Okay, just received about the biggest back-handed compliment ever. Last night at my studio, we had a party, and my Cha Cha teacher wanted the class to perform the routine weâ€™ve been working on. There are several â€œstudentsâ€ in the class who are professional jazz and ballet dancers who are learning ballroom so that they can eventually teach it. I was really nervous, especially given that Iâ€™m the worst in the class, but figured it would be good experience for my upcoming theater showcase in March, and there didnâ€™t seem to be that many people there, so I thought Iâ€™d try. But, while I was resting in the lounge between class and party, another student apparently thought I was trying to calm my nerves, and sat down next to me. “Hey,” she said, â€œyou must be really nervous. I know, we’re the only non-professionals in the class. But, really, I think it’s very good for other students to see someone who’s obviously not a professional trying hard and yet not giving up. Shows them how hard it is to be a real dancer…” Ugh. Canâ€™t wait to get on that stage in Long Island now!