in which i randomly link, because i can

[seperis]

The Greatest Commerical in the History of Commericals

(Yes, I mean, the Kia one)

(I really want to buy a car from them to encourage commericals I like.)

For those who have been tragically denied ever seeing Flashdance (seriously, really?), based off of the audition scene, with the exception of the water bit, because I cannot find that. If anyone does, link me. I love that movie so much.

Also, since I'm doing random links, my second favorite video of all time.

Cold Hearted Snake, Paula Abdul.

Mmm. Pretty. Pretty.

ETA: If you tell me you were not trying to copy this in your bedroom, you are totally lying. Someone, who may have been me, pulled a muscle trying for--er. Nevermind. Anyway. Right. Moving on.

Comments

[seperis.livejournal.com]

I can't either, even when I was in jazz dance and injuring myself daily.

*sends hugs*

[anjak-j.livejournal.com]

Once I've lost some of the blubber, I am so going to find a dance class to go to. I really miss it.

*hugs back*

[seperis.livejournal.com]

*G* I overcompensated for being so tall and not very flexible--I have an lj entry on it somewhere, but I'd go in an hour or two before class and do the entire class by myself to prep *for* class. It was the only way I could get through without wanting to die.

I wish there was adult dance classes for non-professionals. I honestly never wokred that hard in my life than that class and I had such a blast even when I was utterly exhausted.

[anjak-j.livejournal.com]

Despite gaining a lot of weight since the days when I danced every day at school and into college, I'm actually still really flexible. Sometimes when I'm bored I put some hip-hop on and mess about with some moves. Not to say I've not had some really bad injuries from dancing. Because yeah, I really feel it in my back which has been abused quite badly over the years which ill-timed turns and the like. Not to mention my poor feet...pointe shoes are just torture devices.

The worst thing about being an adult and non-pro is finding classes that aren't full of teenie-weenies who think they are hot shit. I could say the same of classes of my other love - martial arts. If I really want to do it though, I just ignore. It's like the gym - I'm there for my own benefit, not to worry about the uber-thin, super-fit person next to me who runs 10 miles on the treadmill.