Dancefloor Freak
"Well, I'm just trying to find out why this dancing's what I love."- Britney Spears, I'm A Slave 4 U
My 'breakthroughs' into dancing had been known eversince I was in Senior Highschool---or at least, that was the time my dancing skills were publicized. My classmates could still remember my otso-otso while kneeling on the floor.
Dancefloor Freak.
Then, came that Headstand I did on English Week when I was a college sophomore. I even dance when we have karaoke sessions. And so, the parties went on and on and on---including tons of music videos of me which are still in Yanna's phone. I have this intense passion when it comes to dancing. I love to move with the music. I love to do moves. Sometimes, when I'm mad or stressed, I do a little dancing in my bedroom and afterwards, it feels better!!Dancing is a part of me.
Maybe that's why even though I'm into rock, I still can't let go off pop music.But just last Saturday, while we were having a party in Laguna--my drunkenness involved me into another terrible embarrassment. I was dancing to entertain my friends without care to whoever's watching . And to think that Yanna's brother's friends--and her brother---were there!! (Nevermind the special mention!! LOL)
After two days of forgetting about it, Yanna reminded me about that horrible moment and it all came back to me (cue: "It's all coming back" by Celine Dion). At that moment of remembering about this booty-shaking incident, I was in total shock--especially when she told me the people who saw me doing the moves.How will I be able to face these people again next Saturday?!!But the thing is.... It's how I love music. And it's how I love dancing. I let go off myself and let the music take control of my body and soul. I let the hands of rhythm take care of my hands. I let the strings of melody move my feet. I let the arms of the bass dictate the moves of my body.
Lose control...And it's a bliss....
My 'breakthroughs' into dancing had been known eversince I was in Senior Highschool---or at least, that was the time my dancing skills were publicized. My classmates could still remember my otso-otso while kneeling on the floor.
Dancefloor Freak.
Then, came that Headstand I did on English Week when I was a college sophomore. I even dance when we have karaoke sessions. And so, the parties went on and on and on---including tons of music videos of me which are still in Yanna's phone. I have this intense passion when it comes to dancing. I love to move with the music. I love to do moves. Sometimes, when I'm mad or stressed, I do a little dancing in my bedroom and afterwards, it feels better!!Dancing is a part of me.
Maybe that's why even though I'm into rock, I still can't let go off pop music.But just last Saturday, while we were having a party in Laguna--my drunkenness involved me into another terrible embarrassment. I was dancing to entertain my friends without care to whoever's watching . And to think that Yanna's brother's friends--and her brother---were there!! (Nevermind the special mention!! LOL)
After two days of forgetting about it, Yanna reminded me about that horrible moment and it all came back to me (cue: "It's all coming back" by Celine Dion). At that moment of remembering about this booty-shaking incident, I was in total shock--especially when she told me the people who saw me doing the moves.How will I be able to face these people again next Saturday?!!But the thing is.... It's how I love music. And it's how I love dancing. I let go off myself and let the music take control of my body and soul. I let the hands of rhythm take care of my hands. I let the strings of melody move my feet. I let the arms of the bass dictate the moves of my body.
Lose control...And it's a bliss....
Ys, mahilig ako sumayaw eh.. hehe