Wednesday, March 28, 2007

hey world, im back again. currently tio owned by lack of sleep, and am surviving now purely on the fact that red bull gives you wings. most of that time was spent on choreoing dance as well as finishing drawing that infernal map. Getting owned along with me is px, who has to man colour the map by tomorrow, minus da red bull. Some (wo)Man.

Along with mappinness, is the other bomb in my life, scouts. Had quite alot of fun choreoing the Sec 1 Dance, all the gl moves like front claw, awakening... Royce spent one day camping at my house as we did the song and another 2 hours camping in den doing the moves.

In between bouts of creativity we amused ourselves by going back to our primal roots and dancing around as if we were in an isolated room with no one watching (which was true). After making a mockery of children's television and shaking our *ahem* bods to the groovy music, we realised our thoughts of privacy and isolation were slightly exaggerated. Staring through the (opened door) were a couple of random folk who seemed to enojy watching us gallavanting around like teletubbies on drugs.

sigh.

Soon though we managed to choreo finish most of the dance and were merrily practicing it together, getting ready to teach the scouts. Choroeing it turned out to be less dificult the nexpected, with the exception of minor hiccups such as the total annihalation of our pride and manliness.

Teaching it was another matter. i hereby declare that Sec 1s follow Brownian motion. Some of them were flitting around, bouncing from wall to wall, occasionally colliding with each other before bouncing off again at hyper relativistic speeds, diffusing throughout the entire room nanoseconds after we had gathered them all in one place. But we managed to get through 4 moves at least, hurrah hurray, and they seem to be doing quite well.

In news at home, laodi is amusing himself watching wrestling videos that are more cheesy then a channel 8 drama.

"DIE!!"

"NO! YOU WILL DIE!! I PWNZZORS!!!!!"

"THAT IS STUPID! PREPARE TO BE TIO OWNED!!!"

and so on and so forth.

Wrestling in general reads more like a fairy tale then a sport itself.

Example one: Some guy burned down his entire house, burning his entire family to death. Now his severly scarred brother comes back for revenge against him, in..............

a caged wrestling match.

Sure.

Judge: "Oh Chin Yu.... You have committed homicide and arson, burning down your house, killing all your family members and severly scarring ur younger brother for life, thereby sentencing him to a life of misery and horror. How do u plead."

Daigor: "Guilty."

Judge: "I find this a heinous and despicable crime, you unfillial monster. It is a cruel, senseless act and you deserve nothing better then to be cast down into the deepest pits of hell, suffering for all eternity in the flaming hellfires of the fiery forge of torment. I hereby sentence you to..... "

Judge: "A NEVER BEFORE SEEN CAGED WRESTLING MATCH WITH LAODI ON SUNDAY NIGHT PRIMETIME!!!"

Laodi: "IMSERIMSERIMS..."

sigh.

Of course thats not the only case, there are a whole load of other examples. senseless feuds, flame matches, people dying, pigs flying..... etc etc.

kk, ohcy signing off.

toodles.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

Subscribe to Post Comments [Atom]

<< Home