In my year of trying new things I discovered I was unjustly against the idea of belly dancing, so I went for a class.
I was nervous as hell going, had Becka with me which made it slightly better. For those of you that don't know, I can't dance. I cannot feel rhythm at all (at the most I feel it faintly). So I was prepared to make a twit of myself.
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