The Belly Is Dancing
by barffie
Whoohoo! Tonight I am going to sign up for the Beginner 2 module. Another $120 down to the hips. Women (in well-to-do countries only) are the only people who’ll burn money to eat less, starve and generally work towards looking like a skinny thing. People elsewhere want to eat also got nothing ah!
Been secretly practising the bellydancing steps at home now. It’s getting more and more complicated by the song, and hopefully I am coping fine. Some steps are simply hard to catch, and to perform it well. It’s not helping when my knees aren’t exactly on tip top condition. I guess I have to use lighter steps from now on.
I have even uploaded the songs onto my iPod, so I can mentally revise the steps. This is what we call DEDICATION ok! I don’t just go for the weekly 1 hour lesson and just follow the commands of the instructor. I guess this is the Virgo in me talking. We seek perfection in more ways than one, and we expect 101% of performance from ourselves. When we don’t perform to our own expectations, we are so gonna be disappointed. Likewise, during the bellydancing class, I put in extra effort to dance well, I shake extra hard, I shimmy extra fast, so that I perform better than my dancemates, but sometimes, it doesn’t quite work that way. Dancing is about immersing yourself in the music, isn’t it?
What’s with the competition?
As for listening to the current song that we are learning on repeat mode, while I travel (boringly) to work every morning, sometimes I find my hands twitching a little, my hips wriggling a little and my shoulders shivering a little. This is nothing new to me, especially since I usually bop my head to a nice beat, mouthing the lyrics of this song that screams of emo, and fighting the urge to just jump out of my hard, plastic seat on the train and dance. Arms flailing and all.
Sometimes I wonder if it’ll be like that in Bollywood movies… That people’ll dance along with me. Not synchronised at least, but still jiggling and laughing. Fighting monotony is a good way to enjoy life, isn’t it? And what’s wrong with wanting to dance? Stop looking at me like I’m some goon, will ya? Don’t ostracise me just because I don’t look like I hate to go to work (which I do), sitting like the undead on the coveted hard, plastic seat and I just wanna enjoy my song and dance, on the train, right here, right now.
Which, I haven’t done so. Heh. Still fighting the urge, really.
You guys out there, do you sometimes wish to jump out of your seats and dance? Please tell me I am normal. 
I sucked in lancing
AHahahah I thought you are Lancerlord!!
Perhaps it would be a good idea to record a video of your dance and post it up here for all to appreciate?
Hahaha! Nope. I have no camera and no professional training. Paiseh.
i understand that you are required to participate in their public performances?? scared anot??
Nope I am not required to participate. It’s a volunteering thing lah. I am alright with performing in a group but I have to perfect my techniques first lor.