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Sunday, February 13, 2011

Extrasuperawesomehiddentalent.

Here it is. It is no secret that I like to dance in front of my mirror when getting ready for anything but lately I have been super dancy  and one thing I have realized is that I am quite awesome. Maybe if I had given myself the chance when I was younger to really excel in the art of hip hop dancing I would have done something with it. Nah, actually at this age I would have already retired. Also, I don't have the chest of a little boy.

The supersecretawesome part of this is that it is something I make an effort to hide. I like dancing at clubs (even though I rarely go to them anymore) but I have discovered that I am also a great choreographer. If only I could remember the steps I do on the fly like I do in my bedroom. It is like Step Up 2 everyday. If some people could only experience this, they would think I was Step Up AWESOME.

It is hidden for a reason though....

(looking into the bright light, pondering)

...actually it isn't, but I would like to keep it that way.

But if you seem to catch me in a lil' dancin' mo' in my room when you so loudly open the door and storm into the apartment and plant your ass on the couch when I am about to watch television, (can you sense the bitterness) then so be it, it is (probably) not like you have ever spared me seeing you doing something embarrassing.

Another super awesome thing about today is that I have realized that I have this talent of throwing out advice if I don't like it. This happened a couple times today. Mainly when one particular person told me that my "situation" was exactly like her "situation with (insert douchbag of the week here)". I haven't been with anyone for a long time, and someone finally makes me happy....

....not listening to her, no right to give ME advice.

Again, as I have said before, I wanted to say "FUCK YOU" but I refrained. If it happens again, I am not going to be able to keep my mouth shut, though. This person got under my skin for like 10 minutes. Then it was out the other ear. That's it. Done. AND SHE DIDN'T HAVE A POINT. I guess I am going to go back to being private. There is a reason I don't tell people like this person what is going on. There is also a reason I only listen to my mother's advice. Back to it.

Back to my superawesomeness.

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