Dancing and my Belly

Just....ate....6...large.. crackers... and two... glasses of water....gulp.... in eating contest..... im sooo full and my salivary glands are aching....

But seriously,

The art of belly dancing is one that cannot be mastered through skill alone. It is simply not enough to master the technique, one must also master rhythm. An expression of form, belly dance is a connection fused between the mind and body as manifested in a beautiful, individually unique, soulful dance.

The belly dancing society here at Leeds, sporadically asked my intermediate class if we would participate in a performance. Although we had been given only a couple days notice, most happily obliged, and with some convincing, I eventually did as well. Our first performance, scheduled to take place at the Leeds city center, was cancelled due to "inclement weather", a day which actually turned out to be not too shabby. But we did perform today for the crowd of Riley Smith Hall in the student union, along with some steel drummers, and a capoei dance troop in a production to benefit a local charity. I originally thought we'd only be performing one song, but we ended up doing a couple, both of which I had learned either the day before or today. In a delightful twist, I found out after the second song that there were actually three.... a couple of us ran back out on stage from the changeroom. In reference to belly dance, let me just say that I am very priviledged to have THE best flatmates ever, as they all came out to watch!!! The performance went well, even though I admit it was initially a little scary!

I intended to write a nice, philosophical, literary blog on T.S. Eliot and modern company, but alas, my stomach is expanding with crackers and water- kind of reminds me of that chinese film from west thought where they fed the poor doctor too much bread and then gave him too much water and he was too sick to practise his medicine. At least I've discovered a reliable way to get my daily 8 glasses of water...excuse me.