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It had been a while since the last time I danced and I almost forgot how it makes me feel good every time... Earlier today, I needed to formulate something to create a few routines for a group of friends for a dance next week. Well, it was the imagining part that was a bit difficult. But I just recalled a few easy routines I did before and tried to teach them to execute each step. And then after an hour of practice and dancing with friends, it hit me, I missed this. I think I miss it more than I thought I did. But I won't be dancing with them next week since I'll be out of town with Labsy and some other friends. I wish I could though. But what I'm worried most is if there would be enough of them to dance, since only very few who showed willingness to help me out in this assignment. Some can't and some just won't. I felt a little "sting" in me that I don't think I should. Then I just told myself, I should care less and just take what I see. Or sho...

One night, it was so tight, so irritating and so painful... My heart that is... I don't seem to understand why does it seem to have a need to feel sad and disappointed... Then I decided to admit that I am... But I had a hard time determining the why... or is it the which? I guess when you have too much emotions put on something, it's either you get too sensitive or too numb.. and I believe I'm a little of both... But to which of which, that I cannot yet answer... But my dilemma remains, how do I get myself to feel better? When I was younger, this more often than not, works... To cry so d*** hard 'til it hurts to breathe and the chest pain is too hard to describe.. Then you'll stop the crying, the pain will start to ease very slowly 'til there's no more...  And so I tried this one more time... I cried, and cried and cried 'til it hurts so bad... Then I looked at the mirror for consolation... I did cry again, for no particular reason, but confusions ...