I don't know me.

It is so weird that sometimes you feel like you are the one who knows yourself best, while someday later wake up without knowing what exactly you really want or you really wanna do in the world right here right at this moment.

I have make myself do many things with or without a clear aim. I am so easy to be confused and lost and entangled. But for more than once I can be sure that music can ease my pain, cure my melancholy and release my soul.

After so many times I wagged my tongue saying I wanna sing Karaoke, CiCi finally live up to it last night. We spent a wonderful night together and I thank her very much. However, afterwards I never expected my dancing cells would fight for themselves again since they had missed their show chance at the annual party.

Dressed up, pushing the play button just for kill the several minutes of quiet before I head for my uncle's alone. Amazingly songs of Khalil Fong out of the CD player got controlling my steps at once under such a natural atmosphere. I knew things do happen like this from time to time, and I did get used to enjoy my little crazy dancing moment all the time. Even so, I could not help wondering how unprepared this afternoon is. I even kept on doubting my reasons when I still followed my heart and my steps in the music. Unlike the hip-hop motions which I used to like to dance to the fast beat, as music moved from moderate to slow ones, today I had made innovation by mixing my body language all together, and even closed my eyes to dance like I had an elegant partner who can either lead me or follow me well. I felt all the songs are so nice that I let it play till track 9 when the clock said I really have to leave. Actually I know the scene of my dance is too ashamed to be put in public. But I thank them for allow myself to appreciate them.

I always know what I am expressing through my songs, but not so often as to my dance. I were just excited after I locked the door and walk on the way finding I were still twisting my body with the sounds from my earphone. And I considered whether I should hide my unordinary smile from meeting strangers.

I realize the problem of time never bothers me no matter when I am in singing or dancing. And they can always find a way to console me or cheer me up.