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spun

jh — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 06:15:57 +0000

This morning on my way to work I was typing out the steps for last evening's salsa class, and I thought to myself, salsa's like spinning a basketball. You know how the thing about spinning a basketball on the tip of a finger? Yes you know that. (I like asking questions in this manner. Instead of Qn: "You know something?" Jh: "no." ) Anyway, yeah like those act cool teenagers and NBA guys and they can do that trick which I most definitely cannot. It probably isn't good for my nail polish anyway. Just joking. Yes so when a person spins the basketball on the finger, what is involved? He focuses alot of effort on balancing it on the finger, which involves a constant regular firm spin and constant adjustment of the hand/finger to place it on the centre of gravity. It's about getting it to be stable and pretty and even, instead of a super strong and wobbly spin, instead of using as much force as possible. The person is, well, showing off how beautifully the basketball is balancing and spinning, and how pretty it looks. And then you can add in some posing, to look cooler, and some fancy Nike apparel, and a pose.

The most important thing: Don't drop the ball.

Yeah so that's about sums up salsa: spin the girl as nicely as possible. and make it look good.

Monocled

jh — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 01:36:14 +0000

Woke up with Rose, rode to work with Monocle, got handed a banane and brewed a tumblr of green tea: what a great start to the day. -jh

[i know its abit bizarre to be quoting myself, but what the heck. the photos arent up to my standard but phone cameras are just unbearable. i want a 60D, with microadjust]

Sandcastle

jh — Mon, 30 Aug 2010 10:38:27 +0000

[Comes with movie spoilers]
Here's a post in plain English, you must be relieved. Watched Sandcastle with Jeremy. It's a local Singaporean movie. Maybe not yet a Cannes winner but still not bad.
It's about student activism, about those Chinese school communism-linked riots that the govt likes to harp on. In a way, all the racial and political and social issues that we have put behind us in order to focus on our mercenary goals and build our soulless reddot empire across the world. Or rather, that's one way to describe racial harmony.
What I liked best about the movie was the singlish. It had a very pure and straight sounding singlish that wasn't casual or whiny or beng-ish. But rather it was simply a clean mix of English, mandarin and dialect. I don't make much sense here.
I love how the young generation have such a good grasp of English and at the same time be so uncomfortable with Chinese. It sorta makes us distinct from other generations.
En's grandparents died too. Why.

Monday

jh — Mon, 30 Aug 2010 10:26:13 +0000

I woke up early today, as if glad to be Monday instead of Sunday. And it rained and was overcast as if the weekend was over in tears and no one could speak a word in the rain; nor be heard. It rained Monday on Sunday.

jh — Mon, 30 Aug 2010 06:21:54 +0000

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jh — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 10:54:11 +0000

"I wish I didn't care as much. Then it wouldn't hurt as much."

Hey

jh — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 10:40:10 +0000

Hey hey hey you,
Hey you there who, who I..., I don't know.
Nothing.

Maybe I should just spam quotes too

An after work surprise

jh — Wed, 25 Aug 2010 16:23:33 +0000

why

jh — Mon, 23 Aug 2010 17:51:30 +0000

Sometimes I just lie in bed in the darkness and wonder how come, why, and how is it worth it

爱心餐

jh — Mon, 16 Aug 2010 04:04:38 +0000

my very heartwarming steak tartare. what a cute chef. =) in a rather, how to describe..., endearing restaurant with endearing waiters. at Lausanne. can't recall the name but it was in the lonely planet book and its in the middle of town. a cafe by the sidewalk, very french like. classic decor, curly words as you can see on the table, middle-aged male waiters who really know their stuff and feel like they grew up with the restaurant. they, peculiarly exhibit this feeling of casualness. it comes across in the way they feel so at ease letting you sit wherever you want, order whenever you want, how they are not afraid of giving too good or too bad service, how he doesnt bat an eyelid when a non-french speaking asian family enters and i order steak tartare, how he recommends their house wine selection and doesn't really make a big deal out of anything.

how they can serve mains, fondue chinoise - which is our steamboat, they can have guests come and eat buns or sandwiches i cant remember, they can have delicately laid out dishes paired with plain cutlery and glasses.

i guess it comes from experience. its abit like how when you invite a friend over to your house, for some people you need to worry about what to feed them and entertain them. for some people they can readily make themselves at home and are very comfortable around and you dont need to conjure up something to entertain them, they'll somehow find something to do or there'll be some common ground.

its that inexplicable savoir-faire, savoir-vivre. ya know.

ok it's Le Vaudois, haha. with an amusing website http://www.levaudois.ch/