Script My Life: Honey 2

Hmm. I've lost my mojo...

Haven't felt like writing of late.(Haha,who cares!)*rolling eyes*. Muse ain't amusing. (Delivering negative vibes). And someone said to me, 'He's a somebody; and you are a nobody!'. Wow! (And I died a little more inside).

Script my life:Honey 2.

A sequel to Honey,a dance movie which starred Jessica Alba; this time it actually stars some real dancers including J.Lo's squeeze, Casper Smart, choreographers Laurien Gibson, Christopher 'War' Martinez,and Rosero McCoy, (who choreographed most of the dances in the movie).

Troubled 17-year old Maria Bennet, has been released from juvenile hall,and is placed under the custody of legendary, Honey Daniels' mother, Connie. Maria is given a second chance to straighten her ways. She decides to get a job at a local store,owned by Mr Kapoor. Her love for dance is revived when she is asked by Brandon to train his dance crew.the HDs. Her ex-boyfriend,Luis ,leader of her former crew,(and winners of a dancing contest)also takes interest,and wants her back with his crew.

Maria works hard to prove herself,and also outdo sleazy Luis.She manages to get the HDs through to the finals of the television dance competition, 'Dance Battle zone', (hosted by cutie Mario Lopez). And they win. Beating the 718s. (To Luis' bruised ego.) It sucks when 'kings' are 'dethroned' from their thrones. (Your 'highness').

I'm Maria,with everything except juvie,and Luis is not an ex-boyfriend.'You know what.You are not motivated.'-Connie Daniels.(Sounds like my uncle.).Bless him!My uncle always 'pushes' me to think the best of myself,and that I am truly a talented individual.(But I underestimate myself a lot).He says I lack confidence,which is bad.

Well,if you are told that you are nobody,in comparison to someone else,whom you could equally share the same amount of talent,passion and maybe even vision,it kind of sucks!Maria and Luis come from the Bronx.They want to make something out of themselves,and get off the streets. They both love, actually have a passion for DANCE.

My uncle is always saying, 'Never compare yourself to anybody else. You are special!'. (Sounds like Obama's campaign slogan, 'Yes,I Can!' With all due respect).Yes,I have so much to prove, especially to myself. I so much want to be like my inspirations. And I do love pushing my limits,and doing what I love. (But I hate being 'boxed'). I believe in being 'mentored', and being open to learning new things, because I believe that talent doesn't always know everything. I believe that for as long as I have not tried it, I'm good at it. (Until I suck at it)

So what is my objective? Like Maria,to do what I love doing. To have an opportunity to prove myself. I'm not out to 'dethrone' assumed 'kings'. This kingdom is big enough for us all, including a 'Queen' in the making. Maybe we all share the same vision,passion and our talents spread us wide.

Yes he is a somebody, and I respect that, regardless, (even Maria knew who Luis is), but I am not a nobody. Nor a wannabe. I'm here for the long run. And it is not just for me.It is my legacy. Just like Honey Daniels had her dance academy; Maria won the 'Dance Battle zone', so will I have something far greater than my MPV. This is just the beginning....

After writing this I'm actually motivated.Script my life.Honey 2.

P.S: Always write your own love story.

Ciao!

Lady E

Copyright[c] MPV by Lady E All Rights Reserved 2013

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