Perfection resides in perception.

Right. You lot better hope to goodness that somebody successfully courts me soon, or you're never going to see this blog rise from sappiness.


Anyway. About today.

Show And Tell was a brimming success!!! Graded or no graded, looks like our time spent on the model apartments worked. And the construction helmets. And the PCK boots. I love my LTB group. I hate LTB though.


Latin Feste!! Salsa rocks!!

My hips don't lie... Do yours?

The guy that was once my match was very good. Unfortunately for him, somebody else roped in more votes from friends. Or maybe it's just my perception. Got to dance with him again after the Feste. With better results this time. He tried to make me do a dip. However, I didn't know what he was doing, so I ended up pretty stiff. Still, it was fun.


His competition partner was GOOD.


Went to loco night after the Feste. Not many people, but at least I got to dance (I thought I was just going to be stuck listening to music all night). Guess what? I'm getting better at following!! One proof is that I'm doing a lot of moves that I don't know how to do. IT WAS REALLY COOL.

Everyone should learn salsa. The basics are simple.

Righto... done? Done?

Sap time.

He knows I still feel for him. He knows that, and though he doesn't reciprocate, he doesn't avoid it. And I know it didn't work out, and there's no point pursuing it anymore. But who was it he was looking for in the crowd today? Was it someone else? Was it me? If it was me, was he looking for a friend, a sister, or a memory? A feeling?

I think too much. I'm a hazard unto myself.

But I wouldn't give up this heartache for anything. There's a certain security in knowing that I'm not numb. I can still feel.

I miss... someone. Some people. Some things. Some aspects of living.

But Time stops for no one.