It all began with a Terio dancing contest. Fully aware of my dancing varied repertoire and (in)capabilities, I knew right away that above mentioned contest is rather a slippery slope for me. The Terio is a physically highly demanding dance by the homonymous dance artist, who has recently become a phenomenon on the internet. Such complicated choreography puts fear in the eyes of other widely recognized but less talented dancers, which was the only thing that stimulated and motivated me at the time.
Sheesh, you know I owned the main stage with finesse. I was completely ironed out and my staggering performance was flat out off the charts. The whole party turned into a wilderness and everybody had to wear an electrifying t-shirt designed by me personally.
Maybe I was a bit overzealous, but all I did was rise to the occasion and seize the initiative. It did not break my stride as I had expected and I must say, it was totally worth it.
Me and Jeffrey, Elvis and Michael took all over the place and during that night I realized that when it comes to England, New is always better.
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