Tuesday, December 29, 2009

Interpretations of love

My top 3 movie scenes that make love worth it.

Gene Kelly (Singing in the Rain)
The scene where he's dancing and singing in the rain after he says goodnight to his girl. The way he looks and acts in this scene is the very essence of the "honeymoon stage". Where you can't stop smiling..makes you want to sing all the love songs ever made... and you feel like the sun shines wherever you go.

Angelina Jolie/Brad Pitt (Mr. and Mrs.Smith)
The scene where they beat the crap out of each other, and then make love. Its hot... they're hot...this scene definitely describes the passion of love. Even tho sometimes you want to beat the crap out of your partner, it just shows how much you love them.

Rachel McAdams / Ryan Gosling (The Notebook)
The scene where noah asks allie what she wants. They make fighting look so romantic. The best kinds of fights are definitely the ones where you fight for love. Fighting for your love to stay..fighting to see who loves the other more..fighting because love isn't perfect.

Any way you see it...

love conquers all.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Confesssions of an insecure heart

I love Love.
I love FALLING in love.
I love being IN love.
But why is it so hard to TRUST love?

Is it true that,
what you DON't know won't hurt you?
Or what you do know will hurt you?

I used to believe in fairy tales.

That it was possible for two people
to live happily ever after.

But everywhere I turn,
love proves me wrong.

How do you know when you are with the one
that you were meant to be with?
How do you get past all your insecurities and just
trust the one you love?
How do you know that the one you give your heart to
won't one day give it back?
How do you know someone won't cheat?

Living your life anticipating the day you're going to die
is no way to live.

But you can't stop the inevitable.





Fairy tales are just stories that haven't finished yet.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Oh Hip Hop,

Where did we go wrong?

Our relationship hasn't been the same.
You've changed,
I've changed.
It's not that I don't love you,
It's just not working out like it used to.
I reminisce,
back to the first time we met.

It was love at first sight.
My heart was giddy,
I sang to you all the time,
memorized every word you said.
Our hearts danced to the same beat.
You taught me things about myself
that I never knew existed.

Sometimes I'll check out your past,
to see where you've been.
Don't judge me.
I'm just curious to know how you were before we got together.

You were so special.
I knew you were gonna do
big things in the future.

You made the big time,
on the big screens,
on the tv.
But it wasn't the real you
that I saw.

You started to change,
shined up so bright,
with gold teeth
and bling bling,
I couldn't recognize you anymore.

As the fame started to wear out,
you tried to push it further,
watered down,
selling out,
and losing your soul.

We're both going different directions,
and I think its time
for us to take a break.
If it was meant to be
our paths will cross in the future.

You will always be a part of my life,
and will always have a piece of my heart.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Public Transit

Some days I'm blessed to see the many colors of the rainbow...

Riding on the train and subway,
I get to see all different types of people.
Different colors,
Different shapes,
Different ages,
personalities,
ethnicities.

There are people that take long rides,
fall asleep the whole way,
and for some reason know exactly the right time to wake up
for their stop.

There are noisy kids
who listen to their ipods
FULL BLAST
so the whole train can hear.

There are some old ladies,
ILLEGALLY selling snacks
to make that dollar.

And with all the different colors I see,
there are some colors that can't be found in a crayola box.

My top 3 favorite crazy people i've seen on the train
1) Crazy Tranny with bright pink boots
"What you needs ta do is get tha hell outta my face! Ya needz ta roll hoe!!!"-Tranny yelling at some girl for bumping into him/her.

2) Homeless person
He was smoking weed on the train. Some people around him ignored him and didn't say anything (partly because I think they secretly wanted to take a whiff). But then this big black lady started yelling at him and he left the train.

3) Mexican lady screaming a sermon for the whole train to hear
She was preaching about God, but I think she was putting a hex on everyone. "She's the one! Screw you, you are all the devils!"

The sun shines on us all.

Monday, November 30, 2009

Music makes the world go round...

...or at least the jog around the Rose Bowl a lot more fun.

I love how music can inspire me on my most laziest days...especially the new BEP Album, The E.N.D.

Danga's playlist for a fun workout:

Track #1- "I Gotta Feelin"
This is the track that gets you started. You start with good vibes...you get a FEELIN that its gonna be a great workout...i love how when the beat drops,,you just run like craaazy.... Plus you can exhale loudly on all the parts they go "oooohhhooo".....
"I gotta feeling.. OOHHHHHOOOOOOO!!!!!"(exhale here)

Track #2- "Meet Me Halfway"
This is the halfway point. You're starting to get tired, but as you listen to the lyrics, you keep pushin forward, cause for some reason, you think some special person is waiting at the halfway mark. Before you know it, you are past the halfway mark, and at the end of the song. No special person here.

Track #3- I'mma Be"
This is the track that gets you dancin again. Makes me want to jog a little faster. During the second part of the song, a house beat drops, and you can't help but sprint the rest of the way.
Almost there.

Track #4- Chelley- "Took The Night"
This is the victory walk. We've made the finish line, and are on the way to a healthy sexy body. Time to do the runway walk back to the car. "1-2-4-3- none of these chicks look better than me".


I wish all workouts were this fun.

Monday, November 16, 2009

Inspiration...

I've been under a dry spell

haven't been dancing everyday...
that's what depression does to you.

it's like that commercial...
where does depression hurt?

everywhere...

stress can make you hate your life...
make you sad...
make you eat and get fat...

and worst of all
make you not want to dance.

