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Man oh man, the past week has been hectic.

First was the insanity that was Raya. Our first day gathering was at my aunt’s place. Ate too much nasi minyak. Hahaha. The day itself wasn’t bad, actually. No questions about the state of my life, thank goodness. LOL. My little cousin, Ryan, is the most adorable thing! He’s half-Dutch so imagine this little angmoh-looking baby in baju melayu. Frakkin’ adorable! I haven’t seen him a while though, so he was wary. Hahaha. In the evening, the aunts and uncles started to karaoke (while us young’uns were watching a scary movie in the room), and that was so funny. Singing talents doesn’t really run the family. Ahahahahha. Us cousins were cracking up while we ate dinner ‘cos we were beign serenaded with not-so-great singing. I almost choked on my rice! But then, later on, I got into it… I haven’t sung karaoke in like eons! Haaaa, it was quite fun.

I started work the next morning. Aaaaah. I do not like waking up early. Esp. when I barely get 4 hours of sleep. Booooo. A morning person, I am not. The first day was rough yo. By the end of the day, I had a frakkin’ headache and was thinking, ‘OMG, I can’t do this!’. I felt so down about it but I wasn’t gonna give up after one day. Thankfully, I’ve kinda settled into it now, after 4 days. I learnt not to let uncooperative and irritating people get my mood down. Just say thank you, hang up, dust off my shoulders and move on. I’m more used to the whole process now.

We have ‘checkpoints’ throughout the day: 11am, we check in with our numbers; 12.30-1.30pm is lunch; we have another check-in at 3.00; a tea break at 3.00-3.15pm and one last check-in with the day’s numbers at 5.30pm before ending our day at 6pm. So, I have little time-targets to work towards, which lightens the monotony and length of the day. I break down the hours so that at least it doesn’t seem so bad.

So far, it’s been okay. I definitely don’t wanna stay in this line (so hey, at least now I know something else that I don’t want), but in the meanwhile, I’m earning some money and gaining something to put on my resume. On the downside, I’ve been so tired that I haven’t had the chance to go through another series of sending out resumes. That’s my plan for tomorrow evening. *crosses fingers*

Besides work, I’ve been out every evening too, which didn’t help my lack of sleep. On Wednesday evening, I went visiting with the parentals. Thursday was dinner with the Butterfly Babes. I had dinner with Val at Thai Express (their laksa is yummy!) and then we met Jen at Cheesecake Cafe to hang out and catch up. I wanted to have the iced teas with ice-cream, but at $9.50 each that’s a little too rich for my blood. So, we had cakes and talked crap and checked out a cute waiter (who kinda reminded us of H.ady Mirza! Haha). Haaaaaaa, good times.

Friday night, I met up with Cal and Hani. I indulged in some retail therapy. Hehehe. I bought a really cute red dress, which I loooove. It kinda has a Mexican vibe. LOL. (I’m thinking of wearing it on Friday when I have dinner with Ali, Aishah and Farah. Hehe.) I still want to buy shoes (I want slingbacks, cos my poor heels are in pain from some of my evil shoes) cos I didn’t really see any I liked on Friday. Then we went ot Al.Majlis to have a late dinner. Ate a craaaapload; the food was good as always. We were freezing cold, cos we sat at a table right below the air-con (we just never learn, do we? LOL), until we finally increased the temperature. Most of the time, we were the only ones up there, so it was like our own house or something. Coincidentally enough, we were asked if we wanted to be members… so we signed up. 5% discount yo!

One of the waiters popped in a CD with a kinda weird playlist… but us being us, we sang along to the emo R&B songs. (We were by ourselves up there by then; we aren’t crazy enough to sing along while there are other people there!) In between all that, we talked about mutual friends, boys, stupid mindless topics and my favourite topic now, TbB (aka the mat that I adore aka T.aufik). Ahahahaha. Poor friends of mine, having to listen to my delusions! No waaaait, they encourage the delusions! I swear, it’s like we’re writing a cheesy Mary Sue fic. Ahahahahah. Frakkin’ hilarious. And yes, I know that TbB sounds like a disease but, as many people have snarked, my adoration of him is kinda like a disease. :P

Oh oh and Hani actually asked one of the waiters if TbB has ever been there. WTF?!?! I was like, nooooo. She used words like berkenalan (get to know) and jodoh (a match, with the connotation of it being fated) and I got the heebie jeebies. Dude. DUDEEEEE. *flails* I didn’t know whether to laugh, hide my face or tackle Hani to the floor to get her to stop. I ended up laughing like a crazy person, ‘cos it was actually really funny. And, for the record, no, to his recollection, TbB hasn’t been there. Haha.

