I managed to attend dance classes amid my busiest and most tumultuous year in history. When I say attend, I mean, every few weeks I went to a class and video taped the dance so I could learn it at home. We have a lounge room with no curtain and neighbours that could possibly have learnt all the steps also, but in the end, I did know it, and managed to not completely embarrass myself. It was a jazz dancing class with a circus themed concert. My friend Fran and I squeezed and pulled and squished ourselves into these corsets, and miraculously they didn't pop open on stage.
My oldest friend Chad and I are finally dancing buddies again. If it wasn't for him, I would be turning and shaking in the opposite direction to everyone else.
I arrived at the hall on the first night at 8:00pm and appeared on stage at around 8:03pm. Chad was not happy! And the next night I had to redeem myself by hanging out back stage from 6-11pm, the atmosphere was fun and lively and a great opportunity to relax and soak up the excited and nervous energy.
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hottie tottie.. cute outfit.. you look great :) I am thinking dance classes also... hmmmmm
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