tea addiction and karate kicks

I can't stop drinking tea. It's a lovely addiction. A good one, at that. Tea is good for you.

Watched "Rebel Without a Cause" in cinema studies. That James Dean. God, was he handsome and brooding and mysterious. Why do I find that attractive? Why do girls find that attractive? I mean the "brooding and mysterious" part. Handsome just depends on the person though. It's subjective. And it wasn't just that he was brooding and mysterious. His character in that film...man, Jim Stark is just the kind of guy I would want to hang out with, maybe be with. That scene when it's his first day of school, and he pops his head over the fence to say "hi" to Natalie Wood's character. Amazing. I would fall in love with any guy who'd do that to me. And in the beginning when he offered his jacket to Plato, when he insisted that he wear his jacket. And that hair. "Oooohhhh...that hair." That's a quote from "Arrested Development".

Enough dreaming. He's amazing and one in a million.

In karate yesterday, we were doing kicks. We were sitting on the floor because it's easier to learn that way. We were doing kicks with our right foot, hitting the ball of our foot as hard as we can against the hand of our partners which was maybe 3 feet in the air. After our tenth kick, Sensei came over to me, smiled and said, "I like your kick!" I blushed and laughed a bit because he said it so suddenly and with such enthusiasm. I am so happy.

I'm keeping with last year's resolution. I've been doing my best to get fit and be well. I beat the elevator to the 12th floor the other day. I was sick of waiting for the elevator, and there were a bunch of people in front of me who were probably getting on just to go to the 5th floor. My roommates said I was crazy as I turned around towards the stairwell, and they crowded into that rectangular moving box of death. I beat them to the apartment. I ran for my life, pretending that zombies were chasing me like in "28 days later". I was out of breath, breathing for my life, lungs expanding and contracting. I never felt so alive. This is pain, yes, but it will subside. I am alive, and this makes me feel alive. I am glad for it.

My thighs are sore from kicking ass. I am alive.