can't...move...arms...
11 May 2003 06:22 pmMy entire body hurts. I wonder if i could trade it in and get a new one. Spent four straight hours either dancing or singing or both at once this arvo, and most of the dancing was the Wild Wild West hiphop one which I USED TO LIKE but now am beginning to hate with a passion because:
1)The choreographer was in a bad mood and decided to be a biatch. "Ok. Do it again. Too much footnoise." "Do it again. If you don't ALL do the backwards roll and the caterpillar then you have to do it twice." "Do it again, the footnoise was HORRIBLE." "Do it again, none of you are smiling. WHY AREN'T YOU SMILING???"
Take a wild guess, girlie...
2)I was today introduced to a lovely move called The Caterpillar or The Wormie, which is the breakdancing one where you lie down and lift your legs then roll down, and (if you are incompetent like me) banging first your chin then your chest then your pelvis into the groung in an exceedingly painful manner, especially if you are wearing a belt with a large buckle *winces* It's... hard to describe. People do it at discoes. I have never tried it in my life, and half an hour of trying it first on lumpy grass then on hard wood has rendered by back and arm muscles basically useless. My shoulder joints are screaming. I am supposed to do three of the damn things in a row. Hah. Add to that backwards rolls on a VERY hard floor (my NECK!! owwwwww...) and trying to lift and throw around a girl who weighs the same as me, and I doubt that I'll be able to move tomorrow. May have to do the maths test by dictation.
So, that was Gang Show for today. Had a driving lesson in the morning, much better at gear changes/steering and learned to reverse O.O Scary. Tried parallel parking. Failed miserably. Also had no time for WORK so I am now frantically finishing three pages of ray diagrams for physics. And I haven't done ANY maths revision. AT ALL. Am so screwed for this test, have to memorise all these formulae and stuff.
Bored. Hungry. SORE. Panicking about test. Wishing my inbox had something more interesting than goddamn junk mail in it. Could go and write epic emails to people in hopes of getting some in return but typing this is hurting my shoulder joints, and I REALLY need to get this physics done.
I hate Sundays.
1)The choreographer was in a bad mood and decided to be a biatch. "Ok. Do it again. Too much footnoise." "Do it again. If you don't ALL do the backwards roll and the caterpillar then you have to do it twice." "Do it again, the footnoise was HORRIBLE." "Do it again, none of you are smiling. WHY AREN'T YOU SMILING???"
Take a wild guess, girlie...
2)I was today introduced to a lovely move called The Caterpillar or The Wormie, which is the breakdancing one where you lie down and lift your legs then roll down, and (if you are incompetent like me) banging first your chin then your chest then your pelvis into the groung in an exceedingly painful manner, especially if you are wearing a belt with a large buckle *winces* It's... hard to describe. People do it at discoes. I have never tried it in my life, and half an hour of trying it first on lumpy grass then on hard wood has rendered by back and arm muscles basically useless. My shoulder joints are screaming. I am supposed to do three of the damn things in a row. Hah. Add to that backwards rolls on a VERY hard floor (my NECK!! owwwwww...) and trying to lift and throw around a girl who weighs the same as me, and I doubt that I'll be able to move tomorrow. May have to do the maths test by dictation.
So, that was Gang Show for today. Had a driving lesson in the morning, much better at gear changes/steering and learned to reverse O.O Scary. Tried parallel parking. Failed miserably. Also had no time for WORK so I am now frantically finishing three pages of ray diagrams for physics. And I haven't done ANY maths revision. AT ALL. Am so screwed for this test, have to memorise all these formulae and stuff.
Bored. Hungry. SORE. Panicking about test. Wishing my inbox had something more interesting than goddamn junk mail in it. Could go and write epic emails to people in hopes of getting some in return but typing this is hurting my shoulder joints, and I REALLY need to get this physics done.
I hate Sundays.