That s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.

I believe I am becoming nocturnal by choice. Late night I don't have to deal with anything like my sister or my parents yelling or whatnot.

My mom usually rags on me to get offline at 1 AM, but tonight she was set off by something and started yelling at 11, and I finally gave up fighting with her at midnight, so I got off. But usually, after they fall asleep, I hop back on again, usually around 3 or 4 in the morning, especially if I'm still awake..

Shhhh. Don't tell them.

Of course, my night didn't end there.

I had to do the large pile of dishes sitting in our sink because I had been putting them off the entire day. Hmmm..

. I should really run the dishwasher; it's full to the brim. Be right back.

...

My, my. I'm suspecting that the box of dishwasher detergent is on steroids or something. Every new box grows bigger and bigger, and this one was huge and too wide and heavy to lift with one of my hands.

Ehhhh.

Anyway, back to my whole story thingamabob..

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.So after I did a few dishes, I decided to turn on the TV to keep me company. They had ballroom dancing on Thirteen (the public television station), and no one really knows this about me, but I'm a sucker for ballroom dancing.

I really can't do it with my two left feet and all, but a few years ago I had this obsession with it. I rented movies about it, I saw snipits of Fred Astaire and Ginger Rogers, it was just so romantic to me. So tonight I got sucked in again, and I hate to admit things like this, but I was so immensely starry-eyed.

I dunno, something about the guy whisking the girl around in perfect harmony to the music has always gotten me ever since I was little. I'm such a freaking hopeless romantic.


Of course, Janelle didn't appreciate it too much, as she tried to steal the remote away to watch Conan O'Brien, who is mad funny, but hey, it's BALLROOM DANCING!

! *_*

Mmm, the worst hopeless romantic thing I did was when I was in Little Italy in NYC for the Chorus field trip, I bought myself the most beautiful red rose. My daddy picked me up at the school, and was like, "Who gave you those?

" and I was like, "Ummm, I bought it for myself!" and he gave me this funny look. (Oh yeah, that reminds me.

I still owe Kimi 2 dollars for that rose.) It was really pretty and it lived on my desk for a while, but a few days later was my parents 18th wedding anniversary, and my dad surprised my mom with a bouquet of 12 roses. My mom felt bad that my beautiful rose was dying, so she cut the stem a little and added it to her bouquet.

I think mine was the prettiest of all; it was all gorgeous and a bit open and such.

The 2nd worst hopless romantic thing was when I was hooked onto a few Audrey Hepburn movies and watched them over and over. I cried over and over, too, they were so wonderful.

The 3 I watched in continuous loop were Sabrina, Roman Holiday, and Breakfast at Tiffany's, 3 of my favorite movies today.

Sabrina's about this young girl who's a daughter of a chauffeur of a very rich family in Long Island, and for her entire life, she had a crush on their youngest son, David. David grows up to be a playboy, romancing, wining, dining and such.

Sabrina, heartbroken, goes to Paris for finishing school and comes back a matured and beautiful lady, and David falls for her. Unfortunately, falling for Sabrina was bad for the family business, since David was engaged to a woman of a family who owned a company that was about to merge with David's family's company. So his older brother Linus, a cold-hearted, Scrooge-like businessman, sets up a scheme to make Sabrina fall for him instead of David, and in turn he falls for Sabrina.

..

Roman Holiday is one of the saddest movies I've encountered by far.

A princess, longing to see life, escapes and goes around Rome, meeting a newspaper reporter along the way, falling in love. She has to choose between her duties as a princess and a normal life..

. OMG, this movie made me cry so much that I haven't seen it in a while..

. I just need something to hug while watching it, like a pillow or a teddy bear or something. Wow.

And Breakfast at Tiffany's is one of my favorites...

such a wonderful movie. Audrey plays a playgirl with an identity crisis, and has to choose between true love and her past and the night life she'd created for herself..

. this one's a cryfest for me too, I just need something to hug while watching it.

Okay, now that I've gone *COMPLETELY* off topic, I'll try to get back on again.

(Random observation: The only light that is on in my house is my monitor, which doesn't even count, but it's a very good bug attractor. I've squashed about 10 moths/mosquitoes/random flies/other unidentified bugs that have been in my house..

. yes.)

After watching that ballroom dancing stuff that provoked my very off-topic tangent, we flipped around, and on NJN (the other public television station) there was this very sad short film about this shy girl who was fascinated with her female neighbor who played the cello across the street.

