You don't stop to rock it to the bang bang boogie but you do stop it because it's 9pm and there's another class waiting

Julia and I are in approximately the 30^th percentile of dorkiness in our Hip Hop dance class at Joy of Motion dance studio in Dupont. We aren’t super proud of this though, because every dancer on that floor has a baseline level of dorkiness. That is, except for our lovely teach.

As a kid I was often delivered the mantra “all you have to do is try.” Well that is just a silly thing to tell a young impressionable human with human limitations. At 25 I have come to terms with many of my failures. For example, I unfortunately do not have a similar skill set as the person pictured in this poster:

Today in class we learned a move called popping. Not to be confused with the robot. This will likely be my seventh major failure of this calendar year.

OMG speaking of music, Clay Aiken is gay!! Just kidding, I don't give a shit. Hmmm...maybe I'm not so not cool after all. 

My Ideas Are Great and I've got a great smile!

Ideas that went nowhere after conception:

(Ideas' lifespans range from months to minutes depending on the attitudes of those around me, as you may imagine my mother is responsible for much of the early years, Joe for the remainder, and each of you to varying degrees have played a special role in my failure as well)

1989 - starting a Kid's Bank
1989 - starting a Kid's lending library
1990 - putting on a play
1991 - getting into baseball cards
1991 - training to be a gymnast for the 1996 Olympic games in Atlanta
1992 - being good at basketball
1994 - writing a novel about a runaway teenage girl who hitchhikes to get around
1995 - becoming a music journalist
1996 - losing weight and becoming popular
1998 -  becoming a salsa dancer
1999 - cross country bike trip
2000 - joining the Peace Corps
2001 - gaining the respect of my peers by publicly caring about the environment
2002 -reading for class sophomore year
2003 - quitting drugs
2003 - writing a screenplay that satirizes hipsters
2005 -  novel about a young post-college woman making it in DC
2005 - quitting alcohol
2005 - applying to grad school and becoming a writer of fiction
2006 - starting a zine with Joe
2006 - learning French
2007 - applying to grad school and becoming a librarian
2007 - Trying my hand at acting in local film production, "Skintern"
2007 - learning to draw
2007 - Joining the Peace Corps
2008 - becoming a Belly Dancer
2008 -  learning Spanish
2008 - founding a blog to rival BYT
2008 - Puppet Show
2008 - losing weight and becoming popular

2008 - taking responsibility for my own failures

What happened to these dreams deferred?

Third party vanquishes my puppeteer dreams before they naturally fizzled out on their own accord

Now I shall eat lunch, sadly, my dreams crushed like so many particles of ceiling plaster in the kitchen of a slum apartment managed by the Barac Co.

A Raisin in the Sun

We shared a dream once, and it involved a web domain which has just expired.