Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Thinking is dangerous

So I have 15 mins left at work and well I am just writing right now. I have studyed to my hearts content but sometimes your mind keeps turning back to events that might have changed my life dramatically but because I didn't make a certain choice I didn't get what I wanted.

Who really am I? What have I done in my life? Why was I always the good kid? Why didn't I listen to my mother when she said I would regret quitting stuff? All of this is on my mind and none of it wants to go away. I love to dance and no one can take that away. My love for dance is unbelieveable but by society standards I am too fat to be dancer. No one with curves or anything like that should be dancing they say. I was at Wal-mart tonight and I saw in a magazine while I was waiting in line that claimed that a dance on Daning with the Stars is too fat to be dancing. Really?!?! I am appalled by society and how we got it this far. Girls and guys starve themselves or even throw up because they want to meet society standards of being skinny. It is sick.

I once used to be a dancer and then became an athlete. I was never in the "skinny" category at all BUT I danced with my heart and by golly I was good. I shouldn't have anyone tell me I am not good enough because of my weight. I am doing ballroom now and it still exist. That hatred still exist. My love is beaten down because some person out in the world says I can't because I don't look the part. Why should you tell me that I can't? I practice dance for more than 8 to 10 hours a week. Why do you get the right to tell me because I am a little bit curvier than the rest that I don't have what it takes. I dance from the heart and I make whatever I do look pretty.

All of those skinny bitches can takes what they want but some of you will never know the meaning of dancing with your heart. You dance with your body but never with your soul. You say you know drama and art but what you don't do is show it in your dance. It is a disgrace that people have to watch you grind yourself up against someone and you call that a "dance". Thats gross.

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