Growing up I did dance, and I was obsessed. I took every single class that I could and I even competed. I was at my studio every single day, I dreamed of putting a ballet barre in my bedroom. I'm honestly hoping that my future husband lets me have a dance studio in our house. But anyway, life got busy and I had more important things to focus on than dancing, like school and getting into college. So sometime in high school I stopped. I was super bummed and I wish I didn't but i knew I had to.