Showing posts with label masks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label masks. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Wearing a mask or refusing one?

Are we surprised? Naturally I'm not actually accomplishing anything on the first reading day. (I started on my editing assignment, but I got stuck and I'm taking a break.)
I'm wondering why I can't take myself seriously, or why I take myself too seriously. I'm not sure which it is. I was practicing for my triple swing test the other night, and my friend was trying to help me with styling - throw out the arm here, act flirty here, etc. During the change hands behind the back he was trying to get me to play with my hair, and friends, I couldn't do it.
I don't know why it's so impossible to act flirty in a dance, but I think it has something to do with my inability to flirt in real life . . . at least in any way that actually seems real. I feel ridiculous and like a poser and I just can't do it. I have no problem skedaddling and looking like an idiot, but I can't even pretend to act sexy. Why is that? Am I really that inhibited when it comes to this sort of thing?
And if that's the case, why did I sign up for another dance class?
I'm not sure if this post actually makes sense, nor am I sure why I'm posting it. But I think I am making myself look silly by trying not to look silly - like when they make you sing in church when you're in Young Women and you giggle so no one will actually think you take yourself seriously. Hmm.
I think this is why I love the polka.