Typical Bboys act like this.

-Walking out to bus stop after DREAMS rehearsal-

Me: Is there anything you are focusing on now?
Hazrul: Airflare to standing up.
Me: I thought you can do it already?
Hazrul: I feel like doing it now. *puts down bag and does it*

-At the bus stop-

Me: ...maybe you should throw your arm further when doing swipes.
Mervin: Oh yah, okay let's try now.
Me: Now?!
Mervin: Yah now. *stands up and start doing swipes at the bus stop*

Cool right.
I think so too.

Okay this part is taken from Liujing's blog.
Too dope so I have to post it here.

Imagine there is a bank which credits your account each morning with $86,400, carries over no balance from day to day, allows you to keep no cash balance, and every evening cancels whatever part of the amount you had failed to use during the day.

What would you do?
Draw out every cent, of course!
Well, everyone has such a bank. It's name is time.
Every morning, it credits you with 86,400 seconds.
Every night it writes off, as lost, whatever of this you have failed to invest to good purpose.
It carries over no balance. It allows no overdraft.
Each day it opens a new account for you.
Each night it burns the records of the day.
If you fail to use the day's deposits, the loss is yours.
There is no going back. There is no drawing against the tomorrow.
You must live in the present on today's deposits.
Invest it so as to get from it the utmost in health, happiness and success!
The clock is running. Make the most of today.

To realize the value of ONE YEAR, ask a student who failed a grade.
To realize the value of ONE MONTH, ask a mother who gave birth to a premature baby.
To realize the value of ONE WEEK, ask the editor of a weekly newspaper.
To realize the value of ONE HOUR, ask the lovers who are waiting to meet.
To realize the value of ONE MINUTE, ask a person who missed the train.
To realize the value of ONE SECOND, ask a person who just avoided an accident.
To realize the value of ONE MILLISECOND, ask the person who won a silver medal in the Olympics.

Treasure every moment that you have! And treasure it more because you shared it with someone special, special enough to spend your time.

And remember, time waits for no one.
Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery.
Today is a gift. That's why it's called the present.

Tomorrow's DREAMS.
Saturday's Woodlands performance.
Chalet chalet chalet.
Week over.

And I FINALLY RECEIVED MY $180 FROM MOTOROLA.
I was going to write in to Straits Time or whatever to complain about Motorola not paying the Motorola S9 Mob Squad after making us bboy in public.
But yea, SO HAPPY LA TODAY GOT THE MONEY. :D

Should I point or not?
Hmm..

Peace

My flava was expressed on 3:07 AM