I attempted Hip Hop class at the gym last week and failed. I have spent the last week in intensive therapy to get me over the deep depression I was in once I realized (again) that I had no rhythm and I will never get a call from Beyonce to be one of her backup dancers. I wasn't sure of the look on the instructor's face whether it meant he was embarrassed for me or if he was ready to punch me in the face. Not only do I have no rhythm and can't dance, in class I make fun of the people who think that they do. I'm sorry but I don't care if you are 50 and still trying to rock the leotard and think you have the skillz of a young Michael Jackson. And you are white....... You can't dance.
So for all of you who unfortunately missed my big debut, I'm sure I will get a chance to embarrass myself soon and hopefully someday I will be famous enough to make it on Youtube. Now I am sure all of you are wondering what the next big experience I will be taking on, brace yourselves. I'm going White Water Rafting this weekend. That's right, the muffintop in a wet suit. Awesome.
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