Burn the floor and my tummy

This post is backdated to 23rd April 2006
due to the incapability of the writer
who pressed "save as draft" instead of "publish post"
the writer apologises for her general "pah-jiao-ness"
which is partly due to the general confusion of mutli-tasking
of packing, writing, eating, watching tv and trying to juggle the naggings of 2 parents at the same time....



Burn the Floor
followed the basic rule of entertainment
: Sex sells
soo basically there will lots of boobs
bare chest
six packs
tight leather
and skimpy shorts


and in between
there are more staid ballroom numbers
which meant the show volley between
fast paced sex moves
and slow paced ballroom
but all in flashy cabaret style
with 1
I repeat 1 volcalist
soo it felt like a solo concert instead...


haha
oh my
ahh welll
it wasnt too bad actually
entertaining
and robin bought the tixs
which is sweet
and we saved a bomb
because while we had off-side seats
when the show started
audiences at the sides were allowed to move to better center seats
it pays to be prudent
or at least it pays robin to be prudent
for i am never prudent
it is not my middle name
it is infact
not in my vocabulary
;p


nah im kidding
i have my moments of weaknesses
for i enjoy life and the sweetness that it blesses upon us
like good sahsimi, Godiva chocolates and LV bags
but practicality is my middle name
until it comes to shoes...
which is not a neccessity
it is a life-style....
an art form
to allivate us from the blandness
of plain old boring flats ;p
poo


anywaz...
schools over and the partying that i promised myself
dint quite turn out thr way i wanted it to be
but ahh well
life is unpredictable
i mean
i am unpredictable ;p


my internal systems took a major overhual
and i basically puked
like i have never puked in my life
in front of people i barely knew
who hopefully
will not remember a single thing
perhapes 20 years from now


i dnt wana be walkign down the road one day
all chic and self confident
and someone goes
" hi! arent u the gal that mer-lioned at er jun's..
hahah we call it the night of Exorsist"


burghhh
*pukes green slime*
anywaz.. packing for Ranjani now
hope for a good trek
and a even better get holiday at Bali
i can hear the beaches calling meeeee
*whooosh*
sun, sand and surf...
here i come ;p