ANYWAY.

The weekend was spent raya-ing. Went visiting on Saturday, and then the extended family came over to my place on Sunday. My mom cooked a lot (lontong, mee siam, fried chicken AND steak) so it was a foodfest all day. Hehe. And luckily, I did get to indulge in waking up late and catching up on some much-needed sleep. I also managed to catch up on some my downloaded tv eps. Yay yay!

Hmmm, I realize I’ve prattled on and that this is probably really boring. Hahahahaha. Oh welllllll.

Now, I wanna lay in bed and read for a bit. :)

SELAMAT HARI RAYA!

My fam (ie. my mom) has been in a cleaning frenzy in the past couple of days. Anal retentiveness galore! Seriously, you’d think there was some kind of cleanest house contest going on. Really, no one is gonna frakkin’ notice that there’s a little dust on the side table or that you’re using the same table cloth as last year. Geeeeez. In fact, the parentals have been at it allllll day today. Kinda freaky.

On the upside, my room is spankin’ clean. It’s kinda strange to live in a spic-and-span room. Not my usual habitat. Hahah. I can actually see the surface of my dresser and study table! It’s a miracle. I threw out a lot of junk. I’m such a pack rat, but I guess it was finally time to get rid of most of that stuff. Like my cupboard full of magazines. Magazines from 1995 onwards, when I spent a truckload of money on UK mags and other crap. To the recycling bin it alllll went. I had to make 3 trips to the recycling bin, each time with 2 big bags. Maaaaan. But I’m glad to have more storage space. And to think that I do have some more stuff I can throw out, if I keep on cleaning. But, for now, it’s clean enough for me. Until next Hari Raya. Ahaahahahaha.

I unwillingly and unwittingly got dragged to Gey.lang last night. Ohhhh, the horror. I absolutely detest the crowds and the heat and the whole crush. Blaaaaaah. The only thing I like? The food. Oooooh. Heaaaven.

My days of total slackerdom are over. Thanks to Val’s lobang, I got a temporary job. I start on Wednesday. It’s a call center/customer service kinda thing, so it should be all right. The only bad thing is that I still have to travel to the frakkin’ West. GRRRRRR. But, y’know, I figure that I really should do something while I wait for things to work out for me. So, yeah. I’m kinda looking forward to it. Finally, a little change in my dreary life! Hahaha. And y’know, I’m not averse at all to earning some money to keep myself afloat until I get a permanent job that I want. It’s all good. Thankies to Val for letting me know about it!

And now maybe my well-meaning (but trash-talking-behind-my-back…. oh yeah, she thinks I don’t know what she says about me to the relatives, but I know) mother OFF MY FRAKKIN’ BACK. Okay, fine, I’m exaggerating. But I did overhear her talking to one of my aunts today and one of the topics was my current state of unemployment. And she was all like: She’s too picky. She applied at M F A but then her interview didn’t go well and she didn’t exactly say why. BlahblahFRAKKINGBLAH. I was this close to getting up (was still actually half-asleep but they were talking loud enough to keep me awake) and defending myself. Goddddddddddddddddd. It irritates me to no effin’ end.

LEAVE ME THE FRAK ALONE. (*%#*

I don’t like not knowing what to do with my life. I don’t like having nothing to do. I don’t like being aimless. I don’t like being semi-dependent. I DON’T LIKE WHERE I AM AT MY LIFE RIGHT NOW. And people telling me shit isn’t gonna help. I don’t need meaningless platitudes meant to make you feel like you’re being encouraging, when all you’re doing is being condescending. I don’t need jibes about how I’m screwing up the fuckin’ demographic of graduates getting jobs. I don’t give a shit. It’s my fuckin’ life and if I’m gonna be unemployed for the next year because I don’t wanna take some job I don’t like just to satisfy other people, then be it. No one’s business but mine.
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(And no, that wasn’t directed towards any one person. It’s build-up from all the comments and stuff I’ve heard thrown at me since I’ve graduated from pretty much everyone. Some of the times when I smiled or joked about it when I really didn’t feel like it, that’s what I wanted to say.)

