"Wasn't He Your Lover Just Yesterday...?"

[psalm_onethirtyone]

*flaiiiiiiil*

Me. Bad day. But not really. But--not good, ne? But but but.

I have got a dancing class now. Oh, God, it's--I've never danced before, not anything real, not anything that's not just me twirling on my feet to make people laugh or to make my people happy, but--Oh, it was wonderful. It was like nothing else.

And I can dance two reels now, very simple ones, but oh! And I shall practise all the footwork at home, I shall, every day, even just a little, but oh, oh, oh, it was wonderful, and quick and beautiful and so amazing, and I forgot everything, I forgot that I'm fat and I hate myself and I don't ever want people to see me, I was dancing--and my partners were so good to me, and helped me get my feet, for I'm not very good at the footwork, not just yet, but the music was wonderful and I didn't even mind that there were mirrors everywhere, it was all just the dancing.

OhGod.

And it's only twenty dollars to pay for eight weeks, so I can do it all on my own, it can be all mine, it'll be like buying my own books--

I can't even type properly, I'm just so happy, and I wasn't before, you understand? I wasn't happy before, I was tired, and sick of myself, so completely sick of myself and I hardly got out of the house on time and I was afraid it would be like every single disaster I've been trying to forget and it's not.

Oh, I shall disillusion myself so badly some day, because when something's good I think it's marvellous, and probably I shall be so disappointed because this won't be perfect, I just think it's perfect, but I do think it's perfect I can't think oh. One of the ladies said I must have danced before, because I have a certain grace that must have come from dancing, and I haven't, I've never danced before, just fencing, and this is all wrong for fencing, you do everything the way you shouldn't in fencing.

I could have danced it for-ever. My feet ache and I was so hot and tired by the end but I could have gone on dancing for-ever. I can't believe I'll miss next week's class, but I'll come back, I will, the week after, and I'll never miss a class, I won't mind that I won't have a free Monday, I'll be glad to be so busy and I'll make myself belong in that room full of mirrors and I'll be so happy.

Ohhhhhhhh!

I feel so good finally. It's been so long since I ever felt good like this.

Comments

[mhari.livejournal.com]

Heyy, you. *snuggles* Yay for being happy!

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

^______^ *pounces*

[mhari.livejournal.com]

*tickleclings*

AIM?

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*shakeshake*

[mhari.livejournal.com]

:~(

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*apologises*

[rimusu.livejournal.com]

Yes! Isn't dancing wonderful? :DDDD *love loves Soujin*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

It is! It's amazing! ^__________^ I wonder if there's a big difference between Irish and Scottish? Probably.

*lovesback*

[erinpuff]

Eee, I'm so glad you're happy. ^_^ *uses dancing icon*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Eee, I am! *pounces* Are you? ^___^ *ooh, pretty!*

[erinpuff]

Meh, I'm content. I just spent six hours slacking off and OH HOLY WHOA I have stuff to do. Only I'm tiiiiired, but if I went to bed now, 1) I wouldn't get my stuff done, and 2) if my roommate came back at a reasonable hour to find me asleep she might think I was terribly ill or something. :o

*shuffles off to do Stuff*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Eeeep. *snuggles and sends good-luck-with-Stuff wishes*

[theatre-angel.livejournal.com]

Okay, so I just commented on your other entry. Sue me! ;p

I need to start taking dance lessons, because I've suddenly realized that I am one of the most unflexible people you will ever encounter, and I need to be able to move. I'm worried, though, because I don't want to be in a class where I'll feel silly, but I don't want to spend enormous sums of money on a private teacher.

That was me spilling my dance troubles to you. But I am very glad you enjoyed the class. It gives me hope. :-)

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

*telephones lawyer*

You really don't feel that silly in a class, or at least I don't, because everybody else is doing the same thing. And if it's a good class, it's like an ensemble play, and everyone helps everyone else and you just concentrate on moving in the proper way. It works, and it's thrilling.

That was me hoping that my experience was not just mine. ^_^ But thank you. *pounces* Best of all luck.

[bewareofitalics]

Yay dancing! What kind is it, exactly?

And yay being happy! *twirls you!*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

Scottish dancing. So we're learning reels and things.

^______^ *twirls!*

[bewareofitalics]

Oooo, fun!

*does the Hora or something!*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

^_^

*is tempted to start singing Get Up and Dance*

[bewareofitalics]

...*gets a sudden mental image of the Twelfth Night characters in Fiddler on the Roof*

"What country, friend, is this?" "This is Anatevka, lady."

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

... *collaspes*

[bewareofitalics]

...now I want to write a parody of "Tradition" using the Twelfth night characters.

[silverdragon262.livejournal.com]

Oh, yay! I'm so glad it worked out-- and that it was so wonderful. ^___^

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

^____^ Thank you so much.