20.2.06
nous apprenons des expériences, bon ou mauvais, et prise ce que vous voulez. parfois, vous denevez un hypocrite, un 'backstabber' et une chienne pour subir cette expérience.
anyway that aside i kinda liked zaini's choreo today. pseudo hip hop jazzified lyrical hip hop. his waves were so luigi-ed and there were like ten turns in 3 8s no shit. and i sweated like the alps! partly the reason why i was slowly regressing to the back of the room to avoid 'swinging' sweat onto the faces of people over on the other side of the room and also those dancing with me, i tried but still saw them flying off, like they are on some carouselic misadventure. eeks!
then it was the usual indecisiveness of couplism, someone ought to say," Jiu4 zhe4yang4 ba, bie2 zai4 san1xin1-er4yi4 le!" (oh i learnt that when practising writing the character er4). i realised i've been paparazzi-ed right under my nose, snapshots of moi-self caught in the act of ahem- reading!!
yesterday, had some class gathering and we were like trying to decide where to go to. and we sat in andre's place for like almost 1hr15mins trying to decide and the rest of my friends thought of so many places to go to to satisfy their culinary cravings, and everytime they suggested something 5 pairs of eyes would come shooting straight at me (i can almost imagine the wagging tongue and imminent yelp that's coming) and i would give them the "i-have-never-heard-of-that-place-face-in-addition-to-the-i-dont-think-it's-halal-look" and i felt bad. and they had t call tons of restaurants to ask whether or not they serve halal food. i was depriving my friends of exotic food, plus i dont eat seafood and my friends knew that since like college and they were like so that means, "Fish& co., Manhattan market place @ plaza sing, Marche......(the list goes on) is out of the question." i almost excused myself, was gonna think of something to get out of the way. but nope, they insisted. shucks.
so finally aftr so many calls and surprising u'd be flabbergasted that people over the other side of the phone don't know what "halal" food is or worse, someone question back," what's muslim? in response to do u serve halal muslim food?" blearggh. freaky eh? just makes u ponder about when people refer to singapore as urban chinese city state- malays and indians being invisible what more muslims? whatever.
anyway that aside i kinda liked zaini's choreo today. pseudo hip hop jazzified lyrical hip hop. his waves were so luigi-ed and there were like ten turns in 3 8s no shit. and i sweated like the alps! partly the reason why i was slowly regressing to the back of the room to avoid 'swinging' sweat onto the faces of people over on the other side of the room and also those dancing with me, i tried but still saw them flying off, like they are on some carouselic misadventure. eeks!
then it was the usual indecisiveness of couplism, someone ought to say," Jiu4 zhe4yang4 ba, bie2 zai4 san1xin1-er4yi4 le!" (oh i learnt that when practising writing the character er4). i realised i've been paparazzi-ed right under my nose, snapshots of moi-self caught in the act of ahem- reading!!
yesterday, had some class gathering and we were like trying to decide where to go to. and we sat in andre's place for like almost 1hr15mins trying to decide and the rest of my friends thought of so many places to go to to satisfy their culinary cravings, and everytime they suggested something 5 pairs of eyes would come shooting straight at me (i can almost imagine the wagging tongue and imminent yelp that's coming) and i would give them the "i-have-never-heard-of-that-place-face-in-addition-to-the-i-dont-think-it's-halal-look" and i felt bad. and they had t call tons of restaurants to ask whether or not they serve halal food. i was depriving my friends of exotic food, plus i dont eat seafood and my friends knew that since like college and they were like so that means, "Fish& co., Manhattan market place @ plaza sing, Marche......(the list goes on) is out of the question." i almost excused myself, was gonna think of something to get out of the way. but nope, they insisted. shucks.
so finally aftr so many calls and surprising u'd be flabbergasted that people over the other side of the phone don't know what "halal" food is or worse, someone question back," what's muslim? in response to do u serve halal muslim food?" blearggh. freaky eh? just makes u ponder about when people refer to singapore as urban chinese city state- malays and indians being invisible what more muslims? whatever.
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