Ouch.. my neck is killing me because...

I took a dance class on Tuesday and It was quite interesting...
We started off with stretching.. legs, arms, everything. In the middle of the leg stretch when we were all in a very wierd positions this black girl asks me loudly: "Hey! Who are you?" I didnt know who she was talking to... she goes again, Hey, who are you? I sticked my head in between my legs (dont ask, its hard to explain the position i was in) to see who that was. She smiled, i said my name is Tii? The other girl goes... like coffe and tea?? I was like, oh lord, here we go again. So i told them the whole story of about my name and we went through the whole drill about them trying to say my name and finally settling with Tii, then trying locate where im from, and understand why im there etc! And then one of them asked me if i went to Marcus High Shcool, i was like yeah, for one year when i was an exchange student. Im glad we didnt have to do the Encino man drill. Then Jim, the owner of the dance studio came in and gave us the dance lesson. He is funny, i love him! He was like, ok well lets start with the usual, and people lined up in pairs of two and walked sexy into the music across the dance floor. I was totally confused, i didnt know what the hell i was supposed to do. I looked like a fucking rabbit on steroids trying to get over to the other side of the floor as fast and non-sexy as i could. I mean i really didnt know how they were doing it, like kind of jumping, or walking or hell.. seriously i had no idea what i was doing. And 0f course Jim noticed my rabbit moves and told me not to jump and do it on my toes. After a couple of times i think i looked a little better, probably could compare me with the limping rabbit. But nobody laughed at me, at least i didnt see them doing it in front of me (I bet they were rolling on the ground in tears talking about me trying sexy-walk)... hahaaa :D We moved on to the small routines and combinations. Those were a little better, he told us to be sexy and touch ourselves... I wasnt sure if i was in the right class. It felt like i was training for American next super strippar". It wasnt like people were masturbating on the floor, it was more like being sexy when dancing. (But still, touching myself???) im not very sure about that... maybe its an american thing, not quite sure.. But at the end i got it, i was the last one to do the routine, by myself, Jim said, that was goooood!

At the end of the routine we had to through our heads back... fast! And 2-3 times of doing it pretty much injured me for life.. my neck is so sore and hurts like hell ever since.

Im definately going back next Tuesday!