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Wednesday, January 4, 2012


You know I'm a hopeless romantic. I believe in romance and falling in love and being swept off my feet and candle light and sunsets and hand holding and gazing into each others' eyes and flowers for no reasons and unsolicited compliments and things that sparkle and love letters and the moment when he pushes the hair just out of your eyes before going in for the kiss . (This is probably the point where my aunt tells me to "re-evaulate" my expectations). But it's true, I believe in all that.

You also know I love a good flashmob. Major. Like, I've done two at my work and probably watched every YouTube video of a flash mob. It is my dream to be witness to one. I love the perceived spontaneity of it, the surprise and confusion on people's faces, the smiles people can't supress. I love that it attracts people of all kinds and gives reason/purpose to meeting and doing something for no other reason except that sole purpose.

So when I was watching the new show "Mobbed" it was like peanut butter meeting jelly for the first time. It was grand gesture of love meeting hundreds of people dancing all for the sake of it.

I was so giddy I was squirming. True story.

Makes you believe in love. All over again.

Watch it, you disbelievers.


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