Wednesday, May 26, 2010

I don't like to dance.

I just don't. I know most people love it. Even bad dancers look like they are they are having a great time. I on occasion do enjoy to dance, but most of the time I don't. When talking to friends about it (mostly when they are trying to get me on the dance floor) they say I am a good dancer. I just don't feel the joy and glee that most others feel while dancing. This doesn't mean that I am having a bad time hanging by the bar watching everyone else. So don't feel bad for me. I am enjoying myself watching you dance I promise. If I wasn't I would leave. The irony of the whole thing is I am chronic car dancer. I bop my home from work everynight.

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