Two days before class BBQ, i received a call from my best friend, ANN YEE.
Smart. gorgeous, beautiful ANN YEE.
She asked me to be one of her "Models" for her school's club Halloween Night. Apparently, there would be a runway show going on.
Ann : Sandy!!!! Do you wanna be my model for my school club event??
Sandy: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ann: PLEASEPRETTYPLEASE??!!? i NEED youuuuu!!!!! it's a very SMALL THINGY ONLY. It's really nothing!
Sandy: Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Ann: Wei,Veven and Tiff will be there. i asked them and they sort of agreed already!
Sandy: REALLY???!?! Great count me in!
Let me say this one thing
Ann.
Not smart,gorgeous and beautifull anymore!!!!!
Why?!??!?
SHE TRICKED ME!
*TOOOOTTT***
When i arrived there, there were rows of MOdelistic WOMEN with nice body and uhm...
assets.
*faints*
I've been Bodified.
The worst part of all was probably that i've never done such a shit as modeling in my entire life, and these DOLLS walked like they knew what they were doing!!!
*jaws drop to the ground, and breaks to a million pieces*
All i could think of was...
HOW THE *TOOTT* AM I GOING TO DO THIS???!?!?!?!!??!?!
Fact number 1, APPARENTLY i WAS NOT NEEDED after all.
Ann just thought they needed someone.
The *tooot*!
After awhile of stumbling around and sticking out my tongue after making a stupid move...
I finally got it right.
i think.
Wise words from Choong, the model director of directors.
"it's just like dancing"
Shoulders back, hand straight, legs crisscross, i felt like a rag doll being pulled by invisible ropes from an invisible wooden cross.
Honestly though, it was all great fun. Tiffany just went crazy with me and we started pulling stunts and dancing on the floor like NOboderderrdeee businessoh!
FIrst we did a bit of waltz(courtesy of TIffany Goh mah teacher)
Then a little bit of Square Dancing(Courtesy of Ann yee, whom taught me this a few years back HOHO)
And then some weird country dance (TIff again, she attended all this cool classic dancing classes)
Then a lot of the Sandy dance, which involve running here and there for no reason, and screaming at the top of your lungs like a red indian.
AHHHHHYEEEEOOHHHHYEEEEEEOHHHYEEEOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!yeap. Sandy dance rockz .
The best.
=D
So we were al nervously practicing for the runway.
*bites nails*
Did some camwhoring, and took picture with my darling girls =))
Like this.....
My "daughter" who is fatherless. Wei wei the lame ass monkey! =DD
And the winner of the Sandy Dance COmpetition goes tooooo.......
*paper rustling* *drumrollssss* Drrrrrrrrrrrrr......
SANDY OF COURSE MAHAHHAHAHA!!!! here's alex and me showing our move HAIYAKKKKKK!!!!!
Here are more pictures, since i didn't take any. this are all CIPLAK-ted from Mike's new camera.
click the bloody link =D >>> http://www.xanga.com/coldflame1990
WHO DARES TRESSPASS ME!!!!!!
(the one on the right is Segi's English lecturer. Apparently he came in a "costume" that my Alex claimed is "jesus")
After awhile, the runway still haven't started and we're left to mingle amongst ourself, and we're given "exclusive passes" in the form of a small bit of paper saying
"Chong's Runway MOdel"
Woooooowwwww... i think it says that, or something like that.
My memory has once again failed me... drrrrr......
ANYWAYYYSSSS...
There's only one reason, a SINGULAR PURPOSE FOR WHY I MADE A FOOL OUTTA MYSELF AND DID THIS.
Can you imagine Sandy modeling? it's like having Babies holding Rifles....
Disturbing.......
ANyways back to the sole and main reason why i decide to WILLINGLY and EXCLUSIVELY expose myself to unbearable embarassment!
HEre's Why!
These guys =)
Without you guys to there, i wouldn't have stand a chance against all those fantatastic modelistic figures.
Not to mention that i wouldn't even come. =DD
Wei Wei, Ve Ven, TIffany and lastly the evil mastemind, ANN YEEEEEE!!!
thanks for being the few shooting stars that came into my life, and stayed there for good =)
like an irritating stain on my shoes. ISH.
No seriously haha. Deep down from the bottom of my heart(i have a one, albeit small.. hehe ),
i hope we'll remain this way till we're old, cranky and arthiristically prone.
TIll we began to drink Anlene Milk with Straws cause we can't lift the cups...
Till when we were 70,we reminiscence about today, and all the days before this.
The crazy animal names, bunch of donkeys we are.
=)
Even if you guys will never see this post, even if my words never reach you...
i just want to said this to each and every one of you...
i love you!!!!!!!!
Thanks for leaving footprints that can never be wash off by Febreeze or Daia..... Thanks a lot *grumbles*
Thank You for everything =D