I'm pretty sure that last practice we had, no one realized it was our "last practice". Practice was pretty chill (surprisingly), no one was too stressed, we pretty much mossed the whole time. As good as that was, I could tell that no one really realized that.. that would pretty much be the last time all of us would be together like that. I'm taking it in right now.. It's pretty bittersweet, to be honest with you. I'm stoked for workshops but I'm gonna miss just kickin' it with my homies, you know? But yeah, all-in-all, dope practice.
Afterwards, a handful of us (Frannie, Greg, James, Tin, Adolfo and I) went to Sobeys to shop for dinner tonight.. Haha which was fun. Me and Frannie were so keen on not sharing .. yeah right. Our team's a pack of fuckin' wolves. Anyways, we bough sandwich stuff, 3 packs of cookies, and hotstuff. The rest came back with a shitload of shit too. Dinner was set for the night and we were off to the Marriott. It was probably the nicest hotel I've been in. I'm not going into deets about it, but trust, it was N-O-I-C-E. So, we ate, watched T.V., swam a bit, and hit the hay. I had such a shitty time sleeping, though, to be quite frank with you. A), Mikey, who was too my right, has boney ass elbows and would twitch every 2 seconds (thus I switched with Greg), and B), Greg, who I normally love sleeping beside, would move every 2 seconds and yell out something to every single person who came into a room. UGH! Haha.
I woke up the next morning to fucking Getting Closer to God being replayed every 4 minutes, along with Diamond shoving a camera and a camera light into our faces, telling us to wake up while vblogging what was going on. Honestly! So effin' annoying. HAHAHA! But yeah, breakfast was beautiful, it was buffet style and mu'fuckin' FREE! MY FAVORITE WORD LOLZ! But yeah, got stuffed in my belly, packed up and left for the CNE.
When we got there everyone else was waiting for us. We registered and waited for hours. I learned a routine from Tre Armstrong's workshop. It was.. BBG (lol), short, but fun to do nonetheless. Andrew's mamadukes made us spaghetti filipino style, so I ate for sure. We practiced a bit and got ready and stuff. It was a fun process! Frannie did my make up and I felt like my face was 1234567890 times heavier, but I looked dutty good.
When the juniors went up, the seniors were back in the waiting room just cheering them on. Honestly, their performance really changed alot of things I was thinking. I'm truly proud of them all and they smashed a nig out. They did so well, and thus they took home gold in their division. They look good in their gold anyways, right? Haha!
Senior team.. oh man. What a friggin' rush. Waiting in the dressing room was hot, yucky, and it brought the butterflies, that's for sure. Right before going on stage I was killing myself not to cry.. I had so much makeup put on and it wasn't going to be washed off by my friggin' emotions, cried anyways but with the lovely magic of hairspray on my face, I was saved. LOL! Honestly.. The performance.. No words really. We fuckin' smashed it though. Take a look when you have the time : http://www.facebook.com/video/video.php?v=84536834563&ref=mf
Yeah, so during the award ceremony, so much shit was running through my head. 3 months worth of shit, to be precise. I remember when they announced our runner ups, I was blinded with tears first of all, and i ran into any open arms I saw. Gold never looked so good. Congrats to our 2 runner up teams, btw, they did a hella good job as well.
As for C2 Genesys.. My outlet, my inspirations, my crew, my escape, my backbone, my best friends, my FAMILY.. nothing can take away what we gained this weekend. Gold medal and all, but so much more. I can't even string together the proper words to describe how I'm feeling, and I can't even calculate the things GNS has brought to my life. I've been there from the get-go, ladies and gents, from its small beginnings to everything else. I've been behind Diamond and Greg through out the process and I have never turned my back. My doubt that I had previously.. well, it's my doubt. I mean we're not perfect.. But I'm not gonna bitch and pout about it. I'm not gonna hate on my fam, Mike Song even said - create a positive dancing environment. Getting mad at every thing isn't really doing that, right? As much as our team needs to change, we're FUCKIN GOOD. We have the potential to do anything. We just need to get right!
So, to my C2 GNS homies reading this -
Thank you, you're all the biggest blessings of my life, every single one of you has a special place in my heart. I love you all for keeping me up during my lowest time. One team one dream.
And to Greg, my inspiration, my source of determination, what keeps my perseverance, my true love and my everything,
with everything you're going through now, your struggle and your slump, I will always be there to support whatever you do. You push me to become stronger as not only a dancer but in every single aspect of my life. Looking back at the final product you (and Diamond, Ian and David) led, I am so proud of you and to be able to be by your side while you do all this. You are the most gifted dancer I know, and to be quite frank, if you hadn't decided to keep on dancing before our precon in red, I probably wouldn't have also. I'm only here where I am because I follow you here. Everything you do is a work of art in my eyes, and I know you can be bigger that Mike, Jun, and Shaun. And I will be beside you no matter what you do or how you do it. I love you with every cell in my body, every hair on my head, every pore on my face, and with all the will power I have. I love you this much because I know no other way.
XOXO trisha
