Showing posts with label movie moments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movie moments. Show all posts

Sunday, November 14, 2010

My Secret Fantasy

I'm a romantic. Not just a little bit, mind you. I'm a totally crazy wild totally hopelessy hopeless romantic. I love chick flicks like it's my job and I get more excited to hear cute couple stories than teenage girls get when they see Justin Bieber. And yes, I am currently single but I know it'll happen one day. No worries here. :) (not many, anyway.) ;) Being a crazy over-the-top romantic and a girl, I daydream sometimes. I love to hear those romantic moments of declarations of love and of course it makes me want that for myself. My mind usually ends up wandering and I think of a few more scenarios I'd love as well.

Secret fantasy confession time: One thing I would love to have happen to me one day is to be serenaded. Music is really important to me and certian songs really affect me, all in different ways. I'm in a big believer in the idea that music can say things words can't always say and I think that when people have music then they have a special connection. Hence why I think being serenaded would be amazing.

If it were to happen I'd be super happy to begin with, but there are ways it could be even more amazing. If the guy himself were to serenade me, I really hope he can sing. I know it's supposed to be "the thought that counts" but if the guy singing can't really sing I'm not sure how great it'll be. In the case he can't sing, asking one of the many vocal groups (preferrably Expansion, as I love them and they are amazing) to serenade me for him would suffice. I've heard of guys asking vocal groups at other colleges to serenade their girls and it sounds so sweet.

The other big thing is the song choice. The song would, of course, have meaning. And a great, sweet, perfect, romantic, (blah, blah, blah), one at that. Personally, I love the idea of being serenaded with the male version of Katy Perry's "Teenage Dream", Lifehouse's "You and Me", or basically anything by Michael Buble.

It may be silly but the idea of a guy who's totally crazy over me singing a song I'm totally crazy for just for me makes me want to swoon. I warned you in the beginning I'm a silly, crazy romantic, and a teenage girl to boot. I'm not saying that's the only thing I'll stand for, I mean, a mix CD will do just fine, but if a girl can dare to dream then this is what I'd love. Until then I'll just keep an eye out for a guy to steal my heart, a boy with a voice, and the sound of Darren Criss singing "Teenage Dream" through my speakers.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Why Girls Flock To Ballroom

Before comeing to college, I made myself some goals to make sure my freshman year was good. Stuff along the lines of get good grades, meet people, join clubs, push myself out of my comfort zone, meet guys, ect. One of the clubs I joined was the Ballroom Dancing Society, which is now my absolute favorite thing to do, and every week I look forward to it. The awesome people are a major plus as well. Before joining this club, I was nervous. I am awful at dancing, and considering how accident prone I am to begin with, this didn't seem like a great idea. However, in my mind it seemed like a perfect way knock out two of my goals in one hit: to meet guys and push myself out of my comfort zone.



A few tiny problems. As much as I love ballroom dancing, it didn't exactly match the fantasy I had in my head. You know, the fantasy most girls have entering ballroom. Dancing with that totally hot and brooding guy in the corner. Being swept across the dance floor. Finding that perfect "dance partner" both on and off the floor. And on, and on, and on. Basically a total movie moment, think Take the Lead, with Antonio Banderas. which I wish my whole life could be made up of.

A few startling truths about ballroom. More girls tend to come to ballroom than guys. That means some girls are left dancing together. I have no problem with that, it's just annoying I can't be flirting with a handsome stranger while I dance. There are some guys there, however. Which brings me to the next point...

The Boys of Ballroom. Most of the intermediate dancers are total cuties and, of course, great dancers. I've even found awesome friends in one or two of them. But sadly, there's only so many intermediate guys, so now we go to the beginners. I've basically divided the beginner guys into 2 main groups; creepers, and possibilities. Possibilities are the guys coming here looking for girls because they know girls are looking for guys. They're usually at least a little cute, polite, nice, and don't totally suck as leads. Those are the fun guys to dance with. :) Creepers, on the other hand, are just that. They usually come to ballroom having never talked to a girl, never touched a girl, barely even looked at a girl. They're the ones that hold you too close or try to grab your butt. (Excuse me sir your hand goes on my back or my knee is coming up.) Needless to say, they aren't exactly what you picture when you think of romantic ballroom dancing.

Lastly, one last thing I for some reason keep forgetting as to why ballroom isn't exactly how I pictured it. I. Can't. Dance. I have two left feet and I am crazy accident prone. It takes me 50 times to even learn a few basic moves and I've stepped on people's feet a bunch. At the moment though, I have not been dropped yet, although I've been stepped on quite a few times.


Just to be clear, I love ballroom. Creepers and swollen toes aside, it's one of the best things I have ever done in my entire life. I've already found out I love the dances like the tango, rumba, and chacha, and when I have a cute guy as my partner, my dancing gets that much better. :) There's actually a competition coming up in November that I plan on entering. I may not be the best dancer by any means but I have fun and that's what I love about it. So for now, I'll wear my closed toed shoes, ask for some "extra practice" from some of the cuter dancers, and wait for my dancing movie moment to happen.