Spilling the Juice

Last night was a really fun night. I thought hun was bringing me to meet Angela’s new dance instructors. Get to know them better and hopefully learn more dancing anytime soon. Turns out it was a dancing party…ballroom dancing that it…Honestly I’ve always had two left feet and a very short attention span when it comes to memorising dance steps and the only rythym I knew was to girate to the sounds of hip hop/ pop/ groove/ house music and not the gorgeously structured steps of ballroom and latin.

Hun has already taught me the swing and the reggae a long time ago so whenever the swing and reggae songs were up, I’ve always had no problems being the confident partner in crime. But when it came to the cha cha or the fox trot…I would stare uncomfortably at the floor and would sit the dances out and let hun partner someone else.

But last night, he taught me the basic steps to the cha cha, the waltz, a loose version of the chinese rhumba and last but not least surprise surprise…the salsa…Of all the dances last night I enjoyed the salsa the most. It was fast, it was fun, it was fandangalestastic. I felt like I was at a scene in one of those popular dance movies…swinging, twirling, feeling the sexy hot bodies all around….

I also tried line dancing and I must say those old chinese ladies and guys (far out) really know how to keep their hearts pumping. The next dancing party I’m gonna take and upload pictures of those ass kicking mamas, grannies and grandaddies doing their thang. We ended early last night as I was down with asthma( as a result of the cold, from sneezing alot prolly because of the haze), so hun gave me a nice massage on my back before he sent me home.For now, I’m gonna get myself out of this asthma bummer before putting on my red shoes again.

Have you ever watched Magnolia before? A star studded movie that includes Tom Cruise in its list? It’s a story about how everyone was linked to each other either by blood or through some chance that they had to meet. A good friend of mine got me to watch this movie and it totally blew my mind away.

It’s one of those movies that you felt that you could relate to, all the different emotions, different views and perspective which brings me yet to another movie, CRASH…there is a reason why that movie won the best movie at the OSCARS this year. The plotline is similar to MAGNOLIA but in this movie, the emphasis is on racial prejudice, which brings me to my next question…

How many of you ever felt racially displaced? I have…and it wasn’t a nice feeling to grow up with. I guess that was partly because I was embarrassed about my race and that the struggle to link myself with one culture didn’t really work out . Its not an everyday struggle that I constantly think about, but its just one of those questions that people keep asking you…"what race are you?"

It’s not only until my university years that I had begun the slow process of being proud of my heritage. The diversity of the Uni culture, it feels like you’re just part of the group, diverse, different in terms of cultures and ideas but because of that you totally fit in. In fact i felt proud to be ‘the exotic".

In fact, I’ve become more prouder of this heritage that I carry and although it is lacking in terms of language and the culture etiquettes…I wouldn’t change it for the world. I have the best of both worlds if not the worst..hehehe…but then I always like to think on the bright side of things.

The beauty of Magnolia is the ability of the viewers to see the different ways how the characters are linked whether they know the person(s) or not is another story…like this website, friendster… we’re linked and people we don’t know or know are linked to us in some ways….our different views…our differences..ahh the great law of six degrees of separation… selling "our exoticness" to the world.