.: Fresh Blood :.

I learned a few things at Fizz yesterday.

One. Never never ever forget to tell EVERYONE about the Halloween Dance. Fizz itself is always decked out with spooky, horrifying, gory stuff. It was really good this year. They had a ghoul sitting at the bar. I thought it was just someone all dressed up. I turn to actually look at it and ugh...creepy. Not alot of ppl were dressed up. Unfortunate. Again my fault. I couldn't find any of my wigs or anything to wear. Just picked up a witch's hat while I picked up the candy.

Two. I really really heart newbies. Just watching these new kids kinda terrified when they watch my own personal favorite dancers bust it out. *grin* I know all of them are intimidated but one of them is going to be so inspired...they are going to be awesome. What's more, and this maybe helpful or a hindrance, we (mostly me) are screaming with delight watching along too. Though its mostly for our inside joke entertainment, I hope that these new kids find it very entertaining too.

A - thareee. It has got to be fun to watch me dance. I must look like a complete dork goofing off more than "dancing" but its such a great distraction. Lately, I've been so strangely self-conscious about my dancing. It was kinda debilitating. I wouldn't take risks. I hated missing leads and making mistakes. In front of people. I hated hated hated not being one of the best in the room. I hated that there is so much I don't know. Hated that what I did know wasn't all that great. I was sucking.

Ok now here's the little circle... On Halloween I don't have to be myself and/or everyone else is in a crazy mood... The newbies are so entertained by whatever jackass dancing we do because we're insane... I get to dance (and like it) b/c I know I'm just adding to the fun in the room...

Lesson learned: you'll be happy making others happy and they make you happy and so on.

PS I just got the BIGGEST ego boost that night too... it made me feel special and remembered...