Following the topic was so entertaining that I forgot to post.
Basically I suck at dancing because of a permanently damaged ankle (sucked before as well but to a lesser degree). Hence I created some mental restraints not to make an idiot out of myself on every occasion. They proved vulnerable to alcohol though. And chicks. Few things are resistant to chicks ...
I love to dance. If I hear the right tunes I can't hold back and try to get those around me into it. Heck if I listen to music while waiting for class to start, or waiting in a hallway I cant help but to move a bit.