Prom

So yes I am going to prom.
And to be honest I really don't want to go.
It's not that I don't like my date or anything,
I just hate dressing up.
I'm more of the staying at home and sleeping for hours type sort of person.
And I don't like school dances.
The whole grinding thing makes me throw up inside.
I was in dance (Ballet and Spirits--which is kinda like cheerleading/dance team and we performed at baseball games and fairs) for 7 years and I just don't like dancing at dances cuz my skills have enabled me to dance like everyone else.

I also don't like dancing like a whore.

Yeah I'm being cocky but hey, when you are taught the 'proper form' in the early years of life you pretty much are screwed.

I started dance when I was in Kindergarten (we moved from Atkins cuz my mom no longer had to go through Chemo, and I didn't have to live with my relatives in Walker anymore and I was gonna start school so yeah.....) and my dance instructer was a teacher at my school. She was talking to my mom and told me about the Dance of Iowa and how she taught the beginner class for little kids.

So my mom jumped on the opportunity.
I remember when I said I wanted to be Kerina the Ballerina
But not gonna lie, I was really embarrased and didn't talk to my mom for a few days.
I mean come on, I'm Irish, of course I'm stubborn.
But the first class I was in I immediately fell in love.
I wanted to do tap but in order to do tap I had to be enrolled in 3 classes at once: Ballet, Jazz, and then Tap.
So I did Ballet and Jazz for a year.
That was fun.
But after 4 years I kinda got tired of dancing, because I never learned anything new.
And my step-sister was supposed to join my class but instead she joined spirits.
So my last year at the Dance of Iowa I skipped the classes alot, but when time came to the performance, I had the routine down flat.
Then I told my mom I wanted to join spirits.

So I did.

Easy.
As.
Pie.

My sister hated me because I immediately took to the class, and our teachers even told our parents how good I was, if only I smiled.
They told them I should be in the Junior class, but I was only 10 so I had to wait.

After 3 years of hearing Tiffany (the owner) bitch about how some girls didn't punch their arms right, and how she isn't "Teaching us for her health" (yeah...for the money) I got sick of it and quit.

Never joined a dance class again.

But looking back I wish I stayed in dance.

I mean, dance got me through a lot of things.
My grandpa's death.
My mom's divorce to her stupid ex husband who cheated on her after my granpa died.

If I hadn't have waited for my sister to join ballet, (I stayed behind a year just for her) I would've been in the advance class.

So pretty much I'm a washed up dancer who actually loves to dance, but hates the school dances.

Girl brains.

Confusing.