Personal Narrative: The Dance

I go with Froggy and we chill on his couch drinking Dr. Pepper. We talk about how Celia asked me to the dance and how I gotta pick her up early to go. Then, Froggy says he is thinking about going to the dance too. He tells me that he talked to this girl Monica who he has been crushing on since third grade and figured out she likes him too so he asked if she wanted to go to the dance and she said yes.

Beginning this class I had taken some ballet before and had a good understanding of the basics even if I was not totally comfortable doing them. However, I still struggled with turning out at the hips, balancing on relevé, maintaining por de bra in an exercise, tilting my head when needed, keeping my neck long, engaging my core (especially when balancing), and using my plie in almost everything. While I was comfortable doing several other things, I know that ballet requires everything to be specifically engaged and that I could not slack in any part of my technique. Things like tilting my head, maintaining por de bra, and keeping my neck long, I am still getting used to but they are becoming more natural as I repeat them each week. It really

When I got to the dance, I was just texting my friends while I was waiting for my date, then my date shows up and he gave me a corsage and I gave him a boutonniere, then my friends came up to us and said hi and took pictures together. After that my date was trying to pin his boutonniere while I was putting my corsage on, then my date and I went outside, because my date’s parents wanted to take pictures of us, after they took pictures, we went back inside and talked to friends for a while, after that we went to the gym and danced for a while, then we were hanging out with friends and took more pictures, after that we went to the lunchroom to hangout with other friends for a while, I was also talking to my date and getting to know him a little more,

Friday came quicker than I'd imagined, and unexpectedly I had found myself really looking forward to going to the dance. Of course, there was the possibility that something truly horrible might happen there. Either between Abellona showing up or the bitches doing something to screw with me, most likely both. But I wasn't going to let that keep me down if I could. My skills had been steadily improving along with my confidence in them, which had me feeling pretty cocky. And, having spent much of the past week hanging out with Katelyn, Tucker, and Owen only added to my well-being. Seeing the boys again had made me feel like I was right back at home in Saraland, on my own turf. I had felt ready to take on anything, and how unbelievably wrong I was to think that.

I really hoped that Scott would accompany me to the dance, but I don't know if he felt the same way, but I didn’t want think about that. I want to go to the dance with him even if it means wearing a dress. I felt like I couldn’t meet with him in person to ask him, so I grabbed one of the small posters and wrote out Let’s Go. I roamed around his locker, debating if I should do it, thinking about what he would say, trying not to be suspicious. Then, I just did it. I slipped it into one of the three angled slits in his locker, It disappeared into the abyss.

“Emily stop! There is something on your back and head. Wait, why is there blood dripping down your back!?”

The minister is currently looking for a new place for the church to be located in. He shared, "I found several places near my house, one was 10 minutes away from the current church location by car."The minister has been searching for 2 months diligently for this new home for the body of believers in Denver. Pastor Thomas will be registered soon at OU, but currently he isn't. "Now things are quite busy here. I will pray about that, and when My co-worker returns from Dover for Kbers training, I will have more help at the church." Shared the Pastor.

Who wouldn't want to go out with the most popular gu at school. Being together he asked me to go to Megan's party, which everyone knows couples just kiss each other all night. Of course I wanted to kiss Aaron but not now. I wasn’t ready yet things were moving too fast. He invited me to his house to hang out and talk me into going to the party. We went upstairs to his room and watched tv. While watching tv Aron brought up th topic of going to the party. I tried to tell him it wouldn't be fun and I would feel very uncomfortable, but he kept on insisting. At this time I felt I should leave. I told him I should, I got up and headed to the stairs. When I feel hands take my back and forcefully shove me and go head first down the stairs rolling as if I were a roly-poly. Once I got to the end I felt lost, I looked up and Aaron with tears in my eyes and bruises on my arms and legs. He turns away and says this is what you get for not agreeing with me. “Now I think you should go”, he said

Finally, it was time to leave dance, my dad picked me up. When I got in the care I said, "I don't like dance anymore."

I'm not really a fan of the Dance Boys, but I like to go to the mall, so I went.

I enjoy dancing, I was part of the cheerleading team in high school, I also did one year in college and I occasionally participate in my sororities stroll team. With my years of experience in choredographed dance, I have been able to choreograph routines and teach them to my sorority sisters. I have the patience to explain and show someone how to move even if they don’t have rhythm. There is a popular move that we use, which requires upper moment as well as lower movements at the same time. Some people have a hard time being able to move one section of their body let alone coordinate both at the same time. I explain that it is easier to learn the lower body movement first and follow by the upper body; after a few tries people are able to master

I tried to worn my Aunt Maria that something bad is going to happen at the dance but she thought I was just trying to scare her into not going. Now everyone was forcing me into going so I sort of had to at this point. During the ride there the horses stopped roughly in the middle of the street, I looked out the door with fear but all I saw was a frightened man holding papers. “ Dont just stop in the middle of the street like that!” Jon yelled to the scared man,I have a feeling this is trying to get my family and me to just go home and not join the dance. But that didn't stop my butler (Jon macon) from get us there. When we got there almost the whole town was there so I just played it cool and sat down next to my cousin Alexander, as soon as I sat down he got up and ran to Linda and

Listening to mainstream and pop clichés on the radio sometimes makes me seasick. So when Walk the Moon released a single reminiscing that disco feeling although I haven’t experienced disco yet, joy flows through my veins cause “Shut Up and Dance” is definitely our song of the summer.

My head was ringing. This can’t be happening. There’s just no possible way! Blood trickled down my forehead. My heart beat what increasing with every breath. Why did this have to happen? Why?? My head was beginning to pound. I closed my eyes, and began to remember what had happened and what had gone so horribly wrong.

"If you find something really great, don't screw it up, don't mess it up, but hang onto it. You never know how and when it ends." This quote of Stana Katic's is so simple and so clear that the deeper meaning slips by people. I; however, have spent so long contemplating its meaning and how it applies to my life.