These past few weeks have been pretty difficult for me. First of all, school sucks. We all know it...the due dates, the borderline psychotic professors, sitting through blander-than-bland lectures. It all just sucks. I'm four weeks in and already I'm thinking that being a waiter at Shoney's wouldn't be so bad after all...the Thursday night breakfast bar crowd tips big, or so I hear. On a more serious note, I also lost a very dear friend last Thursday in what can only be described as a tragic accident. My heart hurts...and I just haven't been in the mood to watch movies. Heck, I practically dragged myself to see 127 Hours because I really needed a blog update, and I had been looking forward to it for months. Anyway, so I've been pretty bummed all day today...it was the day of the funeral, which I, unfortunately, had to miss because of a mandatory class meeting. And, when I need a quick pick-me-up, I always go to, you guessed it, dance. And the tribute that Dancing with the Stars did in memory of Michael Jackson was perfect for what I needed. Designed with appropriate reverence, but choreographed to include the enthusiasm and passion that Jackson made famous, it is one of the best dances that Dancing with the Stars has ever done. And, in what has become one of the saddest days for me in recent memory, it brought a much-needed smile to my face. Thus, I thought I should share it with you. Enjoy.
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