ANYWAY.

I need to shop. Haaaa. Seriously, I haven’t bought anything in months. Self-imposed thrifty-ness due to budgetary contraints. Hahahaha. But I need to buy shoes. Something flat or with about a 1-2″ heel maybe. Something less necessary that I want to buy is a dress. Hmmmm. Retail therapy. I need it, but I can’t afford it. LOL.

So, tomorrow is either gonna be fun or a total drag. One whole day with the extended family. Oyyyy. At least there’ll be good food. One thing I really love about being Malay is the food. Ain’t nothin’ like Malay food. Mmmmm.

Went to watch The Prestige with Cal and Hani yesterday too. I rushed home after the shoot, dumped my heavy bags, took a quick shower, played a little with my niece and nephew who were visting and then rushed out again. Phew. We had dinner at New York New York. Ate frakkin’ a lot. Too! Much! Chicken! And I love the cotton candy! Hehe.

I was afraid I was gonna fall asleep during the movie, cos I was so tired. The beginning part was a little draggy, and things didn’t quite make sense to me… so the threat of falling asleep was certainly there. But the movie picked up, and things became clearer and I was riveted.

I love being mindfucked during movies. Mindfuck movies like Eternal Sunshine and Fight Club rock SO HARD. I love that feeling of unease as you realize that things aren’t as they seem. Slowly the pieces come together and you think you’ve figured it out… until it all gets twisted again. And then, it’s like WTF?!?! I LOVE that. Love love love. I love it when it all comes together by the end of the movie, and the relevations hit you and suddenly everything that came before has a different meaning. It makes you wanna watch the movie again, knowing how it ends, and to really see how everything fits. Mindfuck movies are the best yo.

Anyway, yes, The Prestige is a mindfuck. The non-linearity of the narrative was very well done and quite intriguing once you get into it. (Though initially, I was like WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!?!) The relevations are so OMG!WTF?!?! and so so much fun. I kinda figured out some of it, but the scope of the fucked-upness was over and beyond what I had deduced. But more than a mindfuck, it’s the story of rivalry, obsession and two characters who will do anything to be the best. It’s twisted, and so deliciously so.

And to think that we initially had two shallow reasons for watching: Hugh Jackman and Christian Bale. Yeaaaaah. But y’know, once the movie gets into the flow, you kinda forget the hotness of the two leads and get caught up in the story and the craziness of the obsession and the single-mindedness of the two characters. Both of them put in really really great performances in the film.

Well well worth a watch (and maybe twice?). I haven’t seen much promo for it, but I hope more people go to watch it!

I was booked for a photoshoot on Thursday morning, so I had to get up at the crack of dawn and drag myself to East Coast. (This was the day after the T.aufik thingy, after which Hani & I had dinner and then drinks and some dancing at O.Bar. Needless to say, I had little sleep.) Plus, I had to bring my own clothes which was a paaaaain.
I was there early and so the waiting began. The production peeps came at around 9.00am, we got briefed about the shoot and the plan for the day. The shoot was for a website and online magazine for (teenage) girls. So, for the day, I had to channel my inner 16 year old. Hahahah.

There were five of us girls in total for the shoot. After we warmed up to each other, we got along well enough so that was good. Esp. since we were supposed to look/act like close friends for all the photos. Heh. There were two set-ups along the beach itself. One was us sitting in a patch of grass, with all “our stuff” like bags, books, magazines and such around us as we sat around and talked. Basically, they wanted a photo of a group of close friends talking and having fun. It had to look natural so we did actually talk and we had to think of funny stories and things to say so that there would be laughter and we’d look like we’re having fun. LOL.

After that was a scene of a couple of the girls hanging by the beach, which I wasn’t involved in. There was a scene of one of the girls and a guy (who was this kinda cute but young, aka 15, angmoh guy) at a coffee joint, like on a date. Hahaha. The photos were cute. And there was one of two girls, out shopping and another scene of girls like putting on make-up. Heh. Basically, typical teenager stuff.

The whole thing was supposed to be from 9am-1pm, but it took much longer than that. We actually finished at about 3pm. The horrible thing was me, another girl and one of the ladies working on the production had left when we got a call to go back cos the photog had forgotten to take some individual shots. D’oh! So we had to turn back. I was so tired by then, and I probably didn’t look too great in those photos. But, whatever.

