I like dancing

DON'T STOP, GET IT GET IT!!!!


This boy inspires me to pop it!

I'm doing it right now while I'm typing. I can't hear the music that he's listening to, but I can tell that he's on beat... I don't think I've seen an asian boy quite so rhythmic.

I love to dance. It usually takes one or two drinks to get me out on the floor, but after that, I'm all on it. I would say I'm a pretty good dancer... I haven't gotten any complaints. My 2-step is cute too.

When two people are dancing together, they are experiencing an intimacy with one another that is not matched in but many other acts. Bodies touching, sweat dripping, grinding, caressing, arousal... and all of this in front of a crowd.

I'm getting hot.... let me stop.

But I can't think of too many other things I would enjoy doing as much besides the obvious.

I hate to be shown up on the dancefloor. It's not a competition.

Dance nice and pretty. Don't be tryna back it up crazy hard like I can't take it... I'll push back and knock that ass head first onto the dancefloor.

But you can throw a leg up ;)

My Transformation pt. I

I think I am a pretty decent human being. I am fairly attractive... at least I have been told that I am. I have a pretty interesting personality. I'm a social butterfly with tons of friends. But it hasn't always been this way.

I was a nobody pretty much throughout my freshman year of high school. I had low self-esteem because I didn't quite think I was like the other boys in school. It seemed as all the popular boys were very athletic, tall, wore nice clothes, etc. I was just beginning to lose my childhood plumpness and my clothes didn't fit quite right. I went to a predominently white elementary school in the burbs previous to attending high school and I didn't really know what was hip. I remember in 9th grade, I went to school looking like a complete dork and I didn't even realize how uncool I looked until two "popular" girls came up to me and helped me out in the beginning of sophmore year. (I guess they noticed potential in me, lol). I even remeber the getup I had on. It was this ugly purple and orange polo shirt made by BOSS AMERICA (I know, I know... I still can't believe it- I used to be a mess) and I had it buttoned all the way up. I also had the shirt tucked into my jeans with a belt. Well walking through the halls one day, these two girls (Portia and Katrice- can't believe I remember their names too) came up to me and just went to work. They unbuttoned a couple of the buttons on my shirt so that I could breathe, and untucked my shirt from my pants. I had never ever worn any shirt outside of my pants (including tee shirts). Little did these girls know, that they were responsible for creating the new me.

From that point on I never tucked my shirt into my pants again or buttoned my shirt so tight... unless of course I was dressed formally.

I began working a lil part time job where I made lots of money and spent all of it on clothing basically. I later began working at The GAP (every high schoolers dream job) and got a discount for shopping- how cool was that!

I wasn't involved in anything outside of classes and never once did I date someone I went to school with, although I really did crush on a few people there. I had plenty of friends while in high school, most of them were attractive females too. They all thought of me as just the "cool guy" friend. I did have male friends too, it just was that I got a long better with females.

By the time I graduated high school, i knew and got along with most of the popular crowd. I was one of them. It was a good feeling to go from what I was to what i developed into.

When I moved from home and went to college I decided to turn my life around. The transformation contiuned.



My Transformation pt II soon to follow.

So I gets a call from my casting agency today

Now mind you, I signed up with them months ago, and I haven't really heard anything back from them that was worthwhile. And there has been a couple of spots I have been interested in that were taping here in Philly, but never got a call about.

Until today.

They call me and tell me to come down tomorrow to be in this football movie starring Mark Wahlberg and I would be one of the guys trying out for the team.A professional football team.

They have my measurements and pics and stuff, so I don't quite understand. I'm a pretty small guy. I mean, I'm tall, but small... not big enough to be believeable on screen as if I were seriously trying out for a pro football team.

What kind of shit is this?

I'm considering calling out sick from my real job becasue taping is all day tomorrow. It's just more film work to put down on my resume. Maybe I'll get discovered out there and get a real role.

Maybe not.

Moving to ATLANTA

So I have decided to move away from my hometown of Philadelphia, PA to lay my lovely locs and start anew in a better place. After a summer of frequent travels and much deliberation, I plan on making moves to Atlanta, GA.

Other cities that I looked into moving to and visited this summer include:

Los Angeles, CA- pretentious, expensive, and God forbid I end up in an earthquake.

Chicago, IL- beautiful, bustling city... waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too cold in the winter. I hate the snow.

Miami, FL- don't think I cold deal with hurricanes or all the hot bodies and clubbing year round. I would ge myself into some serious trouble.

Washington, DC- nice. Not much more to say about it. But something there that I can't quite put my finger tells me not to move there.

New York, NY- I lived there while an undergrad. It will always hold a special place in my heart and I will always have a place to stay when visiting, just not for me. Been there done that. I need something completely new and different.

Atlanta has impressed me the most. It doesn't get too cold there in the winter ( I heard it rarely snows and when it does snow, it's puny). In ATL, my money isn't funny. I can live in a metropolitan area and be able to maintain a pretty decent life. rrent is affordable, and I can even begin really saving for a house... a real house and not one of these rowhouses that are all over Philly.

There are tons of black folks in ATL too. Not that I don't like other ethnicities that exist, it's just that there are such a huge amount of young, black professionals in that city. It feels great being in the company of up and coming blacks that are about something... anything. All the ambition that swirls about down there inspires me to do more.

When I move, I plan on working at one of the many universities in the area. I'm pretty sure I'd have no problem getting hired at one of these instutions and we all know a perk of working for a university is free tuition (yeeeeaaaaaaaahhh boooooooooooooooyyyyyyyy!) If anyone has a heads up with any job leads, let a brotha know. If I have any success, there's a drink and maybe a bag of Spicy Nacho Doritos in it for you.

So ATL, I'll see you in a little less than a year. I hope to have a warm welcome. To all my friends that live in the area, I'll see ya soon. I will register at Bed Bath and Beyond as well as Crate and Barrel for housewarming gifts.