ok i'm not doing any electives. i'm like just doin the internal med reposting and finishing my urop. and my muscles been aching. esp the quads. maybe cause i didn't stretch during pat's class on wednesday. and maybe cause i've been doin too much physical. ahem. yeah so it seems like pat's been like teaching us so many steps nowadays i mean what's up with that. ntu's dc been complainin too. like ok. so maybe cause he wants to finish the songs quickly. maybe cause he wants to train or stamina and get us up and improving? maybe maybe he wants us to be able to catch steps fast and work on our grooves and styles. maybe maybe maybe. but pat's unpredictable sometimes..like can get cranky from one moment and so happy the next but i think despite his temperaments, he makes for a great choreographer/dancer/teacher with all his individual subtleties. and i guess he expects a lot from Blast! like maybe he wants us to Blast! over the roof or something and rocket to greater heights. and i think his work paid off like people in Blast! have been improving like ok don't mention names...and one thing i think they need to work on is their expression like people looking like horses or camels halfway through the sahara. i mean c'mon..even if u're there i'm sure u'll be glad to noe that an oasis beckons right right? keep asking them to smile and smile and smile.
just now had dance rehearsal at AS7, the cleaning uncle called me Mat Bob..cause he says i have big bob hair..i don't know whether to cry or laugh. it went something like this
U:wah siang dah datang sini mat
T:Ah ah cik biasalah ada practice
U:tinggal maner mat?
T:tampines chik
U:jauhnyer mat...pagi pagi dah sampai hah...rambut pun macam mat bob
T:(what the heck!!) mat bob?
U:takde rambut awak macam besar gitu
T:(arrgghh..okok desperate to change topic and making s-face) chik kat sini ader aper ni chik
U:oh ni hah..aper ni...open house lah pakcik pun tahu dorang bilang chik suruh mop...late notice
T:(still sore) hmm ok lah chi terima kasih eh....
man he was nasty though he was nice and all. is he angry at the management who informed him last minute that he had to call me mat bob? untenable!! never mind. so there was the AS7 @ 8am in the morning story and the medicne peeps were like going to start practice when some prof from the european studies department was bitchin bout he giving us till ten and "that's it" and lecturing us on the prohibition of usage of the premises for purposes that are non-academically related. then we migrated to TH. man that place is one oven! everybody was roasting and there were like dirt things on the floor and some even suggested bringing cholrhexidine to clean the place (roll eye! man where do they get this people) and the funny part of the dance at one point we were doing the steps with the music everyone started screamin...girls:aaarrrgggghhh..aaarrggghhhh and the GUYS: aaaaHHhhhhHHhh(deep tone) an di'm at the front dancing and thinking what the heck is gg on. i turned back. they were ducking a butterfly! i rolled my eyes again. bitchy or what. so yeah again these people when they don't dance they yack yack about everything. and when they do..they give me the "i-wanna-melt-into-the-floor" look or the "somebody-sedate-me-i'm-dying-trying-to-keep-up" look. very funny. so being me try to make all the lame jokes trying to make the oven more bearable. now the trainings more intensive. includes weekday nights man! after that went central ibrary to sleep and read some books. they have such a good collection of french books there and all this while i've been gettin them from Kino....pocket burning japanese freaks! ok kidding. don't kamikaze me now..relax. in the evening watch star wars. man yoda rocks he's got arthritis and still lightsabering and 800yrs old and still wise. right but it was sad though some parts. really made you ponder bout the realities and philosophy of life. rating: 4.5/5 for the visuals!
then dying to lepak but no one replied i was like man.....REJECTED...
