Dancin' by myself

I don't know about the one legit follower we have, but what I loved about college almost more than anything else was the dance parties. I'm not just talking about the frat parties where the DJ threw down some ill beats while some freshman roommates split a lukewarm beer (cause I never did that....). I'm talking about the gayest in the best possible way dance parties my roommates and I used to host at our house. Ever dance to the entire soundtrack of popular broadway musical turned EVEN popular movie musical Hairspray? Or to Moulin Rouge? And who could forget the time we put on some Transiberrean Orchestra and interpretive danced?

My point about these dance parties is that they may not be intense work-outs, but they are fun and more importantly, I let off a lot of steam. So my advice to the person (or people) is that when you're feeling down, stressed, or bored, dance it out. Chances are I'm in my apartment, cranking up my tunes (ABBA perhaps?), and dancing with you from afar.