She'd take her binoculars and watch her, dreaming about what the cellist was playing. The story also encompassed her strict home life -- she was raised in a strict Muslim family with her father having contrasting ideals than her, and her shy nature and strict family life caused her to be very obedient.

The girl's fascination with the woman who played the cello grew so much that she got up the nerve to call her neighbor and ask her what her music sounded like.

The neighbor became weirded out, of course, and called the girl a pervert, putting the blinds down, which crushed the girl completely. So one day, with her pride stomped on, the girl entered the coffee shop where the cellist would read. She sat down and in a timid voice told the woman she wasn't a pervert, but she was so fascinated by the cello, and so the woman gave the girl an invitation to her concert.

The girl's spirits rose, and her mother helped her get ready for the concert. When her father saw what she was doing, he immediately said no, and the girl just sat in her room, helpless.

My God, that was such a sad film.

Well, after that, I finished the dishes and played DDR. After a while I started noticing some things about the game and my attitude to the game:

~ Catas are cool, but I don't play them often by choice. In a set, I'd play one at most, if not any at all.

~ I love 6-8 footers. You don't have to stress yourself with the crazy steps in a cata.
~ I'm not too fond of people who only play catas or play catas a majority of the time.

Sure it's impressive, but mix it up a little, why dontcha? Hey, I'll take my Pink Dinosaur any day! Now that's a fun song.

No really, I'm not kidding.
~ My guilty pleasure while playing DDR is that I play step patterns that I LIKE, not step patterns where I go, "OMFG, this is sooo cool and hard I wanna pass it!!

" Now that I've passed every song on every level in Konamix, I haven't cared to play hard songs consistently at all. Where's 5th Mix when I need it?
~ The step patterns that are guilty pleasures of mine are: Dive Trick, Hysteria Trick, Burning the Floor Maniac, and Can't stop Falling in Love Maniac.

If I play a set, I usually play one or more of these songs.
~ Although Basic/Trick isn't challenging to me anymore, I prefer many Trick (and even some Basic) step patterns to Maniac, such as Dive and Hysteria. Why?

~ Because I hate jump steps, especially 8th-8th-Quarter with that jump step wedged in the middle (*cough*Celebrate Nite*cough*). Dive Maniac and Hysteria Maniac have many of those.
~ The reason I hate some Maniac patterns and like the Trick patterns is that I think the Trick or Basic patterns follow the music better.

I really like songs like Dive and Hysteria for their musical value, and I don't want me overconcentrating to ruin my love for the song.
~ I cannot FC Burnin' the Floor Maniac. Maybe it's all the soda I drink while playing DDR (I know, I know, caffeinated carbonated beverages are bad while playing DDR.

But hey, playing DDR at 3 AM isn't so fun without it). The closest I've come to FCing BTF is 2 Misses and the rest Perfects and Greats. I'll try again tomorrow when I'm all happy and alert.

~ Dynamite Rave on all levels is very easy. I hate the song though, so I never play it.
~ Same with Patsenner.

~ And don't forget Baby Baby Gimme Your Love.
~ I've been obsessing to see how many songs in Konamix I can FC. I've gotten a good portion of the Basic songs FCed and a modest amount of Trick songs FCed.

The hardest song I FCed was either Luv to Me Trick, which was a 7.
~ There are some songs in Konamix which I cannot achieve a (4th Mix scoring system) B grade on, and it's a sad sight to see. Those would have to be Super Star, Perfect Free, diving money, and Luv to Me, all on Maniac level.

There are songs which I can't get a B on because of obvious reasons, such as Paranoia Rebirth maniac and Drop Out maniac (with my stamina I can't hold a combo long enough to achieve a B on Drop Out). But the first ones I mentioned..

. that's just sad. Maybe I just don't like the songs (with the exception of Luv to Me.

I love it, I just don't play it a lot on Maniac. It's one of those where the Trick pattern helps me appreciate the song more. ^_~)
~ If I weren't a white girl trapped in a Flip body, I'd probably have turned into a freestyler a very long time ago.

x_X

Oops, I squashed another bug. Make that 11.

I think I'll go to sleep now, so I might be able to wake up in time to feed myself.

I think I'm going to the Nejmans' house around quarter to 4 for a pool party and such, that should be fun hanging with everybody.