Listening to: something arabic
Feeling: artistic
my mom won't let me take bellydancing lessons. she said it's "not something i need to be doing." it's not like i havent been doing it all my life. i really like it and want to get better at it. her conservativeness bugs me so much. she won't let me pursue anything i want to do. im not allowed to be in a band, not allowed to bellydance, not allowed to even go SEE bands most of the time...im frustrated.
But I'm not going to let it get me down. I'll continue to bellydance, I'll continue to play guitar and write music with full intent to be in a band someday, and I'll leave here as soon as possible.
dancing is an awesome form of expression, and it's such an awesome feeling when you make up a dance, or if you're just randomly dancing and when you're done, you know you did a good job, and that there's someone out there in the crowd who's like "wow. i wish i could dance like that."
not that i'm the most awesome dancer or anything. im not. thats why i want to take lessons. but i can impress the americans.
i'm coming off this caffeine majorly. ive had a lot of coffee today. [i just recently figured out how to use the coffee maker]
Dancing rocks, keep it up!