Jan
01
2003

Dancing Lessons

Oi, So I just finished watching Maid in Manhattan I have to admit, it wasn’t too bad, normal fluff, though Jlo sure is a bad dancer in it… Oi.

Anyway, the over abundance of Fluffy girl shows (otherwise known as chick flicks) i’ve been watching, sorta makes me …. not sad, nor depressed…. it makes me long for a life. I suppose the road not taken by Robert Frost applies here…. I bet you’re wondering why…. I chose, between two roads– I chose to live an academic life, instead of the social one… instead of the lively night life, i chose books, and teachers and filling my brain with gobidily gook. So much information is stuffed into my cranium I don’t know what to do. I could recite to you for hours on end about the Greek Gods and their importance…. I could tell you how to properly set a table for a dinner party, I could show you how to make your own party hats with tassels that would make everyone want to ring in the new year, with you. I know how to take apart controllers for any gaming system, clean them, and put them back together. I know how properly clean disks that have gotten smudges on them, I know what games are appropriate for what age range. I know what games suck, and which don’t….

I don’t know how to flirt

I don’t know how to ask someone out, with words, spoken ones.

I don’t know how to accurately communicate with my spoken words…. I get tongue tied… my extensive vocabulary is a waste in my head, since none of it can come out of my mouth, only through a pen, or in this case, keyboard.

I can HTML with the best of em, I run five websites, and I can give you advice unsolicited on ANYTHING.

I watch.

I watch life.

I watch people and what they do–

and I know why they do it. but I can never do it myself. Never. because I watch– and sometimes when I watch, I can pick it up, and do it myself. I can recite it back– but I get lost in the motions–

I get lost in the steps when I do it myself. I get lost in what i’m doing– and I become scary.

I get lost in the dance of life–

no one wants to teach me what to do.

Derringer Meryl [Teach me to dance right] Out

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