polls

i had no idea polling for the Mr & Ms Metropolitan has started in college. The committee has been going around asking people who they're most likely to vote for. This week's leading nominees are Emily and Sean.

my predictions exactly. =)

dodge ball i will, throw ball i won't!

yes, it is now 100% confirmed that i have a certain disability in my life. a simple, yet, equally disadvantageous disability which seems to handicap me when i need it the most. and like all other handicaps, i am and will not be ashamed of this imperfection of mine.

yes my dear readers, my name is Karen and i have a disability. i. can't. throw. a. ball. in fact, i can't throw, kick, catch, roll, tackle, dribble and [insert any other verb with regards to handling balls] a ball. it is that simple. i just can't seem to handle balls in general. sad really, considering my passion for sports and games. whenever i come in contact what that spherical object i either trip over it, slip on it (yes i once stepped on a ball and slipped), or miss it altogether.

no it isn't...

anyway, today i took part in a Dodgeball competition organized by the Young Entrepreneurs Society (YES) in my college. Now if there was a point given for every ball i dodged, i'd say we would've emerged champions. Because of my fear of flying spherical objects, i have developed a natural reflex to...well...dodge them. Unfortunately, contrary to the name of the game, that is not how it works. Points are gained when one can THROW a ball to the other team and HIT one of them. Points are also gained when one can CATCH a ball that's being thrown in one's way. so i guess you can presume what happened today la.

I just hope my team wasn't too disappointed with my horrendous display of throws and catches...or the lack of them. *shrugs*

week 2

week 1 analysis:
- legs are dead stiff, especially when attempting box split. usual front right split still alright. usual front left split is no longer comprehensible by my legs.
- back seems fine after sufficient warm up. bridge still done almost effortlessly. toe breaker almost gave me a heart attack.
- toes still points well. nice arch of foot makes it look gimrama-ish still.
- leaps are atrocious.
- self esteem: still positive. looking forward to next training.

week 2 analysis:
- legs took shorter time to warm up. usual front right split now done on bench, both front leg and back leg. usual front left split shall not be attempted on bench ever. box split slightly better. able to stretch body further down on ground with box split.
- back also took shorter time to warm up. bridge was done umpteen times with ease.
- attempted flexion. still wobbly.
- attempted pivots. atrocious.
- attempted illusion with ribbon. haywire.
- toe breaker can be done with more ease now.
- leaps are a tad higher.
- attempted handling ribbon, ball and rope. not too bad.
- walking around on crunched toes, however, was much harder than i thought. pain tolerence have reduced greatly.
- self esteem: not too good. watching Jun Mae and Jun Li do their routines was an ego denter.

only 3 weeks more for me to come up with a presentable gimrama routine for my talent showcase. training shall now increase from fridays only to fridays n sundays.

chick-a-dee china, a chinese chicken!

For some reason, I was actually pretty psyched to go for this. Yes, the torso baring guy on the poster was an influecing factor. But I wanted to see what a fashion show was like, especially one organized by Weng Lum. So i gathered a few of my college mates, 8 of us to be exact, and the next thing i knew we were galivanting down the roads of KL in 2 cars.

We reached pretty late, but not surprisingly, were just in time for the opening performance. I was surprised to see Mr n Mrs Lok there as well! How supportive of them!

In short, what Weng Lum promised, he delivered. I thoroughly enjoyed the topless line of male fashion. Yes, and the lovely dresses the ladies wore too. =)

Initially, the plan was that a bunch of us would stay for the after party, while the other half went straight home. Me being in the latter category. But my friends were amazing when it comes to persuasion, and so they managed to come up with a danger proof plan which will ensure that i were to be accompanied every single moment until my doorstep. Armed with this plan, i was able to convince my mum to bend that curfew time of mine a little. So after the fashion show, we went to grab a bit at some mamak. Then we adjourned to Ruums.

april, yanyee, shakti, steven, karen, joey, khoa

To tell you the truth, this was my first time clubbing. I have always wanted to experience it, but I was never daring enough to ask my mum for permission. I'm a terrible liar too, so i never really attempted lying my way through. Friends have asked me time and time again to go, offering to fetch me, or to let me stay over, but knowing that my parents wouldn't be too happy about it just made me stay way from it altogether. Anyway, Ruums was...quite an experience. I found the place a tad too dodgy. The crowd wasn't what i expected. And frankly, the whole dancing on a dancefloor packed like sardines thing wasn't too much fun. Call me conservative but I really did not enjoy having random people pressed against me. And i kept tripping over my heels. I don't know how girls dance with 4 inch stilletos.

april, shakti, karen, yanyee, joey, ronald in background

I was out there for about 10 minutes, and then i had enough. I went back to my seat and watched over bags. The smoky atmosphere made me tear. and a little voice at the back of my head kept chanting that it was waaaaaaaay past midnight, making me squirm a little with guilt.

So at about 2 plus, we made a move. Yan yee stayed over at my place, and we talked till 5 plus. Soon after we fell asleep, the alarms went off. 7.30 am, time to go to college. haha...champions!

I had fun anyhows. I appreciated my friends being very accomodating, making me feel less of a jakun in the club. I felt bad because i was screaming with glee at the end of it. I don't think I'll go clubbing again. haha...but all in all, it's a night to remember. =)

*more pictures courtesy of April*

now, was that supposed to be a date?

I went to watch Stomp The Yard for free compliments of CampusPlus e-magazine. I LOVED it! If i were to compare it with You Got Served, I love this one more. I am absolutely awed by the shuffling of feet, the tapping, the clapping and the overal synchronization of the guys! I honestly have NEVER seen guys dance so well before! Not forgetting the brief moments where the guys are working out and they're all topless, baring their more-than-6-and-8 packs super toned super fit bodies. The hotness of it all...*drools* The only show i can think of that sizes up is Drumline, the movie about the drum band. Seriously, synchronized yau-ying macho movements done by hot guys are to die for...I'm so gonna take up break dancing....
Anyway, i asked a whole slew of people to go with me since I've got 2 tickets free. But one by one, they rejected my offer because of various reasons (busy, have to cook, dont want to drive home late etc). So I kinda asked this guy to go with me. He's quite cool. He claimed it was a date. I beg to differ. But I did put a little more effort into looking presentable. Put more effort i.e. applied a dash of make up, a splash of perfume, wore a new top and checked my reflection umpteen times before leaving. So i don't go for formal dates. Sue me. Anyway, the outing was casual la. I had fun.

I think, like Mel, i'm gonna start dating again. haha...put myself back on the market. Seriously, I'm not growing any younger. So the stakes are up!

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I finally got the photos from Tisha dearest. These are the photos of the Mr&Ms Metropolitan preview which i shamelessly took part in. haha...enjoy.

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