The one and only
I've just realized that dancing makes my day. No matter whom I'm with, no matter how sad I am, no matter which weather it is; dancing fills me with joy and energy, and nothing in the whole world can bring me down.
Yesterday I saw two younger girls standing outside on the pavement. They were going through a dance routine and it emediatly brought up memories from the good days. From when I was one of those girls, happily practising the steps from todays lesson.
Today my bonny roommate showed me a videoclip from the astonishing movie Honey. It was the final dancing scene, with the incredible mixture of different dance styles and the cheerful and hopeful music as its companion.
It all makes me realize how much dancing means to me, how much I actually love and miss it.
I miss sitting on the buss, going through a dance routine in my head. I miss the combination of dance and music. I miss late evenings out on the green, laughing while desperately trying to come up with a choreography. But most of all I miss the feeling of being on top of the world, where nothing could stop me.
Dancing brings me to life, and to a life worth living. A life that have been lost for some time now, a life that I'll start searching tomorrow, a life that I will find.
Dancing is the one and only reason to live.
A week in high heels
My name is Méijing Líu and I'm the Chinese delegate in the Security Council in the assembly of the United Nations. During the past week I have worked hard with my colleague, Ming Chó, in questions concerning nuclear weapons. We have been reading about China's opinion concerning the nuclear weapons of today and the ongoing disarmament of those.
Each of the ten countries partcipating in this week's meetings wrote a resolution with their country's statements and positions on the topic. Yesterday we mingled with the other delegates while we were served refreshments. I, Méijing Líu discussed the resolutions with the other countries and an agreement upon the resolution of Great Britain were taken, with a few changes it was chosen as the resolution that were to be debated under the conference the following day.
Today, friday, a conference was arranged and all delegates participated. The honorable chairman lead the session in a proper and well organized way, at least in the beginning of it. In the end there were some confusions and due to the lack of time not all questions were answered. Despite this, we came up with a final resolution which almost all countries agreed on.
The week ended with closing speeches and a warm applause.
It definitely feels good to wear jeans, t-shirt and ordinary shoes again.
And also, to let go of Méijing Líu and return to being me.
I you're surrounded by cheerfull people, how could you possibly be sad?
Don't you want your family to be happy? Don't you want what's best for your friends? Don't you want people around you too feel as if life is smiling upon them?
At least I want all these three things for all humans and I do my best everyday to make everyone else happy.
This "making-everyone-else-happy"-thing makes it very difficult in situations where I have to choose between two or more events. This happens to me very often I'm a person who's always on the go. I'd love to do everything, but I can't duplicate myself. Therefore I have to choose who I'd prefer to spend my time with and what I'd prefer to do. That's my everyday dilemma. My way to come up with a decision is this: first I try to figure out what I'd actually prefer, and then I think about what the people in question would think, how they'd be affected and which role I'd play in each situation. According to their feelings I finally decide what to do.
This way of deciding is why I have trouble making up my mind. I guess I should think only about what I want, and I've tried to. I've been taking decisions only focusing on my own thoughts and feelings. Unfortunately this has lead to neither me nor the others being happy. Therefore I went back to my old way of taking decisions, because then at least someone was happy.
What follows is an example of how my evenings look:
Once upon a time I was supposed to meet up with a few of my beloved classmates and just spend some quality time with them. All of a sudden there was a phone call from some friends who was in town for the day and wished to see me. They live far, far away from here and I hardly ever see them since they, as I said, live far, far away. And there I was, thorn apart, unable to decide how to spend the day. On one hand I had my classmates with whom I always have a good time, no matter what we do, although I see them almost every day of the week. On the other hand I had the others, who had called me, with whom I didn't think it would be as entertaining. Considering only my own feelings, I would immediately choose my classmates. However, I seldom bear only my own feelings in mind. In the end of that day I therefore found myself seated in a café with the people from far, far away. I knew that the others appreciated me being there, but in my mind it was now me who was far, far away. I was thinking about why I once again had chosen not what I would prefer, but what the others preferred.
I don't always choose what's right for me, but I hope I can make others joyful through my way of living. If the people around me become happy from my actions, then I'm at least doing one thing right. This I believe.
