Let's never come here again, because it will never be as much fun

The now-familiar Dumbledore right-or-easy dilemma is too applicable to my holiday, where everything is so comfortable it is so right to waltz, threateningly even. No one has expected me to be much more than I already am throughout this busily multi-faceted week, once we first lock eyes, look away awkwardly, and reconnect, saying, "You look the same." To continue the Korean thread, random man at English service today refused to believe I was otherwise and thought it was funny joke to greet me in said language throughout.
Han was saying that it would be a very stupid reason to stop going for salsa because the president's emails were bugging me it sadly, that was one of the reasons. I was looking over them in an attempt to clear my inbox and realised I've probably deleted the most annoying ones. The only remaining signs would be the constant use of "hott" (rather than the infinitely more expressive "hawt").
It is a new year, and New Year = lists. So, after the fifty-odd movies I've seen in 2005 (including rented ones), here would be my TOP FIVE BEST for the year!

1. Almost Famous - a tragicomedy nicely unresolved because neither William nor Russell got the girl, this movie introduced the lovely Zooey Deschanel, celebrated the under-the-radar Patrick Fugit and emphasized Elton as a beautifully delicate commentator for '70s America. While Cameron Crowe came under fire for gorgeous-music-coverup-operation in Elizabethtown, he does no wrong here because this is a movie about music; its titillating potency and ability to redeem.
2. Crash - I found it ironic that UVA chose to screen this movie repeatedly in conjunction with a series of in-school racial incidents, since it is one delightfully tricky beast that ultimately suggests the inevitability of racism. It is easy to get pissed because a character of your race is slighted, but everyone in the audience will be forced to shift uneasily in their seats in this spectacularly circular war of misunderstanding.
3. Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights - while this will certainly be a lot more difficult to explain, this does not mean that I do not enjoy round-robin arguments about the feasibility of Romola Garai's minimal American enunciation or how in Real Life Javier would have stolen the satchel (see post dated Jan 16, 2005). Simply put, this movie started the whole 2005 Latin American love affair and my continued clumsy grasp on their elusive history as presented in film, theatre, academic text and America (because America would be a whole medium in itself).
4. Lost in Translation - a bittersweet solidity of alienation when one's loneliness shrinks into pomposity within a culture you're not expected to understand, and no one expects you to understand, but the worst part, it's "so easy to love a place when you're leaving".
5. Nobody Knows - am lazy to write so see here. Actually I don't really agree with that anymore but no matter! But every small thing - cup noodles being a delicacy, Banana Yoshimoto's easy melancholy, and uncharacteristic gentleness between siblings - reminds me of those children.

I tried to come up with the TOP WORST but realised there aren't all that many, and anyway, I prefer to praise rather than criticize. I do realise that only one of the above actually came out in 2005.
My sister and I are now in love with Stars, trilling "THIS SCAR IS A FLECK ON MY PORCELAIN SKIN" over and over.