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July 23, 2014

I'm seeing myself in 1999. Oh, the attitude I had. I was one of those girls who did not want to be up there. Other classmates were quite good and they never showed that kind of attitude, but for some reason, my dance teacher singled me out the first year, when I seven, and kept pushing and pushing. No one, other than my parents, have yelled at me as much as my dance teacher. After the first few years, I was done. Didn't even know if I wanted to be good, as is apparent by my embarrassingly infantile stage performance.