I need to practice what I preach.
You can't please everyone. Yet, why do I still try to?
Don't stress the small things. But, I still do.
Ugh.
This is the whole process of having to constantly work on yourself. Like working out has to be consistent, so does mental training. I think I get confused that I live in a bubble and everything inside this bubble has to be perfect. But, it ain't.
I don't think I have mental peace, and that's my fault. I'm back to square one in trying to control my emotions. For now, I hope to distract myself with as much gym time as I can.
7.31.2009
7.20.2009
1,2,3,...5,6,7
Just danced through two salsa classes. love it!
So that's three Beginner 1's and two Beginner 1.5's I've taken so far. Can't wait to 'graduate' to Beginner 2, then eventually, it's off to shake my ass to Marc Anthony like it's nobody's business ;)
While I was waiting in the hallway for the class to start, I noticed that dancers (jazz, hip hop, contemporary, etc.) are in a different world when it comes to their time, their environment. I see them walking around with this creative air, without even trying. Their outfits, their fashion, their speech, their faces, their colors! and their overall movement and aura are of a different kind that I wish I could have tapped into in my former life. I was watching them in awe, like a junior high kid who observes the cool high school kids - curious of that world, and secretly wanting to be a part of it sooner than later. I wonder where it would have taken me... Other than being a writer, I would've loved to be one of Janet Jackson's backup dancers in another life. I guess I'll never know - another thought to toss in my pile of "shoulda, woulda, coulda". Sigh. But in the meantime, I'll go ahead with my 1, 2, 3, ... 5, 6, 7.
So that's three Beginner 1's and two Beginner 1.5's I've taken so far. Can't wait to 'graduate' to Beginner 2, then eventually, it's off to shake my ass to Marc Anthony like it's nobody's business ;)
While I was waiting in the hallway for the class to start, I noticed that dancers (jazz, hip hop, contemporary, etc.) are in a different world when it comes to their time, their environment. I see them walking around with this creative air, without even trying. Their outfits, their fashion, their speech, their faces, their colors! and their overall movement and aura are of a different kind that I wish I could have tapped into in my former life. I was watching them in awe, like a junior high kid who observes the cool high school kids - curious of that world, and secretly wanting to be a part of it sooner than later. I wonder where it would have taken me... Other than being a writer, I would've loved to be one of Janet Jackson's backup dancers in another life. I guess I'll never know - another thought to toss in my pile of "shoulda, woulda, coulda". Sigh. But in the meantime, I'll go ahead with my 1, 2, 3, ... 5, 6, 7.
7.16.2009
Safety First For Nutty People
I'm tired, but I feel like typing a bunch of nonsense while I wait to be fed and wait for the crankiness to creep up on me from waiting too long to be fed.
Some people are funny. Some have this unnecessary attitude, like the impatient middle-age woman who wants to defy a construction workers instructions to be patient and wait no more than 2 minutes while the gi-normous crane in front of us carries a gi-normous container up 20 stories high. She's dumb bc I'm sure she'll be one of those people who will be the first to open their mouth about a crane accident killing innocent bystanders. And she shakes her head and looks at her watch with a sour, puss-face to the really really nice construction worker who is patiently trying to explain the "safety first" reason behind the very slight hold up. Hasn't the shortness of life already taught you that whatever your rush is, is probably not that serious!?
Just because I felt bad that he had to endure that woman's retardedness, I mouthed a polite 'thank you' to him for just doing his job and caring - even if it was to care about a nutty person like her.
Some people are funny. Some have this unnecessary attitude, like the impatient middle-age woman who wants to defy a construction workers instructions to be patient and wait no more than 2 minutes while the gi-normous crane in front of us carries a gi-normous container up 20 stories high. She's dumb bc I'm sure she'll be one of those people who will be the first to open their mouth about a crane accident killing innocent bystanders. And she shakes her head and looks at her watch with a sour, puss-face to the really really nice construction worker who is patiently trying to explain the "safety first" reason behind the very slight hold up. Hasn't the shortness of life already taught you that whatever your rush is, is probably not that serious!?
Just because I felt bad that he had to endure that woman's retardedness, I mouthed a polite 'thank you' to him for just doing his job and caring - even if it was to care about a nutty person like her.