Hi peoples. Just got back fro getting contacts for the first time. Not too bad except that it felt like the doctor putting them in was trying to rip my eye lids apart. Nice visionary isn't it.

Okay, so my friends have gotten me hooked on ballroom dancing lately. I mean, I am hooked! Like CSI crazed hooked. Yeah. It's that bad. So, there's this thing called 'Every Friday Night Dance' that we go to at a Ballroom dance place. It's where we have a half hour lesson and then for the next 2 1/2 hours we just all dance and have fun. There are about four professionals that will help you and ask you to dance and I am like the only one dead seriously willing to dance with them. I LOVE dancing with the pros. They know what they are doing and I love it when I pick up the steps quickly. It just feels like home being a dancer myself. I love it. But I can't go tonight because I am going out of town. So, I went on line earlier in the week to see if there was something else I could do. Aha! There are several other classes for $5 I can take. (EFND is $5) So I told my friend about it and she was like "call me just to make sure." But I never got a hold of her. So I decided to go by myself. Can you say "Private Lesson?" Oh yeah. Thursday night was a 'Salsa Practica." And well, I didn't know Salsa so I wanted to give it a try. I show up and everyone is leaving from the previous lesson. At first I was like 'Greeeeaaat. I'm gonna be the only teen here I bet." But then my favorite pro (about my height, tan, suave asian guy, total sweetie- we shared a nice rumba and waltz last Friday) offered me his arm and said "We're going to go ahead and start in this room. Looks like it's going to be me and you. *smile*" And I was like "Yes!" inside. Best hour and a half I've had in a long time. I picked it up really quick and he even told me that I should be in their next showcase. Their showcases are hysterically amazing. I was like "Ballet actually paid off for something."