if wishes were horses ...
Feb. 5th, 2003 11:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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It happened again. Tonight at yoga, somebody asked me if I was a dancer. This is funny because, not only am I not a dancer, I'm also probably one of the two clumsiest women in the county (the other being my friend/upstairs neighbor/sister in affliction Here's Luck). And I get this question really more often than I think I deserve, starting back when I was in ninth grade.
Irony, as we all know, is good for the blood, and here's the irony. Secretly, I long to be able to dance. I love movies like Moulin Rouge and Strictly Ballroom and even goofy-ass things like Bring It On because I am a total brainwashable sucker for choreography. Give me good choreography and I'll sit there with my mouth ajar for-fucking-ever. I've even been known, back when I had cable, to watch cheerleading competitions on ESPN. *hides face in shame* It's my weakness, and I think it's why, really, I love Jackie Chan more than Chow Yun-Fat. Chow Yun-Fat is hot, true, and a good actor, but Jackie Chan can dance.
So, why, then am I not a dancer?
1. See above, re: co-champion, Clumsiest Woman in County 2003. Also, I have what I'd call physical dyslexia (I'm sure there's some swank term for it, but I don't know it). Ask me which way is left, and I have to think about it before I can tell you. I drove my chorus teacher nuts in junior high, because I was smart, motivated, and a pretty good singer, but I could not fucking learn which foot to lead from. This also caused problems when I was taking jiu jitsu (briefly); I knew what I was supposed to do, but I could never figure out which hand to do it with.
2. Shyness. Terminal freaking shyness. I never wanted to do ballet as a child, even though it was quite the trendy thing, because I was terrified of the social interactions. Now it's much more that I don't want to be humiliated, and even if the teacher and everybody in the class happened to be angelically nice, I'd still be there leading off the wrong foot again.
*sigh* So I can pass as a dancer--flexibility and apparently when I'm not running into things or falling over my own feet, I must move fairly gracefully. And that would be really cool if I just had the street-cred to back it up.
heres_luck has the same attitude toward BtVS than I do, but some different points to make. So check her out.I'm about to start whining, so you may want to duck
It happened again. Tonight at yoga, somebody asked me if I was a dancer. This is funny because, not only am I not a dancer, I'm also probably one of the two clumsiest women in the county (the other being my friend/upstairs neighbor/sister in affliction Here's Luck). And I get this question really more often than I think I deserve, starting back when I was in ninth grade.
Irony, as we all know, is good for the blood, and here's the irony. Secretly, I long to be able to dance. I love movies like Moulin Rouge and Strictly Ballroom and even goofy-ass things like Bring It On because I am a total brainwashable sucker for choreography. Give me good choreography and I'll sit there with my mouth ajar for-fucking-ever. I've even been known, back when I had cable, to watch cheerleading competitions on ESPN. *hides face in shame* It's my weakness, and I think it's why, really, I love Jackie Chan more than Chow Yun-Fat. Chow Yun-Fat is hot, true, and a good actor, but Jackie Chan can dance.
So, why, then am I not a dancer?
1. See above, re: co-champion, Clumsiest Woman in County 2003. Also, I have what I'd call physical dyslexia (I'm sure there's some swank term for it, but I don't know it). Ask me which way is left, and I have to think about it before I can tell you. I drove my chorus teacher nuts in junior high, because I was smart, motivated, and a pretty good singer, but I could not fucking learn which foot to lead from. This also caused problems when I was taking jiu jitsu (briefly); I knew what I was supposed to do, but I could never figure out which hand to do it with.
2. Shyness. Terminal freaking shyness. I never wanted to do ballet as a child, even though it was quite the trendy thing, because I was terrified of the social interactions. Now it's much more that I don't want to be humiliated, and even if the teacher and everybody in the class happened to be angelically nice, I'd still be there leading off the wrong foot again.
*sigh* So I can pass as a dancer--flexibility and apparently when I'm not running into things or falling over my own feet, I must move fairly gracefully. And that would be really cool if I just had the street-cred to back it up.
