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Sunday, January 22, 2006

I was watching Honey tonight- that dance movie with Jessica Alba which everyone said had bland plot but hot girl.
Grandma is staying overnight at the hospital because she contracted Dengue so pretty much alone at home. Mother brought back a chicken burger and apple pie.
I've been pretty much grouchy all week. Or month depending who you are. Everything was so irritating. The visa was sucking, I had to go for a medical check up, interview with St Mary's, and the whole prospect about going away for five years. FIVE YEARS. Can't decide between a fujitsu or a mac, can't decide what to bring, there's predeparture briefing tomorrow and I just got the case of the zits. Then grandma started getting sick.....=(
Everything seems to want to crash now.
And then.....man those moves rocked. Hip hop is a very smooth style, more emotional body language than jazz. It's cool. Never really into the hiphop music scene, too much bling, too much sex. Oh yeah....Ninja nicely informed me that I was too naive, too innocent and too inexperienced with sexuality......
Anyways...

So there's the moves right? Whether one girl bringing it up or a team of dancers all in one smooth coordinated choreograph dance. Missed those days, used to dance, used to forget everything and it's just you on the stage. And everything is beautiful. It's sexy and sensual, everything in perfect alignment.

Then it's like, there are alot of beautiful things in life. It's not all bad, not all grey, not all people shifting by themselves not caring about others. There is beauty in the world, we just....forget.

The smile of a baby, and his father leaning over him. ^^ there you are Kuudeekun.
The touch of a lover's hands, and the look in their eyes.
The voice of a friend, their hug, their comfort.
Laughter.
Rainbows.
The smell of a clean rain.
Telling jokes.
Listening to music.
Playing a game.
The taste of your grandma's cooking...although that is potentially dangerous.
Celebrating your graduation.
Saying I love you.
A well worn out book.
A caress.
Dancing.
Drinking hot chocolate.....

Tears...because you realise there are so many beautiful things in life.

Mused by Sukunami Taka around 1:48 AM

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