A Dancing Dilemma

Okay for those of you who don't know, I cannot dance. Many people laugh at me when I say this and usually the response is "Everybody can dance." Well if you've ever seen me dance, you will know this is not true. And I'm not just saying this to be low on myself, because I know I'm a good singer and a good writer, but dancing is definitely not one of my strong points. Which is extremely sad to me, because I have always wanted to be able to dance. I watch ballet movies or hip hop movies and begin to envision myself dancing with the stars. Problem is, I'd take everybody out. So anyway, so you get the idea of how bad a dancer I am, see the following pictures. My sister convinced me to do a dance for the last coffee house at our church with her. I stunk up the stage.
As you can see here, my sister, the dancer, is casually doing the moves, meanwhile I somehow insist on flailing my arms all over the place, which I was apparently not supposed to do. Clue #1









Here my sister and I aren't even on the same wavelength. I'm in a totally opposite direction than she is. And I look completely confused, which I was. My sister dances so naturally that she can shift her concentration to give the attitude required to dance well. Me however, I have to put all of my concentration into what I'm doing that I don't look up or smile or anything.




Luckily, I can sing, at least I have talent somewhere. I guess I can kiss my dream of ever performing on broadway goodbye. Well, maybe I can go on to be the next big singer.
Yeah right.
Maybe I'll just stick to psychology.






CHRISSY