episode: -> dance. comfort zone. <-
went to school especially, just for the sake of dance.
(i believe more practise makes "perfect"! :XXX)
i still think my dance steps are bad.
but i have zero idea as to how to improve them.
boo.
the end result:
my feet hurts.. very very badly.
i had to stagger out of school, and back home slowly.
i winced and cringed at every step i took.
i guess i over-exerted tonight le.
i was biting my lips, and clenching my teeth, when i was dancing chacha with my dance partner.
ahhhh.
i have a certain comfort zone with everybody.
(varies from individual to individual)
this comfort zone spells how much i allow you to invade into my personal space, before i get uncomfortable.
social dancing isn't a problem for me.
even though it means some random male dance partner has to stand in somewhat close proximity with me.
eye contact during dancing doesn't really pose much of a problem for me too, as long as my dance partner and i are at a comfortable distance (within my comfort zone) away from each other.
my dance partner, however, stood really really very very close to me during our dance tonight.
(estimated less than few centimetres away from each other only)
i felt extremely strange and uncomfortable. x_x
eye contact between us is almost impossible, because he was standing wayyyy too close to me.
(he stared at me intensely throughout; i couldn't maintain his eye contact)
i didn't say anything though.
zzzz.
butterfly + butterfly = butterflies! ^^(i have always love buterflies! :DDD)
butterfly + butterfly = butterflies! ^^(Gwen just so happens to rekindle my love and passion for butterflies. HAHA. :PPP)
~ Beautiful Season ~
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