Each one of us have questions that we try to find answers to. Some people want to know what's the meaning of life. Is there really a god? Is there such a thing as true love, and if so when will you find that person. These are all quality questions that I've asked in my life several times before, but for this hub it's not the question I'm trying to find answers to. My question is much deeper and more complex then any of the examples listed above. Before I finish this hub I want to find out "How she move".

The blacks are up to it again this time with a new "dance off" movie called "How She Move", not How Does She Move, but "How She Move". I never really liked these types of movies, but after I sat down in a dark room all by myself and thought about my past I realized that these movies actually tell the story of my life.

Growing up I wasn't the richest kid in school but then again I wasn't the poorest kid either. My life had a few ups and also a few downs just like everybody else on this big old planet. One day I met the girl of my dreams and compared to her I was one of the poorest kids in all the lands. I had the biggest crush on this girl but I knew it would never work out because she was to stuck up and rich from the west coast and I was just a dream-driven simple minded poor young black man. (well at least on the inside I felt black).

I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this girl and she wanted to do the same with me but because of "society" we couldn't be together. This upset us both. We looked for a way to express our love for each other and to somehow show the world it was okay for two totally different kinds of people to love each other. After brainstorming for weeks on what we could do to get our views across to the rest of mankind we decided to do what seemed like the perfect idea, we danced.

Things seemed great for awhile but I eventually had to break up with her after she told me she'd save the last dance for me but instead saved it for her friend Leroy, that cheating whore!

When I finished high school I wanted to further my education mainly for one reason, if I didn't the hub would be over right now and that would be just way to short of a hub, so I decided for you the reader I would attend a college.

I enrolled at Truth University in Georgia. I wasn't much of a partier but I did want to join a fraternity, so I did. I didn't know at the time that this would be something I'd later regret. I just wanted to go to school, get my degree and be on my way, but the brothers in my frat always seemed to get into trouble with other frat houses on campus.

Most of the time they'd get drunk, touch somebody's girl inappropriately, and get into a fight. After they sobered up they'd apologies and things were worked out, but not this time. This time we stumbled onto another frats jurisdiction and they didn't like it one bit. I tried to explain that it was just a mistake and we didn't mean anything by it at all. They didn't want to hear anything about it. They called us names, so we called them names. They called us more names, and then we shouted at them with more name calling. Things got really heated and then they pulled out the challenge card and did something that had never been done on school grounds before. They challenged us to a DANCE OFF. You know what I'm talking about, a crew vs. crew dance off.

We had a showdown at the Event Center and it was weird because TRL was there that week doing their show so of course Sway was there. As we were showing off our moves, Sway said that he hadn't "seen stepping like this before". it was really off the hook. I busted a few moves and for a white boy I held my own but my crew lost so we all to drop out of school.

So how does this pertain to my question about "how she move". I've learned that Hollywood basically has taken stories of my life and changed a few things to make it more appealing to a bigger demographic but at the core it's all the same. So I guess I can answer my question now. I know how she move.

Over the top. Unrealistic. And just plain shitty.