Anyway, the three of us had an interesting conversation about the industry while we were together. I’m not particularly serious about this whole modelling thing. I mean, it’s fun and something to be experienced and I’m glad that I gave it a go while I still can. Heh. So it was illuminating to hear someone speak about it so seriously and to want it so much and to hear the experiences of someone working behind the scenes in the industry.

It was a pretty good day, despite all the waiting (which is typical during shoots anyway) and all the hassle of having to bring my own stuff and then also having to go alllll the freakin’ way back to take the individual photos again. Hopefully, the photos will turn out well. We’ll see. Heh.

(Honestly, I’m just looking forward to the moolah. Ahahahah.)

[small voice] I won invites to this Starhub event that T.aufik was at. How did I win? By taking part in a contest on his offical site. Oyyyyyy. *headdesk* [/small voice]

I dragged Hani with me. Haha. It was an all right night, although I thought the event-planning was horrendous. Too much waiting and too many gaps in the program. And I thought it didn’t really do much to actively promote the product, the artistes or the company itself. So, blaaaah.

Anyway. Hani and I, as usual, act cool in these kinda situations. Hahahah. We were v. relaxed. We were early-ish so we got the goodie bags (some cute stuff inside, but nothing major). Then we parked our asses at the bar, checked out the crowd and snarked. A lot.

They were giving away Sony phones throughout the night and Hani wanted to win one, but it didn’t happen. Bummmmer, but y’know everyone and their mother had their hands up to answer the questions to win the phone. And we weren’t exactly standing in front.

So, finally… after like an hour plus of waiting, the man himself got onstage. We were still back by the bar, so I had to hoist myself up on the bar stool to even get a glimpse of him. And damn, that boy was trying to kill me cos he looked FINE. FINE AS HELL. He was dressed in something I love, that is dark jeans with a white tee and a white hoodie and green jacket. Hotness yo. I’m a sucker for that look. Boy looked styling. Hehe. Of course, he had to sing that insipid song that bores the crap out of me. At least he sounded good. I was a little off in the La-la Land by then (cos him smiling while singing incredibly sappy lyrics makes my marshmallow heart melt a little. Yes, I am pathetic like that. Haha).

Then after that one song (only one! Gaaaah!), there was a little game to win a phone. A little dance-off. And I was like, Ahhh me! But I was too lazy to bust my way through the crowd. LOL. Anyway, the contest was to emulate Taufik’s dancing, so he did a little dance. And I was like, hell yeaaaaah, though I couldn’t really see much from where I was. (Hani gave me a WTF? look. LOL.) After he was done, I quipped, “Oh please, I could so do that!” Then like 3 seconds later, T.aufik snarks, “I bet the people in the audience are like, “I can do that!”. Hani and me looked at each other and I burst out laughing. There was another implicit dirty-ish joke moment to do with the word “ride” which cracked me up, cos I couldn’t believe he actually insinuated it, but either most people weren’t quick enough to catch it, or didn’t have pervy enough minds or they did catch it but were happily high in La-la Land and didn’t care what he was saying. (Yeah, me and him were clearly on the same wavelength. MFEO! Ahahahahaha.)

Right. So, Hani decided to find another vantage point and left me by myself sometime after the dance-off starts. Me, I didn’t give a shit about it cos I was watching T.aufik. (So! Cute!) Okay, I did notice enough to see that everyone pretty much butchered the easy “dance steps”. Heh. Meanwhile, Hani found a really good place to stand and was calling my cell but my cell was in my bag so I didn’t realize. According to her, when she looked back at me, trying to get my attention, she said I had a besotted look on my face. Ahahahahahaha. Okay, fine, I probably did look like a besotted idiot. Sigh. Damnit, I should just accept the fact that I find him effin’ attractive and embrace my shame. *hides face*

So, YES. I did think that he was really cute in person. And the way he carries himself… hotttt. I seriously don’t even know what exactly it is about him, but I like. I like it all. Sigh. And I can understand why there are so many girls who are ga-ga over him, cos he knows how to be charming with his fans.

After him, O.linda came on and performed and then there had another little contest where they made people guess what she was singing. By this time, we were nearer to the front at the new spot that Hani found. It figures that we had a better view of the stage once I didn’t care any more. *insert eye-roll*

Then more question-asking and phone-giving before they brought those two back out on stage, with two more special guests aka the final 2 of S.I.2. Now, I thought that those two would sing or something, but nope, they were basically just paraded out. Booo. H.ady is kinda cute, actually. But, because I was a besotted idiot, my eyes were firmly on T.aufik pretty much every bloody second he was onstage. (So! So! Cute!)

