Let's Get Loud

Despite the title there won't be anything in the post about loudness, sorry. The reason I chose this title is that that is one of the songs we dance (do aerobics) to in my class. You know, by Jennifer Lopez. I didn't use to like it when it was a hit, but the choreography we have for it is just so energetic and enjoyable that this song has become one of those I sort of demand each time I'm in class. There is a particular part that I really like, starting with "Do what you wanna do, say what you wanna say," or somewhere close to it. The movement we make there is like a rite. We turn sideways and form a cup with our hands and it's like pouring some kind of blessing on our head. Like some tai chi or I don't know what. And I really feel blessed afterwards. And now I'm in a similar mood, somehow blessed.
It's Thursday, and I should be preparing for some classes because we postponed one of my Wednesday classes for Friday. And I should even write a test for the guy. Instead, I'm doing my usual daytime thing, browsing the Net, reading through hundreds of job ads. And of course what usualy happens is I put a few in my "favorites" folder and never apply. But today I did. You know, there are those ads that you feel are there for you, as if God or some other powerful being had put it there just for you to find.
The other thing I'm glad over is that I started a puring cure of 24 hours. All you have to do is not eat anything, and drink all kinds of fruit and vegetable juice, mineral water, and herbal teas. The original one is meant to last for 5 days, but I didn't take the risk. Anyway, I'm off to my father at the weekend, and he would notice. Here at home I'm alone most of the time, so I can get away with it. So let's hope there's some sense to it, meaning it will work. It's also a kind of test. And in this heat I won't be hungry, anyway. And I don't really feel like cooking, that's the other thing. But I will in a few hours, as I want to eat before setting off to work.
The thing I yearn for is being useful. Perhaps I should carry on reading Szabó, or translate something, or prepare for tomorrow's class. But that's the one I want the least.