will contain grammatical errors. Hopefully, you will get inspiration…….
August 5, 2008
At times, I sometimes wonder: why nobody could take my honest love and love me back?
As I leave for South Africa, I realize all the love worth anything is from my family. I love them and they love me. So everything that I held on to, I am letting it go. My promise to myself: I will speak and live everything I say. I will allow myself for love someday. I will dance my full heart out. Once and for all, I will appreciate myself.
Self love is very important. I am still trying to find my self love. While I am finding that, I do have dreams for myself which are I will dance, choreography, and market the dance business.
Learning the dance business, it is my first priority. My dad has told me: “I could do anything in this world.” The only person that could stop me is I. Honestly, I just want to get away.
If he wants to find me, he will. My dad was right about him, he needs to know my worth. Ok! On to other things, I will leave that drama in the USA.
Currently, I am on my first flight on my journey to South Africa. First, the guy I was sitting next to in the airport is sitting next to me in the plane. On a weird factor, this guy is carryin my exact iPOD. The same exact one.
Do I talk to him? No. You know, I have been to many trips overseas but this trip is different. I really do not know when I am coming back.
Will I miss the family? Of course.
Will I miss some friends? Yes
Will I strive to be the best I can be? Yes
By the way, I do realize that seems like I am going to the military.
If I keep on this path, I will receive a great life. To stay focus, I must remember to save money. Also, I must remember to dance like no tomorrow. Oops! I forgot to email my artistic director. Well…I guess I will be seeing him for at least a year so it will be ok.
You know, I have learned not to act like a child. I am an adult and I must be conscious how to act. Do you want to know the gossip on the flight?
The flight attendant is very boring. She looks like she has not slept for a month. I can tell by her body language that she eats when she is stress. When she talks, she hides her body. As she walks down the ale, she looks straight to the floor. This is a good sign of insecurity.
Why do I go into detail about her? I am a people watcher. I look at people’s body language or you can just think that I know how the flight attendant feels. Every woman feels just like her, just some hide it better than others. By the way, my habit of people watching is not a bad habit. I get my best choreography from it.
You know, my regrets of this trip are I am missing the Coldplay concert and I am missing the final episodes of SYTYCD. “So you think you can dance” is my favorite show because I want to be on it. I vote religiously and it has come to the point when I called my friends to vote for Katee and Joshua.
At that moment, I can not decide who I love more but I know why I love them. Katee has a heart and she is a consistent worker. At the beginning of the season, the show thought she was a little conceited but they were wrong. What Katee meant was she had just picked herself up from not making it last season that she did not think she could go through that again. How do I know this? they showed a clip of her crying backstage. On an honest note…..Katee did sound a little conceited when she was talking to the judges. But…..I do not blame her because it is just hard. Now…she is a success story.
Joshua is fierce and he does not have the typical dancer body. Whatever that is suppose to be and that’s why I love him because I do not have that typical dancer body either. I am very muscular, big boobs, and big butt.
Joshua looks like a football player with a huge ass, his sexy, and he looks like he could kick your behind. Then, he talks and you find out his sweetheart side.
I look like a short Vikki model but I have a voice of a 5 year old sweetheart. My personality brings my visual sex kitten body impression to your best friend. Do you see the resemblance of Joshua and me?
TIME OUT! This guy I am sitting by really is biting his finger nails a lot. This habit reminds me of my brother. Ok! The flight is stopping in Washington, DC-Dullas. Got to go!
August 6, 2008 –Wednesday
Frankfort Germany
This morning, I am awakened by the flight attendant for breakfast so I am assuming this is the next day. Last night at 9:45pm, I got onto the flight for Germany. Immediately landing in Washington, D.C, I had to find my way in a new airport and board for Germany. The airplane was much nicer because it was an international plane. Also, the flight attendant job for international planes seemed to have much more glamour to it.
All the attendants could speak a different language rather than English. The crew had a confident attitude about themselves. It was pleasant.
Anyways…..the guy next to me was on my same flight of Washington, DC. Just by coincidence, he sat right by me and helped me with my 70lb carry-on bag. So, I spoke to him and I found out his from Savannah, GA. This city is only an hour away from where I live. He was going to Iraq because he worked for the government. As we were talking, my sitting partner had come to sit by me. Her name was Dr. (name that I still can not pronounce).
