Uncoordinated Quotes

I love to dance. I have always been the first on the dance floor, but I'm not teachable. I couldn't learn 'five, six, seven, eight' if my life depended on it.

I've always been insecure about dancing. I was when I was in high school.

Did you ever get the feeling that the world is a tuxedo and you're a pair of brown shoes?

I was born tall. I was awkward and gangly. Before that, I was a really chubby elementary school kid. I've always been sort of a physical abnormality.

I'm all over the place.

I've always been really tall and lanky.

I know I can't dance. I am the worst dancer. I have no rhythm. I just do step-and-snap. I love it in the privacy of my own home and every once in a while at a club. But singing and dancing are my two greatest fears.

I'm a terrible dancer.

At school I used to avoid dance lessons. They were the worst.

I'm, like, super-clumsy and weird and funny and dorky.

I dunno... I feel out of step. Musically. Just out of step, not even behind or ahead. Just sort of like... I dunno, sometimes I feel like I'm still... just not... in sync. I don't know how to explain it. I just am.

I'm constantly bumping and banging into things.

My forte is awkwardness.

I don't care for physical activity. I'm not sporty. I'm not very coordinated.

Mr. that boy couldn't hit the ground if he fell out of an airplane.

People who know me know that I am very clumsy, always fumbling, and I talk rubbish most of the times.

I'm one of those tall, lanky, awkward kids.

Enthusiasm is like having two right hands.

Usually for the last play, everyone goes helter-skelter. They go to the wrong spots. They don't do the right thing.

I'm the world's worst dancer. I have dancephobia.

I'm very much in denial that I can't dance. I really go for it, which is almost more embarrassing.

I was terribly gawky, too goofy to become a high-kicking cheerleader, with stringy brown hair and bad posture. Definitely nobody noticeable!

Only I am clumsy, like drifting on the waves of the sea, without direction.

When I trip, I feel like that's the world saying come here for a second. It just pulls me closer for a second, yeah what do you want? I just want to remind you that you're uncoordinated. I'm aware of that, thank you... can I go now? Yeah, you can go, but never ever try to outrun me. Ok, world, see you later. Yeah, I'll see you in about 50 years.

I'm quite ungainly.