Wow oh wow, I have reached a new low. Ahahahaha.

So, nope, I didn’t actually get to meet T.aufik. I’m kinda in a strange place… ‘cos, yes, I do find him attractive and I do love his voice (Aaaaah, am I gonna be reduced to buying his new album?!?! Is that gonna be my next new low? *facepalm*) but I’m not exactly a fan. And it’s hard for me to view him as a “celebrity”, cos I just see him as this damn cute guy who happens to have a great voice and is the best-dressed Malay boy I’ve seen. Haha. Y’know? So, it’s odd. I dunno, I dunno.

Ahahahahaha.

Y’know, sometimes, I myself wonder: what the *&)$ has gotten into me?!?! The many mysteries of life. :P

Last night? Was unreal. I never thought I would ever get to see him unless I sold a kidney and went to LA for his masterclass or something like that. I’ve been a fan and admirer of his genius since his days as choreographer for Britney and NSYNC. The Slave routine is still one of my favourites. (I still believe that Brit’s stage show wouldn’t have been half as good without Wade behind it all.) I love the VMAs performances he choreographed and masterminded. The Janet MTV ICON tribute is so good.

Wade! Here! Dancing! Looking all hot! And dancing! There, in front of us! Sighhhhh. That’s too much for a dancer!boy-loving girl to handle. Heh.

When he came out looking all spiffy in his black suit, I was like GUH. So hot yo, so hot. (The only way he could be hotter is if he had had the blonde spiky hair… mmmm.) He sounded so soft-spoken initially that it was kinda strange cos y’know I know (and love) Wade best as Hitler!Wade circa NSA!NSYNC (like on Making The Tour when he was all take-charge) but he loosened up as the show went on. I really loved his comments to the contestants; I thought they were right on and very useful to the dancers. Very useful to anyone who dances actually and it’s definitely food for thought for dancers looking to join competitions.

Cal, Hani, Sarah and I had waaaay too much fun. We made cracks about how he’s channelling the Justin with the suit and the shaved head. We considered screaming “We love you Joey” for a second, but figured that no one else would get it. LOL. We laughed ourselves silly when contestant after contestant bombarded him with Justin songs. (”I bet he’s thinking, ‘I came half way across the world, and I still can’t escape Justin.’ Ahahahahha.”) We snarked about how he seems to have adopted Jup’s SGV. Ahahaha. We squeed like crazy people during his performances and raved over him and his dancers. (Didn’t realize one of the girls was Chantel, until she was introduced at the end. CHANTEL!) I think we scared some of the people around us with our insanity. Hahaha. Hani’s shrill screaming didn’t help, of course. :P

Then Wade&co did their first performance… Sexy Back came on and I was like, “OMGOMGOMG!”, except that I couldn’t scream cos I was video-ing it. So I was reduced to mentally freaking out at seeing that routine live. And seeing Wade dance to it. &*&%^$)&* Words cannot describe how awesome it was. After the intermission came the 2nd dance number. For whatever reason, even after Sexy Back, it didn’t hit me that they would do Ramalama. I just about died of excitement when the lights and music came on. Aaaaaaaah. I never thought I’d ever get to see those routines live, let alone have Wade dance in them, so I was totally in my happy place. I’m fairly familiar with the routines from SYTYCD and the tour clips floating around but nothing beats seeing it live. SO SO GOOD.

The contestants were pretty good too. Mostly the usual suspects that I’ve seen around in other competitions. They put up a good fight, and I thought the winners were well-deserved. Esp. after the choreography round. Man, that is tough! To have to learn it under stressful conditions and then to have to nail it. Kudos to the final 4 for working it out.

Y’know Wade really is good on all counts: dancer, choreographer, teacher and judge.

As a dancer, needless to say, he is amazing. So much control over his movements and so much grace for someone who is over 6ft tall. He’s sharp when he needs to be, smooth at other times and always always injects his own flavor into the moves. I was amazed when he taught the choreography; the moves, when broken down, aren’t overly hard to catch but when he dances it, it looks 100x more exciting and difficult than it is. You really appreciate how style makes a huge difference in the execution of dance moves. And he makes everything look effortless. Also, I had great fun watching his expressions when he dances, cos he really sells it. Heh. Go Wade! *bows in worship*

As a choreographer, I love how out-of-the-box his choreography is. Ramalama is so fabulous because it’s an entire package; the music, the moves, the costumes, everything. It fits together so well. And then he can go the other end of the spectrum and create something like the Slave routine, which is sexy and sensual and a lot of fun.