Anyways…she was transporting stem cells for a patient with Leukemia. So, the whole plane ride, she had to ask for ice. Fascinating, I know but she was a little creepy. So…I was glad my homeboy from Savannah had many seats available beside him.
Quickly, I moved over and had room to stretch out. I ended up watching a good movie which I do not even know the name and had a respectful sleep. In other words, my sleep was just OK. As I look at the map on the screen, we are closely approaching Germany and I still do not know if I want to leave the airport. However, I have to be there all day but I am scared of the checking back in. Well…I will decide later. I do want to take a shower.
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I AM HERE. I am at the Frankfort Germany Airport. The first place I checked out was the information desk (not helpful). As I looked around, I noticed all these nice lounges and I could not get into the lounges.
Yea! I am not apart of the Star Alliance. The difference between an American Airport and this one was you have to go through baggage claim to get into your individual gate. So….if you are like me arriving at 12:00pm and leaving till 8:00pm. YOU ARE screwed. Also, your stuck in the shopping center with a bunch of sweaty people.
Unless, you spend 7.40 euros on fries and water. Why? So….I you could sit in the restaurant area. Yea! I did it but trust I was sitting comfortable. Well… I needed to catch up on my writing, sleep, and reading. I know your thinking: Why I did not see the city? Well…I was thinking how much it will suck if I could not get in the airport? It will suck. What also provoked me was the line for the passport check made it not worth it. One person may try to be just a JERK when I try to get back in. So …I sit looking at all the different people and notice the wide range of White people.
Literally, I could count the blacks on my one hand. I am number 5. Sorry! I could not help but notice it. You know everyone notices these things even if they want to admit or not. Well….how interesting. So…I slept all day and it was peaceful. The restaurant was lit dark so every time I got up to read my Bible. I fell right asleep. Oops
So…at 5:00pm, I went to look around the location. This was a good time to be a loner because you do not want to talk to anybody. After I freshen up in the bathroom, I went to the book store with no intention of buying anything. As I was looking, I saw the different publications of American magazines international style and vis versa. It seems that the rest of the world has a connection and the US seems to be a little bit of an outsider.
WE are outsiders that some admire. As I travel to many places, I do feel this disconnection from the rest of the world. It is like being the popular kid but nobody really likes you. This is just a personal feeling maybe I just need to learn another language maybe that is it. Most people overseas could speak at least 3 languages and that automatically connects them to 3 different cultures.
FOR EXAMPLE, one may speak English, German, and French. That will connect you to all three cultures. For example, I speak English and South Africans do speak English but it will be nice for me not to rely on people just speaking my language. I just hope they do not think my intentions of being superior and expect them to speak English in their own country.
When I get to South Africa, the first thing I am doing is getting a fashion magazine so I could transform myself into their culture. I learned that in the book store. What I saw in those magazines was exactly how people were dressing in the airport. The people in the airport are beautiful. They all look like they came straight from a fashion magazine but of course some people fell through the cracks.
You know writing in this diary is so therapy. I love the feeling; I am getting. It is like having a best friend. You know its time to live up my life style. Actually, I am frankly tried of talking what I am going to do. I am just going to do it.
I am actually here sitting in the South African Airways terminal. I have one more connecting flight and I am way over excited. Meaning, I have been waiting for months for this moment. In just a few hours, I will be right there working for my dream company. “Never LOOK back” somebody told me.
Sadly, I am going to have to take that advice. It is time to grow up ELSIE. You must pay attention. You must know everything around you. On this plane ride, open your eyes and pay attention to conversation. I started out on a bus coming to the terminals of Frankfort Germany.
On a side note, I notice nobody has iPods. If I was in the US, I use to be the only one without a iPod. People are actually having conversation with each other. This trip really has felt like one BIG long day. The time change is awful.
OK! It is time to breath. After waiting all day, Could you imagine I almost missed my flight? Anyways……I realized it and now I am all set to go to South Africa.
Even if I do not know it or not, I need to act as if I AM AN South African because I just HATE feeling lost. The woman sitting next to me does not like me. So…this will be a quiet flight. By the way, this airport was so much different than I am use to. I am really ready to go to South Africa. Oh Lord! What did I get myself into?
AUGUST 7, 2008
“If you envision your destiny, you must have the strength to achieve it. I envision me opening my own MUFUKAWORKS business for a profit company. In South Africa, my intentions are to dance for Ntsoana Contemporary Dance Company and learn how a company works. Also, I want to be in touch with my church.
