Funny

these are funny! some are so true and others arent...but its funny when it is soo true! =]

YOU KNOW YOU'RE A DANCER WHEN:
You have never understood why people just cannot touch their toes.

Your joints crack frequently in the middle of dance class & no one cares.

Your body cracks loud enough to stop social studies class but you don't hear it.

You have a basic understanding of the french language just from ballet class.

You understand why the audience claps when a dancer has just done 15 fouettes & finishes in a nice clean triple.

Your goal in life is to be able to hold your extension up so high that your foot is in your ear & if not that you want at least a perfect triple on your left leg (right leg for all you lefties).

You know all of the Nutcracker music by heart.

You know all of the Nutcracker dances by heart.

You are at your studio at least five times a week.

You call your studio your "second home" & you aren't kidding.

You cry every time you see an amazing professional performance.

You find yourself tap dancing when you have to pee.

Dance is life & the rest is just spare time.

You sit in a straddle when you are watching TV.

You have blisters on your feet for life.

Pirouette & fouette are the two main words in your vocabulary.

You point your toes... all the time!!

You dance down the hallway instead of just walking.

You do tendus while waiting in line.

You do grande jetes in the parking lot & down the hallway.

You can't remember a time when your feet were soft & uncallused.

You are well coordinated in dance class but trip over your own feet just walking.

You fall up the stairs, instead of down the stairs.

A new leotard/pair of tights/or new shoes makes your whole day.

Any hard floor is a place to dance.

You walk with your feet turned out without even thinking about it.

You use every handrail you see for practing.

You actually sit up straight in your chair at school.

You can't sit still when you hear music, you feel like you should be dancing.

You always spell "point" like "pointe".

The top shelf in your closet is stuffed with your old dance shoes.

You pick something up off the ground in one of three ways... 1. Your leg shoots up to a 180 angle. 2. You do a grande plie or 3.
You don't bend your legs at all just for a nice little stretch.

Your wardrobe is filled with T-shirts from dance performances.

You have an entire drawer devoted to your dance stuff.

You are stretching for gym & everyone goes, "WHOA!!"

You're dancing when most people would be eating dinner or going to bed.

You laugh at non-dancers when they complain about their feet.

It's really hard for you to count past 8.

You hear the word "butterfly" the first thing that comes to your mind is the stretch called butterfly.

You dont dance for a week, & even your brother notices.

You promise to never stop dancing... like an energizer bunny that just keeps going.

Before everything you do you say 5-6-7-8.

You defend dance with your life when friends make fun of it.

You own hair gel. LOTS of hair gel.

You can whip up a ponytail in 5 seconds flat.

You walk around your house in releve to strengthen your calves.

You own 25 pairs of shoes and 20 of them are for dance.

You dont even have to count the music out loud because you know the count based on instinct.

Every song that you hear you can say "I had a dance to this..."

When you go to get your hair cut you tell them to cut it "long enough to be able to put it in a bun."

You notice every mistake made during a dance in a movie or TV show.