The best part is he can effectively break down his choreography and teach it. Some people can be great dancers and can create good choreography but aren’t able to articulate that vision to their dancers. Clearly Wade has been able to do that. And watching him teach the finalists 2 eights, he really breaks down the intricacies of the movements. He teaches how you can get it to look the way it’s supposed to look. And that’s really great. (I think the winners are extremely fortunate to get a private masterclass with him. Lucky! I am jealous.)

And, as a judge, I found him really insightful. The comments that he gave to the dancers were constructive and useful and the kind of things that will help them out. He wasn’t just glossing over everything and giving empty compliments; I felt like he really paid attention to the performances. His comments were useful even to me, just sitting there, because it made me think about my own dancing and what I can do better. He commented on things like musicality; for example, he said to one soloist that it seemed like he floated above the beat at some points and that he should work on really getting down on the beat and to hit his b-boy floorwork and freezes on the beat to make his performance even tighter. He talked about energy and needing to project the passion that you feel for dance so that the audience can see and feel it; he told another soloist that he should work on his facial expresions to sell his performance more. He talked about using a gimmick/concept/theme to distinguish one’s piece from other competitors.

It was actually quite inspiring. Not just being witness to the awesomeness that is Wade (and his dancers too), but also seeing the contestants. And learning from what Wade said. It makes me wanna work to be a better dancer. :)
I still can’t get over the fact that not only did we see Wade Robson, but we saw him dance. And to what? The awesomeness that are his SexyBack & Ramalama routines. !^#%^*^*!$@$&%^ Aaaaaaah, joy! Much love goes to Cal, for being vigilant about ticket sales and so we ended up with good seats.

Y’know what, out of all the dancer!boys I’ve loved, Wade’s still #1. :D

Videos:
(Files are in .avi format. My digicam has a limit on how long video recordings are so I just joined the clips together; don’t mind the little gap in the videos.)

Sexy Back (40MB) - http://www.sendspace.com/file/aozhc3

Ramalama (Bang Bang) (47MB) - http://www.sendspace.com/file/mdde9a

And this is the 2 eights of choreography (3MB) that Wade taught to the 2 final soloists. When I watched this, I realized that it’s taken from the Sexy Back routine but when danced to the harder beats, it has a totally different feel.

(No, we didn’t manage to meet Wade or his dancers. Boo hoooooo.)

In the last 2 days, I’ve gotten 2 messages from 2 friends, asking me where I’ve been and what’s up. I didn’t realize I had been that silent, but thanks for making the effort of getting me out of my cocoon.

I’m okay, same ol’ same ol’. I’ve just been feeling a little (or, really, a lot) antisocial. Hence, the hibernation. I’m not sure if it’s PMS, feeling shitty about my life, or both… or something else. But yeah. I’m not really Miss Rah-rah these days. It’ll pass, I’m sure, as all these kinds of moods always do eventually. Til then, I’m content with amusing myself somehow. (Haha.)

So, the dreaded question: what’s new? Nothing. Like I said, same ol’ ol’. I’m exercising a lot of patience (or rather, I try) when it comes to queries about the job situation. As my current favourite JT song goes: “Don’t wanna think about it, don’t wanna talk about it, I’m just so sick about it.” Yup, Jup sums up how I feel. So, unless the last time I saw you was at least a month ago, don’t, for the love of all things sparkly, ask me about it. Just, don’t. If you still can’t help yourself, go ahead… but I’m gonna start giving outrageous answers just for the hell of it.

As to what really is happening: it’s getting frustrating for me to still not be sure what I want to do. The disparity between my qualifications and what I would really want to do is a pain. But as frustrating as it is, I have to keep at it. Anyway, like I said, I don’t particularly want to talk about it. If something happens, everyone will hear.

