three and a half inches (heels), two hours and a place that is underventilated... mission?! not really clear...considering me and my partner were placed at the back of the searing (like the microbacterial cultures we make) annex... but it involved making up our own steps to follow the basic steps dancing to the unending hymn of... i want some hot stuff baby this evening...what?! our class is was picked to the seventies...whatever...
solution?! let's just play...yup...the crossberry shake... hands and feet ha... what?! you don't know that....ok let's just revise the hand movements...
result?! a comment that we were too lively and too jumpy...by a friend of course... haha... so what?!
man, i just jumped all around like a kangaroo for more than 30 mins wearing three and a half inch stilletos...and now... i just have to figure out how to get my vein in my leg to stop popping...
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