When no-one is aorund............

I think I was enjoying the moment and busting a move here, not insulting the band as it may appear
I dont even know this lady but who cares in the name of dance.We loved the moment!
Diggin the groove!


The house is quiet.
No children.
No Family.
No rules but my own.

Agenda??

Dance like no-one is watching.........( well NO-ONE is, perhaps except the cat)

I have realised that when it comes to me, the mirror and an empty house I am a sex kitten with an esteem of 1000 supermodels.........(hmmm is that good?) Well you kind of see what Im getting at.
Its a wonderful release.
The Music pumped loud,the toosh jiggling the smile that cant help but play across my face and the energy that I thought had upped and left years ago returns for a brief while.
Its in moments like that I wish I had followed a career in dancing.
Youre lost in the music.
The movement and the energy take over and nothing else exists.

Im sure Im not the only gal who just loves doing this.
Its better than a date out with a cute guy.....really........
Ive posted a few pics of hilarious me going into the zone at a recent party.
Silly Me!

Dreams to come to fruition..........

I just looked in my bank account and I have $27.
Im a student I guess thats okay,but it does send you into a bit of a funk.
So here I am, doing a FREAKING RIDICULOUS nutrition assignment that I have no interest in but have to do..YAWN YAWN YAWN, its such a bore.
Student acupuncturists enrolling in the new course next year dont have to do it but me oh my here am I slogging away at this stupid ridiculous wretched assignment that needs referncing from primary sources every other friggin sentence and Ive read articles til they are coming out of my ears and am spending FAR FAR FAR too much time on something that I dont give a toss about.In fact I think I have written more words here bitching about it than I have actually done allllllllllllllllllll day.

Ah well, I needed a break. I have been at it since 6am (daylight svings is such a joy when your body lets you sleep in,which mine didnt.....)

Anyway I digress so far from what I wanted to write aboutthat I might as well have flown to England.

I have $27.

This starts me fantasing about when I dont have $27 anymore but when I have a little more. When affluence in a financial sense (I am so abundant in lots of other areas of my life.....)comes a knockin on my door.When student life finishes(although I am not sure I ever really do want to stop studying,but a good long break will do nicely)and I am in the market for a little more earning potential.
I am dreaming about fabulous new outfits,shoes,trips,concerts,dinner out and visits to the hairdressers,a carefree book purchase, and a better car that doesnt scare the hell out of me every time I go over 80kms because I think im gonna blow off the road.
Im even fantasising about toasters and blenders that I might purchase to make breakfast when I am no longer living under someone elses roof. OOOh and then I start thinking about all the beautiful furniture I would like to adorn my home with and all the lovely bits and pieces I will buy to make MY home MY home.
Ahhhhhhh........its so near!
So while I sit here friggin about with Lysine and referencing like a bunny rabbit on heat there are those sweet moments of pure indulgence and materialism.