just dance your troubles away

sometimes its nice to just adopt a heck-care attitude and just dance.
not in the company of sleazy grinding spontaneous men,
but dance when you are feeling internally glamorous.

i believe dance is something you can only artfully exhibit when you are comfortable with yourself.

anyway, it has been a rough night,
wenjia-wise obviously.

this morning i woke up with pop music being blasted downstairs.
and HO MY GOD
my dad's listening to beyonce, my chemical romance and PCD etc etc.
bewildered and dazed.
it seems too absurd.

you when your parents are doing or wearing something very socially destructing,
you complain and wince in utter shame.
but when they start doing something a little more than they should have,
you wonder if they have gone bonkers as well.

thats the thing about parenting,
you can never win your kids,
its will always be a no-win situation.

gawd.