Ug steps..a lot to remember and i liked the locking stuff eh did and the canon thing so complicated but it was supposed to be easy for me cause i'm starting first but i can'tr help but notice th eothers behind me doing stuff at counts later than mine, hence the konpusion.
so many dance things coming up the week ahead. break! passion! puwei! SM! centennial! medicine! breathe breathe breathe! reports! breathe! breathe! breathe!
i just found out that alot of weird people like public health and intending to do it next time as a specialty. like derrick lian, shiming and gang and others... like daniel pang also...what's up wit dancers and public health. maybe cause we find simlarity in public health and dance, we like the big picture!
ok here's a little poem:
fish scent and fish platter
on the dish of disgust and deep
throat emetic-inducing
abhorrency as the verbal invitation
assaulted my ears, the labyrinthine
routes it took before registering
lucidly, and distinctly
"have u eaten?"
i would live in plastic!!
0300
just now had dance rehearsal at AS7, the cleaning uncle called me Mat Bob..cause he says i have big bob hair..i don't know whether to cry or laugh. it went something like this
U:wah siang dah datang sini mat
T:Ah ah cik biasalah ada practice
U:tinggal maner mat?
T:tampines chik
U:jauhnyer mat...pagi pagi dah sampai hah...rambut pun macam mat bob
T:(what the heck!!) mat bob?
U:takde rambut awak macam besar gitu
T:(arrgghh..okok desperate to change topic and making s-face) chik kat sini ader aper ni chik
U:oh ni hah..aper ni...open house lah pakcik pun tahu dorang bilang chik suruh mop...late notice
T:(still sore) hmm ok lah chi terima kasih eh....
man he was nasty though he was nice and all. is he angry at the management who informed him last minute that he had to call me mat bob? untenable!! never mind. so there was the AS7 @ 8am in the morning story and the medicne peeps were like going to start practice when some prof from the european studies department was bitchin bout he giving us till ten and "that's it" and lecturing us on the prohibition of usage of the premises for purposes that are non-academically related. then we migrated to TH. man that place is one oven! everybody was roasting and there were like dirt things on the floor and some even suggested bringing cholrhexidine to clean the place (roll eye! man where do they get this people) and the funny part of the dance at one point we were doing the steps with the music everyone started screamin...girls:aaarrrgggghhh..aaarrggghhhh and the GUYS: aaaaHHhhhhHHhh(deep tone) an di'm at the front dancing and thinking what the heck is gg on. i turned back. they were ducking a butterfly! i rolled my eyes again. bitchy or what. so yeah again these people when they don't dance they yack yack about everything. and when they do..they give me the "i-wanna-melt-into-the-floor" look or the "somebody-sedate-me-i'm-dying-trying-to-keep-up" look. very funny. so being me try to make all the lame jokes trying to make the oven more bearable. now the trainings more intensive. includes weekday nights man! after that went central ibrary to sleep and read some books. they have such a good collection of french books there and all this while i've been gettin them from Kino....pocket burning japanese freaks! ok kidding. don't kamikaze me now..relax. in the evening watch star wars. man yoda rocks he's got arthritis and still lightsabering and 800yrs old and still wise. right but it was sad though some parts. really made you ponder bout the realities and philosophy of life. rating: 4.5/5 for the visuals!
then dying to lepak but no one replied i was like man.....REJECTED...
Ug steps..a lot to remember and i liked the locking stuff eh did and the canon thing so complicated but it was supposed to be easy for me cause i'm starting first but i can'tr help but notice th eothers behind me doing stuff at counts later than mine, hence the konpusion.
so many dance things coming up the week ahead. break! passion! puwei! SM! centennial! medicine! breathe breathe breathe! reports! breathe! breathe! breathe!
i just found out that alot of weird people like public health and intending to do it next time as a specialty. like derrick lian, shiming and gang and others... like daniel pang also...what's up wit dancers and public health. maybe cause we find simlarity in public health and dance, we like the big picture!
ok here's a little poem:
fish scent and fish platter
on the dish of disgust and deep
throat emetic-inducing
abhorrency as the verbal invitation
assaulted my ears, the labyrinthine
routes it took before registering
lucidly, and distinctly
"have u eaten?"
i would live in plastic!!
0300
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