I will remember who I am and I will know that I could be so much more. I only have one life to live and I am living it. It is time for me to inspire myself.
Oh! My dear love, I am not mad at you because one day you will find me. I only wished for us to have a good life. You know! It is OK to be on my own. ONE NOTE: LAY OFF THE BREAD ELSIE. PLEASE WATCH YOUR WEIGHT.
AUGUST 8, 2008
When I arrived to South Africa, my ride was not here yet. So of course, I was freaking out. I called my dad (collect) and he called my ride. About 2 hours, my ride was there since it was a big airport. She got lost. Actually, I looked relaxed she said. Well…I was trying to blend. Anyways…. we left the airport riding in the car were the driver seat was on the left.
Soon, we arrived at the dance studio were I will be working at and I loved it. Sello Pesa and the dancers were pleasant. Then, I left because of my bad jet leg. Then, I approached this beautiful house on where I was going to be staying. It had tennis courts, weight room, a pool, and modern furniture. On top of that, they are renovating a guest house. I wanted to run around the whole house and take a look. But….I was introduced to my bedroom which was fabulous. This is definitely the life. However….when I called my mom I cried.
I cried because of mixed feelings of happy that I was here and also nervous about dance tomorrow.
Fortunately….Dance was lovely. I swear that dance is the universal language. No matter if we do all speak different languages. We have one thing in common DANCE. Oh! It also helps that everyone speaks the English language but they speak the native tongue in the studio. Yea! It is really fun trying to guess what is being said.
All in all…..I caught on to the choreography and I was put in the show.
Well…tomorrow is a NEW DAY. You need a phone. Ok! it is late and I really can not SLEEP. On top of that, I am watching whose wedding is it anyway?
I must admit that I am getting teary eye thinking of some of the people at home. Practically, I am thinking of one person and wondering why this person hurt my feelings. I thought that this person cared for me.
At the same time, I can not keep thinking of what use to be and I must concentrate on making my dreams come true. You know one thing, I learned about myself. I have become a little comfortable in my own skin. I am seeing my future come into place and I must remember to be patient. Tomorrow! I move into my permanent place and I just can not wait. Then, I will feel at home. Note: I need a better pen.
AUGUST 9, 2008
Once you been independent, it Is hard to go back to being dependent. I must humble myself because the person I am living with already thinks: I am BRAT. She got this impression from one of my very own close relatives. Well….at least I thought we were close.
So, my job as a guest is to not show anything is affecting me and to act as everything is OK. I strive to have a better life and I will. One thing that I want is a phone and internet. I really just can not wait to get into my permanent space. Its time to create what is in my mind. “Be a complete being”
I need to find a gym and also not be scared of my surrounds but be conscious of my surrounds. SABC news. com . You know everything is OK. Don’t worry! I must remember to tell myself that everyday. In all truth, I feel a bit lonely.
AUGUST 10, 2008
At the moment, I am in a world were only money matters. My house host thought I was a complete spoiled Brat. Well…at least the host is allowing me to stay here. Some of the kids around the area of the town like in the mall, streets, and everywhere are just spoiled brats and I really can not stand it. These kids expect adults to listen to them instead of vice versa. It is like Beverly Hills or at least what I heard the Hills are like. Let me take a time out: LORD! THANK YOU FOR MY BLEESINGS BUT IT REALLY Is TIME FOR ME TO LOOK FOR MY OWN PLACE.
AUGUST 12, 2008
It comes to a point in your life when it is time to grow up. I am 22 years old and I am ready to start my career. You know, I dream of the day when I can pay my parents back for everything. I realize money will gain respect. HA! Who am I joking? Only, your character can gain respect.
AUGUST 13, 2008
So, I really need to live the life. I know the life that I do not want. I need to stop wasting days here. My life is important to me and I still really do not have a clear pathway of what I want to do. My life in South Africa is not what I expected. So, I need to make things happen. The living arrangements are not working for me. I really do not have any peace. My privacy is always being invaded. You think me growing up with like 10 of my cousins in the same house will get me away of me needing privacy. Surprise, I did have my privacy even with all my cousins, mom, dad, and little brother. But here, not quite true.
AUGUST 13, 2008
MY BIBLE READING
Sabbath
7th day for rest
He has provided us with instructions of living and as his children. We should follow his word.
