we'll defuse bombs walk marathons
Alright friends picture this,
12 girls all dressed in their dancing best, jumbled together in the Sanger living room, fiercely busting out thier best moves in an attempt to earn an excellent prize. Endurance was the name of the game, with points given for victories in dance offs, and warnings issued for losing dance offs or ceasing your movements. Three warnings and you're out....oh yes, it was a high stakes game we were playing, and all were determined to win.
GOt it?
Ok, because that scene painted for you was the mirror image of what took place last sunday at my 16th birthday party.... and let me tell you, it was fucking epic.
Amanda served as the greatest suprise of the night, dancing in a manner well known in the chronicles of American comedic history, but seldom seen in real life. and what elusive dancing style does amanda have then? Well, imagine the stereotypical white man depicted in many a movie, jerking about awakwardly in an attempt to connect with the inner groove he feels whenever a contagious beat comes on. this man inevitably becomes a parody of himself, and laughs are had by all. Like us all, i was familiar with this man through american cinema, but i didn't really belive he exsisted outside of a hollywood caricture. I was wrong.
Amanda is this awkward , rigid man...amplified 120x.
but
Amanda is glorius. she was spectacular... no one could keep their eyes off her and her amazinlgy stiff movements.
we were entranced!
we were awestruck!
Amanda was a god!
We all loved Amanda before this relevation of course, but now we love her infinitley more.
I discovered that Julia and i are danicing soulmates; natural partners. there are certain people with whom danicng becomes inquistive, certian people with whom you are able to match your motions to perfectly without ever having to say a word. Julia is this person, and as such we need to go dancing more often and utlilize this connection.
I beat Wyndham in a dance off: she was unable to top my brilliant cartwheel...
I also beat Marina and Sam in a dance off (though i beat sam narrowly).
in fact,
I won all my dance offs: of that i am ever so proud
Erica was magic with her hips: we were all envious
As the night wore on we were able to see who truly had danicing gold and the competition was narrowed down to Sam, amanda, julia, claire, and krista.
These lucky finalists were then asked to dance a solo to stero total while lena and i looked harshly on.
After each girl had gone, lena and i retreated to my quarters (aka my room), and discussed.
it was toguh...
it was close....
but ultimately we declared claire the winner.
it was a beautiful night and fun was had by all.
12 girls all dressed in their dancing best, jumbled together in the Sanger living room, fiercely busting out thier best moves in an attempt to earn an excellent prize. Endurance was the name of the game, with points given for victories in dance offs, and warnings issued for losing dance offs or ceasing your movements. Three warnings and you're out....oh yes, it was a high stakes game we were playing, and all were determined to win.
GOt it?
Ok, because that scene painted for you was the mirror image of what took place last sunday at my 16th birthday party.... and let me tell you, it was fucking epic.
Amanda served as the greatest suprise of the night, dancing in a manner well known in the chronicles of American comedic history, but seldom seen in real life. and what elusive dancing style does amanda have then? Well, imagine the stereotypical white man depicted in many a movie, jerking about awakwardly in an attempt to connect with the inner groove he feels whenever a contagious beat comes on. this man inevitably becomes a parody of himself, and laughs are had by all. Like us all, i was familiar with this man through american cinema, but i didn't really belive he exsisted outside of a hollywood caricture. I was wrong.
Amanda is this awkward , rigid man...amplified 120x.
but
Amanda is glorius. she was spectacular... no one could keep their eyes off her and her amazinlgy stiff movements.
we were entranced!
we were awestruck!
Amanda was a god!
We all loved Amanda before this relevation of course, but now we love her infinitley more.
I discovered that Julia and i are danicing soulmates; natural partners. there are certain people with whom danicng becomes inquistive, certian people with whom you are able to match your motions to perfectly without ever having to say a word. Julia is this person, and as such we need to go dancing more often and utlilize this connection.
I beat Wyndham in a dance off: she was unable to top my brilliant cartwheel...
I also beat Marina and Sam in a dance off (though i beat sam narrowly).
in fact,
I won all my dance offs: of that i am ever so proud
Erica was magic with her hips: we were all envious
As the night wore on we were able to see who truly had danicing gold and the competition was narrowed down to Sam, amanda, julia, claire, and krista.
These lucky finalists were then asked to dance a solo to stero total while lena and i looked harshly on.
After each girl had gone, lena and i retreated to my quarters (aka my room), and discussed.
it was toguh...
it was close....
but ultimately we declared claire the winner.
it was a beautiful night and fun was had by all.