A Curious Girl: Just wanna dance the night away...

Went to a rehearsal yesterday afternoon for our show in February. I've really got to watch/be in some more Gilbert and Sullivan, I had the great idea of doing a parody musical supposedly about the lives of W.S. Gilbert and Sir Arthur Sullivan. Gilbert could be a tenor and Sullivan could be a baritone. There would be a random horde of twenty maidens who are all in love with them. I'm really enjoying rehearsals, we've got all of Act I done now... I've suddenly realised that I really like dancing, which shouldn't come as a surprise to me (since I always have liked dancing), it's just that I've always assumed that I'm bad at it and since (except for the time at the 60s/70s night where I ended up in the dancing contest because I am basically a 70snostalgiaphile) I've never really been complimented on my dancing skills I never really thought to change my mind. Hmm. Perhaps.

The thing is, until my adoration of Iolanthe drew me into the Gilbert and Sullivan society, I never thought of dancing for an audience. I've done it, mind you, one of the consequences of being a girl and being in groups like the Girls' Brigade, but I've never really done it particularly willingly. Choreography, ce n'est pas ma chose. But once again, I discover that I'm in a situation where suddenly I have to dance (albeit in a tame chorus-y fashion) and hey, I like it. I actually don't get it when people groan when we're told to do something particularly daft looking... it's acting.

So yeah, perhaps I'm not that good at it, but that's not the point. I really like it. I was thinking of taking up karate again (I did it about five or six years ago) but perhaps I'll try out dancing instead. Should be fun :)

Feeling rather better since last diary entry. Actually I feel rather annoyed with myself, I hate to think that I've wasted any time worrying about weight issues... so unoriginal :) Thank you Nicky for your guestbook entry, Norah for your note and Christina for your text :) You are all lovely :D

Christina and I talked yesterday, about lots of things, God and University and 'mid-uni crises' and this diary entry where I ranted about John Bevere and Isaiah. *smile* We talked about self-esteem, and how God wants us to be humble, to respect ourselves but not to be smug. In Isaiah 6, Isaiah starts out smug, goes through a bit of a self-esteem loss... then is re-affirmed by God. Which is the way it should be :)

Random word for today: google

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