finally! starting a blog has been on my mind for ages. for one i cant seem to write and it kills me to even think of coughing out an essay for my lecturer. believe it or not, i got inspired to really start this because of my boss. hell i do respect her a whole lot. she's like the power girl you wanna be when you really get ur ass out into the working world. despite the stress and the bloody long hours you acutally see her enjoying what she does. and the most amazing thing is that after 13 hrs of working she still remains a darling.
anyways enuff bout my boss! today has been a rather usual sunday, going to church, having lunch wif daddy & mummy,hibernating all thru the entire afternoon and blabla....well i didnt actually get to sleep thru daylight, cuz me and my pal went to check out this dance studio at sunway. boy was it weird that the studio didnt even have a signboard! we circled the entire block for the umpteenth time (just as how they did in the good ol' days around jericho) and finally got the right place, squinting our poor eyes at the tiny lil shop lot number plates or god knows what u acutally call 'em. but when we got up ther, things were really cool. the place was actually filled with grafitti and trainers with really sexy moves. my gosh the air-conditionless place was really steaming hot but it was really awesome. the trainers were purely in the hiphop spirit. as compared to SOME or MOSt i would say, dance studios where they have some trainers who might be good at somethingelse rather than hiphop who claim to be PROFESSIONALs in hiphop. argh! blardy idiots have been sucking my money for months! well hmm i think i just might persuade more homies to join me in those classes. sad to say the timings werent right for us, so we acutally need to wait for a new class to start.~
late as it may be, i have no intentions whatsoever to sleep and get ready for tomorrow's lessons. it's just dreadful to wake up n see bong! for the benefit of those who dont know who bong is, his the bald fat lecturer i have who's living off marlboros and malboros! and i mean literally and figuratively speaking. who feels macho and rugged simply because he's smoking marlboro.
till then, lust for life people!