and a one and a two and a one two three four!
2006-01-16 9:01 p.m.
since i have nothing to do, i shall blog.
hm, let's see, sunday.
well i arrived at about 10.30 give or take half an hour, and walked in smack-dab right in the middle of worship.
which everyone told me was absolutely wonderful.
but really i didnt really experience anything special.
yes everyone was more enthusiastic in singing....but that's about it.
after a few songs came the service.
i was practically bored to tears.
no wonder dora said many ppl had red-rimmed, watery eyes when she walked in.
sheesh.
liren's service thing was okay, i suppose, but pastor lai's was SO SO boring!
plus i didnt really have anyone to talk to since the choir ppl were away, just vernicia and michelle who were such bland ppl.
they just sat and listened, the whole time.
and when i tried to strike up a conversation they simply answered my questions blankly.
sheesh.
and then the choir ppl came back but i couldnt b bothered to go join them so i just stayed where i was.
well soon, THANKFULLY, the service ended and we could leave.
i went for lunch with fifi, fum and dora.
who soon met up with fi (rhymes with pie) who is fum's annoying little brother.
after lunch we went to interrupt the little kids' study groups.
we took fi up to the 6th floor to inspire him to learn his 6 times table, but in the end all we ended up doing was yoo-hooing at the ppl below us and throwing tennis balls back to the tennis court opposite.
we finally returned fi to his tuition class and, whilst dora and huilun went to the other room to 'teach' english, i stayed in the maths room doodling with shoes and fifi and fum.
i tried playing pictionary with them but they just didnt get it, even the blatantly obvious terrorist bombing the world trade centre.
in the end i just doodled whilst they played chess, of all things to do.
wimpy was acting like a grandma, reading out passages in an exaggerated tone to the little kids.
shoes was.....what WAS shoes doing?
hm. no idea.
well there went a perfectly boring sunday. but then again when HAS a sunday been fun?
monday.
i got to school and passed zhuqing and dionne their gifts. dionne didnt seem too thrilled about her cookbook-notebook thing, n neither was zhuqing all that excited about her inspirational book.
sheesh. ungrateful people.
during recess yz and i rehearsed some of the chicken dance moves and added some extras, like a bobbing chicken-head thing. but the end result was SO SO silly we kept laughing and couldnt get on with it.
the chicken dance basically goes like this:
from beats 1-2-3-4 to 4-4-3-4, you sort of mimic those egyptian dances, like, turn to the side, put one arm in front of you in a Z shape (90 degrees at the elbow and the wrist) and repeat the same Z shape with her other arm, but put it behind you, you fingers pointing in the opposite direction. then you move the arm in front of you but simply keeping your elbow still and moving the rest of your arm forward and back.
whilst your arm is going forward, stick your head forward, indian style, at the exact same time.
the end result is rather silly looking.
resembles a demented peacock, actually.
well that's about it for today. ta.
