Dancing. Not many things are as fun to me as dance is. Its so freeing and exciting and such a way of expression. The picture to the right is from the night I got my nickname, the dancing queen. We were on a boat on our way to Athens, Greece. I danced all night long. I got many weird looks from people sitting down, in a very un-fun fashion. I wasn't drunk, I wasn't on drugs, I was high on life! Hahahaha, doesn't get much cheesier than that phrase, "high on life". Whatever, I like my cheese. If anyone has ever seen me dance, I don't have moves. I'm a straight up white girl who has no idea most of the time what the next move will be. For those of you who don't know, I was the mascot at Marquette, as I have mentioned before. And besides the fact that I have these not so discreet things on my chest called boobs, the only way you could tell if I was mascotting was the way I danced. My parents called me the chicken. And not only was that because my mom thinks all birds are chickens, but it was because my dance moves often displayed a chicken-like quality with the flapping arms and head bobbing up and down in a very jerky motion. I'm proud of my dancing. If you see me at a party with music, I'm probably dancing. If a good song comes on in the car, I'm making do with the limited space and giving the head bob and obnoxious singing show to passing motorist, while still being safe of course. Cleaning is the most fun. Thats when things get really crazy! Thats when the duster microphones come out and the windows fly open and the vacuum turns into a dance partner while the Beatles blast out of the stereo. It's the little moments in life that are changed by a song. I love to dance. Not once will you hear me say that I'm good at it, but the great thing is that I don't really care. I'm not going to make a career out of it, unless it's in the pro mascot business. Dancing is fun. Thats all there is to it.
I got accepted to Metropolitan State University today. And I'm excited. I got clearance to start in online classes in the Fall and I am well on my way. I had an interview with College Nannies and Tutors and was unofficially hired. All I have to do is get a family to hire me now and I'm in. It's progress. These are all reasons to do a happy jig. We all have one. Don't deny it. Think about the happiest moment in your life. What did you do? Jump up and down in a giddy girl way, do the tootsie roll, drop it like its hot? I bet you were doing some form of dance in that moment. Thats the great thing about life. No matter what, there is always something to dance about. Dancing is the new form of social networking as far as I'm concerned. The party rock anthem, dropping it like its hot, the YMCA, the electric slide, all country line dances. Dancing is a way for us to connect. The picture to the right is one of my best friends Mark and I dancing on a rooftop in Greece(Of course I'm leading, I'm a bad follower when it comes to dancing). It was one of the most fun I can remember having dancing. I have done Native American tribal dance, African dance, Grecian dance, country line dancing, club dancing etc. I've done it all. What is so great about all these dances is that they aren't just steps thrown together. They mean something to the people who do them and the people who invented them. I would like to think that one day, I'll have a dance move named after me. I'll work on it. You'll know when it comes, because everyone will be doing it. And it's going to be awesome, so prepare yourself for some jerky version of the chicken dance. It's going to be called...well I don't really know yet, but ideas are being accepted. Do a little jig today people, there isn't really any reason not to. :)
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