Name> Kiley/Kilolo/Ski
Age> 21 years
DOB> 20-10-1983
Location> Los Angeles, CA
Interests> Unattainable males (particularly celebrities, or tortured Byronic characters from manga, or English novels), reading, sleeping, eating, erm... eating, drinking, shoes, handbags, listening to standards on the radio, watching games live
Hopes> To one day finally leave for London and begin life anew, to finally get a Chelsea futbolka, and to finish all the writing projects I had begun
Confined to> Tiny one-bedroom flat with roommate, last semester with bloody hated university, tiring minimum wage work, and desperate monetary situation

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As of this moment...

Current date> 18 March 2005
Time> 4:40 a.m.
Quote> 'Shall We Dance?'
Drinking> None

Listening to> 'Crazy In Love' - Snow Patrol

Reading> 'Alexander The Great', Paul Cartledge - nearly finished

Working On> Trying to sleep

Film of the moment> 'Shall We Dansu?'

The funniest thing happened. My head was splitting with a monstrous headache, my eyes watering and all I wanted to do was dunk into a vat of cool water before dragging myself into bed. Instead I found 'Shall We Dansu' on the Love channel, whatever it is called.

I had wanted to watch this film (along with 'In The Mood For Love') but as the roomie was less than enthusiastic, it was put off. Yet am I glad to watch it finally! Especially alone. It took my mind off the sadder things in life. What I would give to glide and float just like these dancers. It looks nothing like the dances I was forced to participate in (square dancing, anyone?). Not souless nor as regimented. Just pure exhiliration in the art of movement. Such grace! I really do envy dancers.

The lead actor, Koji Yakusho, truly embodied the everyman who yearns to be free. I identified with his desire to stand out, as well as his shame for wanting so. It's not easy being the odd person out in an Asian culture and that message is what really touched me. Being the tall, pale, awkward child who did not fit in either Asian nor European culture developed my anti-social traits. And I know I am not the only one who had to walk that tight line between acceptance and individuality; wishing one day there will be a time where there is no need to sacrifice one for the other.

Hopefully I will be able to buy the DVD so that my parents (who used to dance as a hobby before we kids were born) will start again. I can't imagine greater satisfaction than showing them there is always time for dancing. But if Da insists on doing that dance where he sticks his bum out and twists, I am out of there!

As for me, my exams are over. But I still have problems finding someone to take my place in the flat. My right hand is hurting me more than usual - no longer is it just my wrist, but it seems to have spread to my joints. My left cheek twitches sporadically without much prompting, and it stings over time. I have lower back pains as well, and insomnia. All I want to do now is sleep and I have no appetite left. The only thing I can do is call on the doctors tomorrow and hope they will see me. Part of me is afraid this might be an ongoing condition. The other part of me is just ready to slip away...

Oh well, we'll see yes?

PS Yes, this is Beyonce's 'Crazy In Love' as covered by Snow Patrol. *grins* It's far better than Travis's version of 'Baby One More Time'.