Heavytapz
... So that's what the Heavy Hands course my father raves and rants about is. No, it does not involve us transforming into club-wielding orges for one happy hour in the night.
Nono, its much more torturous.
It is essentially an aerobics course lasting the duration of 7 mostly horrible and tasteless songs. Its moniker is justified in the grasping of a light weight (3 pounds for me) in each hand and then proceeding to do major thigh swingy things.
Despite the wait and the entire prospect outdoor aerobics carried out in a neighbourhood to a pre-made CD, it was somewhat fun. The company of Jeremy (Nunns), Daryl, my sis and some new friends made was rather gregarious and enjoyable. There was the BSB cynic, the blur kiah and the pontianak-white one...
Hmm, none of the above descriptions apply if any of them read this, however.
We were pulling lame games on them all! The lesser known (and hence especially fun) ones such as the Light, MRT, Clocks to the popularised and infamous Black Magic. Jeremy, not being of Singaporean government-regulated education (the lucky bastard), knew nothing of the utter simplicity and grating stupidity of these games. Well, all the more fun ;]
'Heavytapz', btw, was my old self-crowned title. It is an obvious amalgamation of the words 'heavy' (go figure) and 'tapz'. 'Tapz' originated from Linus and his very unhealthy obsession with animated clips of various tapian (shit). Long story here, but ever since then, a whole host of 'tap' related prefixes and suffixes have been cleverly devised and the word is practically used as loosely/interchangeably/widely as 'fuck'.
Oh and i went TANNING on my balcony. WTF i went TANNING in MY balcony??!! Ack nevermind. Just picture me in PE shorts sleeping on a grossgusting hair-clogged carpet piece with a Newsweek over my face... This lasted for an agonising 12 songs worth of time or until it became too cloudy to continue.
There is now an extremely fine tan line on my thigh. 'Fine' being the kind of definition you get using a 1B blunt pencil on wet glass. Furthermore, instead of being ghastly white, i'm now a slightly darker white. Whoopdeedoo.
OMG and i just realised that i forgot to turn around while tanning...
Sheet guys!
Trying to look for my vertical tanline to...Break You - Marion Raven
Nono, its much more torturous.
It is essentially an aerobics course lasting the duration of 7 mostly horrible and tasteless songs. Its moniker is justified in the grasping of a light weight (3 pounds for me) in each hand and then proceeding to do major thigh swingy things.
Despite the wait and the entire prospect outdoor aerobics carried out in a neighbourhood to a pre-made CD, it was somewhat fun. The company of Jeremy (Nunns), Daryl, my sis and some new friends made was rather gregarious and enjoyable. There was the BSB cynic, the blur kiah and the pontianak-white one...
Hmm, none of the above descriptions apply if any of them read this, however.
We were pulling lame games on them all! The lesser known (and hence especially fun) ones such as the Light, MRT, Clocks to the popularised and infamous Black Magic. Jeremy, not being of Singaporean government-regulated education (the lucky bastard), knew nothing of the utter simplicity and grating stupidity of these games. Well, all the more fun ;]
'Heavytapz', btw, was my old self-crowned title. It is an obvious amalgamation of the words 'heavy' (go figure) and 'tapz'. 'Tapz' originated from Linus and his very unhealthy obsession with animated clips of various tapian (shit). Long story here, but ever since then, a whole host of 'tap' related prefixes and suffixes have been cleverly devised and the word is practically used as loosely/interchangeably/widely as 'fuck'.
Oh and i went TANNING on my balcony. WTF i went TANNING in MY balcony??!! Ack nevermind. Just picture me in PE shorts sleeping on a grossgusting hair-clogged carpet piece with a Newsweek over my face... This lasted for an agonising 12 songs worth of time or until it became too cloudy to continue.
There is now an extremely fine tan line on my thigh. 'Fine' being the kind of definition you get using a 1B blunt pencil on wet glass. Furthermore, instead of being ghastly white, i'm now a slightly darker white. Whoopdeedoo.
OMG and i just realised that i forgot to turn around while tanning...
Sheet guys!
Trying to look for my vertical tanline to...Break You - Marion Raven
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