No weapon, homie!
Monday, December 30, 2013
Fairytale: Better than Utopia
Once upon a time, many, many years ago. There was a little Swag. It was a small and weak sheep that needed to project its insecurities on other animals. And then there was a wolf named Mojo. Swag looked at Mojo in vain, because it could not stand the fact that all forest animals would be chanting Mojo's name.
Boston T Party
It all began with a Terio dancing contest. Fully aware of my dancing varied repertoire and (in)capabilities, I knew right away that above mentioned contest is rather a slippery slope for me. The Terio is a physically highly demanding dance by the homonymous dance artist, who has recently become a phenomenon on the internet. Such complicated choreography puts fear in the eyes of other widely recognized but less talented dancers, which was the only thing that stimulated and motivated me at the time.
Sheesh, you know I owned the main stage with finesse. I was completely ironed out and my staggering performance was flat out off the charts. The whole party turned into a wilderness and everybody had to wear an electrifying t-shirt designed by me personally.
Maybe I was a bit overzealous, but all I did was rise to the occasion and seize the initiative. It did not break my stride as I had expected and I must say, it was totally worth it.
Me and Jeffrey, Elvis and Michael took all over the place and during that night I realized that when it comes to England, New is always better.
Sheesh, you know I owned the main stage with finesse. I was completely ironed out and my staggering performance was flat out off the charts. The whole party turned into a wilderness and everybody had to wear an electrifying t-shirt designed by me personally.
Maybe I was a bit overzealous, but all I did was rise to the occasion and seize the initiative. It did not break my stride as I had expected and I must say, it was totally worth it.
Me and Jeffrey, Elvis and Michael took all over the place and during that night I realized that when it comes to England, New is always better.
Semester under Review
As it pertains to interior assessment, the point that needs to be highlighted is the question of heating. If there is one thing I cannot stand, it is a heater in the classroom. For reasons unknown to me, I resent synthetic heat and I find it mostly intriguing that when spring comes, no air conditioner is turned on. Inconvenient moisture conditions all year long! This complaint has to be verified. Haha (pun intended). Benches have been to some extent clean for once, but there is still enough room for improvement.
And that Nickelback song really softened my heart & I hope that Voodoo Child is on the clock any time soon.
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