My Dancing Life

SO lately I've been thinking about my dancing portion of my life. And I came to conclusion it was pretty great. Let me share a tale of a young girl who once was a rebellious little girl (haha nah)

So it all started when *mystical time star warp* 

Tada! Three year old me after my first concert. Now I promise I'm not as old as that picture presents I'm only seventeen! (This photo actually got washed with my dad's wallet so it went swimming! I cant swim *~*)  But yes this was my first concert in 1999. I actually remember what I was thinking in this photo and made that specific smile purposely because it felt funny to bite my lip. Yeah I was just discovering that. 

So I danced at my local community center for a couple of years and then moved to another dance group that was professional, the San Gabriel Mission Folkorico Dance Group. It was amazing dancing professionally because the girls there were one of a kind. When the teacher was picking on us they would turn around and cross their eyes and stick out there tongues at us to make us laugh. This was especially good for me because I was the shyest chick in the whole world. I was so timid I would cry if they yelled at me. SO it was kinda helpful. A lot. I still talk to them even today. I mean, I don't make many friends. I keep the ones I manage to make close. They've changed so much but also so similar. The world changes, it doesn't mean you have to change with it. Unfortunately that only lasted about three to four years because some problems occurred which lead to the end of the group.  

Later I joined a different group, The Mariachi Heritage Society Folkorico group. Long names huh. I have no idea why. Formality? I think not. Anyways here I met another group of amazing people, Julie, Andy, and Leandro, siblings. And there freaken awesome! They live on a ranch and have a gimungous dog and there amazing dancers. We've bonded so much and now hang out occasionally because why freaken not. I competed in a competition, which I didn't know existed. This portion of my life was very important because it tauught me how to bind with others and work as a team. I have a hard time trusting and working with other people. I remember the first time I had to dance with a boy. I nearly cried. I was so terrified because he was so scary. Especially because he CHOOSE me to be his partner. SO SCARY! I swear he looked like a creeper.  I will never forget his creepy face. 

Folkorico has shown me that not matter how flexible you are you can always be more, endurance is key, and learn how to breath! So many years dancing and I still love it. I even wrote my personal statement on it. Yup. 

What I've also learned isssssss........Monster Makeup! Yes that is what we apply every time we have a performance. So much makeup. Too much.It makes my face feel super heavy and by the end of the performance, it has literally melted off my face. I wish I was kidding. Some people actually LIKE to put on this type of make up. Well my hat tips to them to see how they manage to make it last all day. Magic!

Beside injuring my knees and not being able to dance for like two months, dancing is great! And I will probably keep dancing as long as I can. Old age will never stop me! Because dance is a passion from within not just a hobby. The music must surge through your body and give you power. That is the most amazing feeling ever; being one with music. It just seems like everything fits in perfectly. Life is out of the way and dance is the only reality. It gives me goosebumps thinking about it.

My goal? To reunite myself with dancing again.

 -Natalie ♥