Sunday, February 14, 2010

Hour Glass

Slowly time passes, and yet I do nothing. I count the grains of sand dripping. One by one, selectively. What else is there to do when you are sealed in a room, tightly shut? Nevermind, I think I'll go stare at a wall now, I don't feel like writing anymore.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Body Movement

Yesterday I took my first Tribal Fusion Belly Dance class with my friend Arielle by a teacher named Mala("bad girl" in Spanish). It was so much fun and through this experience I was able to gain an even better understanding and love of the dance. Watching my body actually move (correctly- our teacher was pretty good) and realizing and understanding my "center" made me realize that I do, indeed have a body. A real, moving, body. I actually got well at the one thing that I absolutely couldn't do, which was ondulations. Arielle and I had a lot of fun, and I felt so strange taking a bus in Manhattan headed downtown so I could take my train to the Bronx. I can't wait until my next class, I'm going to try to convince someone to switch hours with me for next Tuesday. The teachers said that they would take volunteers if anyone wanted to perform with the when they have a show. Arielle and I really want to. I don't know if I stressed this enough, but the fact that I was able to find my "center".... I guess I'm becoming more aware of my body and my spiritual being- I am one in both, and most people have forgotten that.

Friday, February 5, 2010

Doppleganger

Year after year, we existed in a love-hate friendship. I've realized this. Not only do my best friends look like me in ways, but I have this complex with them where I can not get along with them after a while but then we make up, are good for a while, and repeat from step one. I have a feeling I can get close to this one person, but it would be stupid to let her know my secrets. It's stupid to let anyone know my secrets I've realized. Keep it on an intellectual or silly level, but do not talk to me of your problems and I need to learn to not talk to you of my serious problems. If my friendship with you were to become public, it in itself would create drama with almost everyone I know. Let's keep this as two similar minds with similar interests, but no gossiping will be allowed from this point forth in any friendship. I need to get rid of my sidekick seriously, because I was mentally healthier when I wasn't on aim and facebook all of the damn time- even at work. I found it isn't good to go ahead and have all of your friends meet and coerce with each other because then drama gets created and then there begins the needless debate on what exactly what was said, by who, what tone it was said in and trying to know the pre-post info on the statement. Nothing is really ever done and rarely has it been done in history where people came face to face to tell others what their honest thoughts were. Even if they do, they turn out rude. I'm tired, whatever. I hope to see my doppleganger soon.