i want to be the sugar plum fairy

i. went. samba. dancing.

HAHAHAHAHAHA!

it's pretty funny. if i were to list down weird habits, one of them would be imagining dance routines to music i listen to. and not necessarily choreographed, Wade Robson style dancing either. oh no, that wouldn't be worth daydreaming about. i would imagine dancing to The Killer's 'Mr. Bright Side' or Say Anything's 'Alive with the Glory of Love', in the style of jive, or perhaps west coast swing dancing. yeah. mane main normal hip hop dancing. that's like, so nineties.

so yeah, i went and join Sunway's dancing club. abaikan the fact that i'm in my third and last semester, have exams coming up in a couple months and that i'll probably be malas to go to practices after a few times, me and Hani joined and went for the first class tadi. not bad!at least we did learn some stuff, did some dancing. nowhere near like how i dance imaginatively, but still. baby steps.

my kakak's back, so that's good. she got me a bunch of stuff, among them Greg Laswell's 'Through Toledo'!!!!good stuff. very gloomy, but i like gloomy. perfect rainy afternoon cd. and she also got me my very first copy of Q magazine. great la wei, just great. i loved all their interviews. they even made Daniel Radcliffe sound nice and cool.

You know when you drive past a guardhouse with a palang, and they lift it open for you, you put your hand up as a gesture of thanks? well, I was driving back home the other day, and i had to pass through the guardhouse at the entrance of the neighbourhood where i live. there was a car in front of me, so the guard pressed the button to make the automated palang thing lift up. as the car drove through, i also followed la, and gave a vague glance at the security guard and lifted my hand up. when i did, i saw him wave back at me, returning my gesture. immediately after that, as i looked back in front, i saw the palang drop back down and ker-plunked neatly on my hood.

'Aah!', i yelped, and whipped my head back at the guard. i must have looked at him with some fury, because he stumbled around for a few moments before pressing the button to lift the stupid palang up again. i gave him another haughty look, and went off. and as i reached home and was parking my car, barulah sedar that perhaps he wasn't exactly returning my gesture when he angkat tangan, he was more likely siganlling at me to stop. patutla cam enthusiastic sangat wave die. oh well. in all fairness, selalunye when there's a couple cars at once coming in or going out, the other guards know how to keep the palang up instead of having to let come down, then press the button to make it go up again for the next car. but no worries, no damage done anyway, the palang has a rubber strip at the base that absorbed the impact, so it didn't dent the hood.

I like to hum Tchaikovsky's 'Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy' everytime i see theo the bunny prancing about. just like in the trailer for The Simpsons Movie.

You know, i've been tentatively listening to club music. techno, trance, electronic. just wanted to try it out and see how far my music tastes expand. of course, i don't know nuts and can't really tell one from the other. and i don't know any musicians related to the genre except the really famous ones, so i've just been checking out a few songs by tiesto and benny benassi. To be honest, i can't really see the difference between a good dj and a mediocre one, but for some reason, i'm growing quite fond of trance music. at least, some of the trance songs i've heard so far. somehow the repetitive beat, in all oddity, is quite calming.

My favourite threat to say to someone is 'I smack you then you know'. just the right amount of humor and violence put together.

Right now it's night time and it's raining. perfect. i'm going to while the night away by listening to Badly Drawn Boy and Kings of Convenience and doing some econs questions.

update: i didn't post this yesterday, so now it's afternoon and cloudy. not listening to anything, and still doing econs questions. go figure.