That said, tonight I found myself watching Step Up 2: The Streets. If you haven't seen it, it involves dance crews, which resemble whirling, twirling, legal street gangs. As I'm watching it, I realize, holy crap, I have a dance crew. You see, I have a little dance family at Awesome Ballet School where I take classes. We know all the teachers, we email each other fifty zillion times a day, and we are a general nuisance to newcomers to class. Not in a "Plastics from Mean Girls" kind of way, but in the "oh god these people are such good friends I'm now an outsider" type way. Which I guess kind of makes us the Plastics, but whatevs.
Anywho, there I was, watching bad Sunday night cinema, and this is what I emailed my dance crew:
- Ballet is so much more badass than street dancing. For reals.
- If we were into street dancing, we would so have our own street gang and regulate the @&*$ out of "Awesome Ballet School."
- Someone should produce a ballet version of Fight Club.