AUGUST 16, 2008
I am living in a world that I have no idea about. I must start taking immediate action on my dreams coming true. Right now, I am going through a hard time. Last night, I found out my cousin’s mother passed and its killing me that I am not there for him. Today, I must take action.
1. budget money
2. take care of my body (I am looking fat)
3. Get out of this place
I absolutely can not stand being in these living arrangements. The people I am staying with do have a kind heart but it is just not me. They have no idea who I am so they have no need to care for my feelings. My host seems to just bring down everything I stand for. There is a lot of people supporting me on this crazy journey of mine and its time for me to take control of it. Today, I am getting internet connection, talking to some family members here. I just need to move forward. Unfortunately, I need to get out. You chose your surroundings and I chose mine. It is hard here. It is just hard times for my testimony. Tonight, I will go out and try to focus on why I had come to South Africa.
It is a dream that is happening. For my short term dream, I must learn everything that South Africa has to offer. Just take it one day at a time.
permit
internet
transportation (public)
keep things private
Ok! I am taking more me time. I am going to finally shave my legs. I am going to find a newspaper. I must ask the helper some questions. Yes! I have a helper in the house. I know she will know where the newspaper is. Ha! I know its like starting life all over again. BACK TO BEING A FRESHMAN.
AUGUST 20, 2008
The only person that will get me through is my GOD and my savior Jesus Christ. I am here for a reason. I must keep fighting. Today, I had a day of eating and still was not quite satisfy with my food. Tomorrow, I will get my facial and eyebrows done. I will wait till Monday to go to the American Embassy
SEPTEMBER 14, 2008
WOW! I have faced a lot of stuff in this life and I do realize that I am living well. Well..I have come through a lot these months and one thing that I am facing is my religion, my love, and my biggest conflict. What do I want to do? Well…I am an artist and its all I wanted. My body image of myself has held me back. So…I am so happy that I just went out and sought out my dream. Who has inspired me? Rene Zillenger. She is an artist. She holding a college degree. But….
She went out there and fulfilled her dream. She claimed it. As for me, I am claiming and putting God in my life.
I believe in God but I am working on getting closer to him. Honestly, the church and the Bible studies that I am going to are overwhelming me because I am starting to feel judgmental vibes. However….I do want to keep learning the Bible and I am doing it. It took me a long time to get this close to God. There was a time when I did not even think about the things I think about now.
My goals for today.
Remembering my passion
It is my passion to be a performer and I am going to do it while I am here. Auditions, classes, working out. Let me just see what happens.
SEPTEMBER 15, 2008
I never was clear to you but I moved out of my pervious living arrangements. You will not believe this but my host read my diary. It was meant to be. It is not my place to dwell on it. I am really tried but I must mention the moon is orange today.
SEPTEMBER 18, 2008
Being I South Africa, it is my way of getting away and really thinking of everything. I have a strong vision however I have no idea how I am going do it. So, I am really figuring out my purpose in life and just having fun.
SEPTEMBER 21, 2008
As I sit here on a Sunday morning, I watch CNN Revealed on Joe Biden. So, where am I sitting? My new place. I have a beautiful view of the city of Johannesburg. This place is close to where I dance so no more mini taxis. Also, I am joining this second dance studio of choreographers from “So you think you can dance-South Africa” This show recognizes dancers on a national level by TV. Secretly, it is everything I want to be apart of. So, do I want to stay in South Africa for the rest of my life? May not, it is sometimes lonely for me. I am away from my family and friends but it is time to figure myself out. But, I do dance, I am working out, and I believe into going into arts administration.
To tell the truth, I want to be stable but I want to live the glam life. Just like the stars. I would not mind traveling but I want to do with my love. Truly, my love is the only one I want to be with. I fell in love with him and I guess just stayed like that. I miss him and I do wonder about him. I know he thinks of me and we will be together one day. You know, one thing about me once I say something. I do it. At my time here in South Africa, I am lonely but you know. I am going to use this time to read and write more.
In my life, it has come to the point for growing up.
OK! It is time to breath. After waiting all day, Could you imagine I almost missed my flight? Anyways……I realized it and now I am all set to go to South Africa.
Even if I do not know it or not, I need to act as if I AM AN South Africa because I just HATE feeling lost. The woman sitting next to me does not like me. So…this will be a quiet flight. By the way, this airport was so much different than I am use to. I am really ready to go to South Africa. Oh Lord! What did I get myself into?
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