Saturday, August 30, 2008, 7:55 PM
BACK! (:
quote Melise dope camp unquote.
hahaha.
was a lot of fun!
i think i have macho abs now.
laughed too much.
x_x
shall attempt to summarise -
"do you live in the East!?"
"sign, sign!!"
"ehhhh you have six letters in your name! sign!!!"
Chicken Dance -> Monkey Dance?
signature pose.
"hi i'm Denyse, i'm short, & this is my signature pose."
"hi i'm (i forgot who's the second guy), i'm tall -"
"ORHHHHHHHHH!!"
double whacko.
& Zeph the super blur king.
dance history lesson.
BBOY.
LOCKING <33333
POPPING.
HIPHOP.
HOUSE.
videos after videos.
very stuffy LT.
then very cold LT.
make up lesson.
THE ROCK!
danced.
Coach Carter.
BATHING PAST MIDNIGHT WITH FREEZING COLD WATER. brr.
late night supper with Kee Han & Warren.
(lol.)
jumping jacks.
again.
& again.
& again.
jogging around school.
(breakfast that day was like damn good haha.
must be the workout.)
danced.
Amazing Hunt.
"sibeh sweeeeee~"
SPONGEBOBBB.
Batman Ben.
"why so serioussss?!!!"
Bond Night.
LAUGHED LIKE CRAP.
"YOUUUUU/YEWWWWWW~"
"JI GO BA JI GO BA!"
NRA's multiple talents.
dopee.
Melise the Popper.
"can i have your number? can i have your number? can i have your number?"
"anthroPOlogy~"
"can i have your number? can i have your number? can i have your number?"
".... just can't make a sound/AH AH AH AH AH!"
more videos.
dance dance dance "DOPEEEEEE!!!!!!"
Farid the Yo-yo King.
(Asia Top 8. don't pray, pray.)
Star Wars styled Techno.
"come on baby~!"
".. HUA HEE TIO HO!"
danced.
danced.
late night supper take 2.
super mighty good sleep!!
danced.
did make-up & hair like crazily fast.
dopest lunch ever.
showcased.
solo here solo there.
"i love you. you love me."
photo-taking!
break camp.
i think no one understands.
but never mind.
(((:
learnt a lot.
really.
thought about a lot of things.
after all the talking.
yep.
--
after the camp,
Sabrina, Warren, Kee Han & myself
went to Rail Mall for some Subway lovin'
awesome Teriyaki Chicken awesomeness.
then Kee Han & i took 67 back
all the way to Tampines.
-_________-
super long ride. gahhh.
(at least now i have a friend to go home with from NRA! =D)
--
my right pinky is numb since this morning.
damn perturbed.
it feels broken.
but i can't have broken it. \=
at least i'm pretty sure not when i was sleeping.
--"
it's like the whole finger's numb.
allll the way from the joint up.
gah. gross. it's so annoying. --"
--
on a completely non-dance-related subject:
i think talking exhausts.
i like to observe & think
& watch others & analyze their character.
so i think
people who can actually entertain others
through their speech
are really cool people.
because i can't.
lol.
speech fails me.
hmmmmmm.
maybe if this world could stop talking for a minute,
something miraculous might happen.
i don't know what,
but i think it will.
okay ignore, ignore.
--
it's 8.55pm.
i am damn sleepy.
i have piano,
then church,
then rehearsal tomorrow.
i am so dope right.
(x
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Happy Birthday Bryan! (((:
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