Chapter Eight: The Michael.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I have an announcement. Michael Jackson is coming back for 10 shows in July 2009. This kind of makes me ecstatic, but at the same time, it hurts me because he is only coming back to England. I may have to go live in Jolly Old England for a while, because Michael said, "This is it." And that means that this is all. The last time he will take the stage. I want to go so so so bad. But I really don't see it happening.
Mom said I need to get on the ballroom dance team and go to England with them and get her to be a costume helper person. This plan, flawless as it seems, relies on my ability to ballroom dance. As much as I hate to let myself down, I think that there is about as much chance of me getting on the ballroom dance team as I have of looking bad. In other words, it's unprecedented and highly unlikely.
However, I am going to be competing in DanceSport on March 14, 2009 with my friend Ryan. He is in my dance class and we are going to be dancing the ChaCha. It is probably one of the more fun dances out there. I feel like foxtrot was kind of slow and a little strange. I have been practicing my pressure steps and trying to get my hips to move without moving my arms around. It is probably harder than they make it look. But DanceSport should be cool because we get to dance and then we can watch like other poeple dance. Apparently the 2nd best couple in the world is going to be dancing that night. Unfortunately, I don't know if I can go to that part because Glenn is running for Mr. Wyview and they have to do a choreographed dance. I feel like I need to see that. But during the day, I will definitely be watching the DanceSport performances.
That's all that's exciting for today I think.
Love you.
xoxo.