Dance

So I joined these dance classes. And No, its not gay. Infact I dunno what it is with this word lately.

You see there was some marriage talk goin on in the house. And I told my mom, not to ever be forcin marriage or settling down on me. That i'd be livin life on my terms, whatever I choose. And she said alright, just make a good livin, gimme dough, and don't turn gay.

And that was exactly when I was like, WTF?

But anyway. My ex asked me WHY!!!! would I join dance classes. Then she remembered I was awesome at dance.

Now, the kind of dance I do is basically a hip-hop style, with some break dance kinda thing, but havin copied moves off tv, I don't know what it exactly is.

What I DO know, is that it does NOT consist of doing hip-rolls, shoulder-rolls, and tip-toe things while wiggling your butt to hey baby hey baby hey, all the boys say.. and hollaback girl, with 50 little class twelfth teenage girls, and 5 class 12th teenage boys.

I am certain.

What more it does NOT consist of is me struggling with the steps. Usually dance for me goes like-

I start dancing.
*Awesome*
I stop.

So tell me WHY am I totally enjoyin myself? :P

PS- Today was my first class, (bout a month late, in joining). And this really sweet seeming girl was givin me this, hey-don't-you-worry-we'll-help-out smile, cuz I was all new and everything, and I got all weird nervous. I was such a fail.