Wheel #3

I've been a third wheel my whole life! And the funny thing is I've never been on the other end. I wonder how it would be...

My services have been most often rendered to my brother and his girlfriends. At his fourth one, even after I swore to never do this, I am a 'nuchsclepp' at this very moment, him and the alleged girl sitting in front of me. The only thing holding them to their seats is the presence of each other with nothing more than his DSLR snapping away at her intermittent by conversations only infatuation would understand! 

I hate being a lamp-post and it's tragic how I end up being in that position over and over again! Especially now that I am in that stage where love is obsolete, bordering on almost ridiculous. Even more tragic considering Gdaran wasn't the only one with the privilege of experiencing quality chaperoning services.

Now, for something worthwhile, I'll performing more frequently than I bargained for! And I thank God for that! I'm in practice thrice a week and I can literally feel myself bulking up especially in the thighs and gluteals. What would I do without dance??!! It took 20 years for that calling to materialise! A 20 years waste of being fit!!! 

I don't believe in coincidences, so I guess it's just meant to be like this. I would have been much more effeminate if I'd started dancing from adolescence. Just trying to see the silver lining...