Actually, I haven’t been that antisocial. I was out with the tallies on Thursday. We stuffed our faces at Big-O, haha. Good stuff yo. And talked smack about boys. Ahahahaha. Then on Friday, I was out with Aishah, Farah and Ali, whom I hadn’t seen in a while. We had dinner at this swanky Italian restaurant; the food was all right but the price was a little steep. (The thing I dislike about swanky restaurants in general is that you pay for small portions and for a greedy person like me, it ain’t enough yo.) Then we had B&J ice-cream (yummy! Though I was upset they didn’t have Brownie Batter, wtf?!?!) and sat and talked about lots of random stuff. Heh. It was a fun night.

And oh oh, WADE ON FRIDAY! *dance of joy* Ohhhhh yeaaaaah. I’m so excited! So we’ll find a way to meet him and if we do, hopefully I won’t say something stupid. Haha.

A couple of days ago, I dl-ed “She’s The Man”, cos I was bored and in need of something to watch. Turned out that I really enjoyed the movie. Amanda Bynes has great comedic timing, and she’s just v. likeable. And the movie was fun and funny.

The movie also starred this gorgeous, gorgeous guy, Channing Tatum. Channing plays a soccer player in the film, and thank The Powers That Be, he was either a) half-nekkid; b) wearing wifebeaters; or c) in soccer jerseys in most of the movie. Mmmm. Heck, watching the movie would’ve been worth it alone just for him. Hehe.

Anyway, I recalled that he’s also the dude in “Step Up”, so I dl-ed that too. And GEEEEZ, he’s like God’s gift to girls like me who love dancer!boys. Not only is he effing bloody gorgeous with a hotttt body (yes, he was either a) half-nekkid; b) wearing wifebeaters; or c) wearing ghetto clothes in this movie. Heh), he can moveeeee. I mean, I knew that it’s a dance movie but it really surprised me how well he can dance. Boy has style, boy has groove, boy has skillllllllssss. The stunts he can do are amazing, I love the way he dances hip-hop. He kept up with Jenna Dewan (whom I adore; she’s a great dancer) and then some. And he totally makes the baggy jeans + t-shirt (+ hoodie/jacket) + cap look work for him. I was just kinda like “GUHHHHHH!” throughout the entire movie.

Out of curiosity, I read up about him. And apparently he has no formal training; as in, all the dancing he knows is from dancing in clubs and learning how to battle and all that kinda stuff. ^$%(*^*$%^$. That’s sick yo. Siiiicccccck. Boy has talent. I also think he’s a pretty good actor; I really believed him as Tyler (his character).

ANYWAY. I love the movie. LOVE. The dancing is so beautiful and Jenna and Channing dance wonderfully together (chemistry!). Love the music. The routines all KICK ASS. I esp. love the finale piece; the choreograpy is amazing and Jenna and Channing just rocked it. I love how he makes the lifts and the tricks look so effortless and that whole section when they’re dancing together is just… sigh. Looooove it.

Oh, and I was wondering why the girl who played Tyler’s sister looked so familiar. When they did a little dancing, then it hit me: she’s the little girl in the Missy videos! Duh.

On the downside, this movie (more than any other dance movie) really makes me want a dancer!boyfriend. Le sigh. How much fun would it be to get down with your boy in a club? (Like the scene in the club… well, both scenes. Heh, I remember seeing the first scene of Tyler dancing in the club with a girl, and I was like “Is that Channing?! OMG, it is… OMG!“) To do a pas de deux with him? GAAAAAAH. I want, I want, I waaaaaaant.

I’m pathetic enough to also wanna watch this in the cinema. It better show here, damnit! I need to see Channing dance on a big-ass cinema screen.

New favourite movie! And a new guy to add to my favourites list too! Heh. (Seriously though, when I saw “She’s The Man”, I already thought that Channing was hot as hellllll ‘cos hello, look at him! But the fact that he also dances? And dances damn well? That’s off the Hottness scale yo. Offff the scale.)

Me and dancer!boys - I just can’t resist them. :)

ETA:

Jenna & Channing on the Early Show, talking about the movie and doing the B-more Bounce. (Channing looking hot, as usual! And I love Jenna’s dress.) - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NRViFfv8slg

Jenna & Channing have a cameo in the Sean Paul video (the song’s on the soundtrack). The dancing is hotttt yo. J & C come in at the 2:25 mark and dance a little. I esp. like the little groovy shimmying they do at 2.58. Oh yeaaah. Nice. - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0i3HUkzn8gU

I want a dancer!boyfriend just like Channing. Guh.