I'm struggling to find myself.
The one that I want to be.

Its crazy,,,
I used to be a happy person.
Not a care in the world...
And all I wanted to do was make everyone else happy as I was.

Economy sucks right now.
And it has affected me and my family as well.

For SHock Family,
We are working on a show to benefit homelessness.
Food drives and volunteering...

This is going to be an incredible year.

I will do everything I can to connect my personal experience and make this an incredible show.

Dancing saved my life...

I'm hoping for a revelation.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Man I hate it when....

...your sad and everyone around you is extra happy. Makes me want to punch them in the face.

Random thoughts for today...

I feel like I am a lonely soul on the planet...
I can be around a million people...
And not connect to anybody.
Even people I care the most about...
Can't understand me..

Maybe I have an untouchable heart.
Maybe its been broken so much
that it is unrecognizable to its counterpart.

Its like my heart is locked up at the highest tower,
waiting for a prince to rescue it.
But the dragon is killing everyone that comes close.

Maybe I'm the dragon...

I was watching Bride Wars tonight...
How I long to have that one person
who can understand me the way no one else can....
where it comes so natural...
they know the right words to comfort you,
and you know the ways to make them happy.



Some people are so lucky.

Tuesday, July 28, 2009

the greatest gift a dancer can give

Freestyling is a way your body can express what your heart is feeling.

Its amazing that people don't realize how powerful it is.
When you go into a cypher,
there is some energy that binds everyone together.
Its kind of spiritual,
when one person goes in the center
trying to communicate what their heart is feeling
to the music.
Sometimes its terrifying,
right before you go in,
where you become afraid
of what people are gonna think,
you might fall and mess up.
you open your heart
to all its vulnerability.
All that energy starts to build up,
and once you release,
its the best feeling in the world.
letting everything go.
riding the music.
hearing everyone cheer you on.
its like a surfer riding the biggest wave.
once you leave,
you inspire another person,
you spark someone else's energy,
and you leave a better dancer.

today at homeland,
a dancer was moving to another city.
they held a cypher for him.
he started off the freestyle.
after he sat in front of the dj,
and everyone dedicated a freestyle for him.
they shared a part of their heart and soul.
There was a connection between all of them
that i was so blessed to see.

The greatest gift i think i've ever given
was a freestyle dance for my love.
I know it sounds really corny,
and one of the cheapest presents i've given,
but there is no price
on what your heart can give.
i remembered him sitting in front of me.
i started with choreography,
but then just started to let go
and freestyle.
i closed my eyes,
and let my body translate
what my heart was saying to him.
my body was singing the song,
painting the picture,
manifesting itself in front of him.

i believe that was the first time i ever gave my heart to my love.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

multiple personalities

in order to be great, you must make sacrifices...


i love dance.
i love all styles of dance.

some days i feel like waacking. sexy and girly.
some days i feel like breaking. agressive and athletic.
some days i feel like locking.funky and happy
some days i feel like house. groovy and free.

but there's not one i can't live without.

I feel like all these styles are different parts of me.
but, i know i have to focus on one to be really great at it.

and its so unbelievably hard to do.
it messes me up,
cause when i freestyle i start doing everything.

i would love to prove everyone wrong
and be great at all those styles.
it might take me a bit longer.
it might even be impossible

but i will continue to search for wherever satisfies my heart.

i will always push myself to be the best dancer i can be...
even with the multiple personalites...

i'd rather be crazy and dancing,
than sane and not.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

damn mtv

damn the industry
damn the media

its always about money
its always about your looks
they are looking if you are brandable
marketable
doesn't matter how well you dance
it is just a plus..
tell that to jc... one of the judges
he went on tyra banks show teaching imitation locking
i knew we were too good for that show anyway
we got brainwashed into the flashing lights
we continue to stay grounded.
thanks for everyone's support.

mtv killed hip hop.

Monday, June 29, 2009

edward vs. jacob

So i've jumped on the bandwagon and joined the twilight frenzy..(thanks val)

and i must say that although all the hype is on edward.....

i go gaga for jacob!

he's a bad boy
like an animal
he protects
he fights
he's into family
he has the hot bod
and the long hair reminds me of someone i love who had long hair ;)

bella is a slut for loving both guys

and edward is retarded for letting his girl kiss and hold another guy.

I haven't been this crazy over a book series since harry potter.
I talk about them like i know them.
I hate it when the series end and you just want to keep reading more.
i hate when really good books have stupid endings.
this isn't like that tho..i was just saying...

i am such a nerd.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

save the DATE! july 2, 2009!



gym day

So after my lazyful day....i decided to hit tha gym.

Three things i hate the MOST about the gym:
1) There's always someone at the machine i want to use
2) no matter how many times i make it to the gym, i don't lose weight
3) naked old flabby ladies walkin around the locker room

Some days i Love working out at the gym..
Sometimes after a good workout i feel like eating a big fat tommy burger

sometimes i wish i could quit eating.

i think it would be possible if there was no such thing as pms.

Wavy ranch ruffles will be the end of me.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

Lonely Day

The city is quiet and lonely. My family is in Wisconsin, my boyfriend is in minnesota....and I am alone on Wilton St.

I miss my xanga, myspace is played out, i don't know how to use facebook, and i refuse to succumb to twitter.

Why do people feel the need to document their life and have it on display for everyone to comment on?

I guess its for moments like these where you have nothing to do, you're alone and reaching out for someone to connect to. I am a slave to my generation.