Now, before I begin my post, I must first check up the dictionary what "stigma" means. note: this is what spawned the left/right brain meme /note
Hahahaha. Yeah. To this date, "stigma" remains a huge word to me and I always assumed that I knew what it meant... But ever since a big episode with a person in the past due to the misuse of the word 'patronize'...I stopped assuming I knew what a word meant.
Oh my papa, I just realised I didn't know what stigma meant after all!!!
stig·ma
/ˈstɪgmə/ Show Spelled[stig-muh] Show IPA
–noun, plural stig·ma·ta /ˈstɪgmətə, stɪgˈmɑtə, -ˈmætə/ Show Spelled[stig-muh-tuh, stig-mah-tuh, -mat-uh] Show IPA, stig·mas.
1. mark of disgrace or infamy; a stain or reproach, as on one's reputation.
2. Medicine/Medical .
a. a mental or physical mark that is characteristic of a defect or disease: the stigmata of leprosy.
b. a place or point on the skin that bleeds during certain mental states, as in hysteria.
3.Zoology .
a. a small mark, spot, or pore on an animal or organ.
b. the eyespot of a protozoan.
c. an entrance into the respiratory system of insects.
4. Botany . the part of a pistil that receives the pollen.
5. stigmata, marks resembling the wounds of the crucified body of Christ, said to be supernaturally impressed on the bodies of certain persons, esp. nuns, tertiaries, and monastics.
6. Archaic . a mark made by a branding iron on the skin of a criminal or slave.
Okkkkaaayyyy. So what did I mean to say...
...I'm not changing my title though! Cuz it sounds nice!
Okay, since I can't find the word, I shall just describe what sparked this thought.
As you may or may not know, Liz recently completed her girls hip hop dancing class. I think some of you saw me demonstrating her octopus upper torso rotation routine, but no matter.
She was due to have an assessment some Sundays ago, but because she had stage fright, she decided to delay her demise by a week so none of her classmates can witness her powerful ceiling fan prowess at work.
So, she tried to do some last minute practice at home, in the room. Yeah, as you can imagine, I was in the room too. SO! She played the Britney Spears "Circus" song, and started to wobble. I could see that from the reflection on my monitor, so I spun my head around. If my eyes had powers, they stun and tickle.
"EH! DON'T LOOK!" she scolded while holding her stomach and trying not to laugh. By the way, why do some people hold their stomach when they're laughing? Is that a practice of their oh shiet I forgot the English name for it, dan1 tian2? Was it called diaphragm?
And by the way (x2), have you EVER noticed that the clothes shop at Tampines Mall facing the short traffic light, and beside the Levi's shop, have very strange mannequins? (I forgot what that shop is called) ALL the mannequins put a hand over their stomachs, like one whole row of diarrhoea victims.
HAH! I bet I lost you in your my previous paragraph.
So back to my main story.
I turned back to look at my monitor, and having realised that I obtained a new power for my eyes, I spun around and looked at her again, getting another "HEY/OI" and a paused performance.
So, pretending to be cooperative, I stopped looking...and started watching via the reflection on the monitor. Hahaha you looked like an Ancient Boa jumping around, Liz...
Then she went for assessment and had an anti-climax ending to her 10 week long with many lost classes dancing class.
Now, I didn't pay this thought much attention until one day when I was in my office toilet. (Why there, I don't know.)
Before Liz signed up, she asked if I want to join. But I didn't want to burn my Sunday afternoons for some wriggly jumping, so I declined.
...But what if I signed up?
I think we'd spend 10 weeks looking at each other via the mirror and holding our stomachs and laughing and rolling over as a new form of dancing?
I mean, if she cannot even let me watch her dance, then how the toot are we going to go through 10 classes unscathed???
...Thank god I didn't go. Uber waste of money man... Hahahahahahahahaha.
And this happens only because we know each other. :O We probably could care less if we didn't know this person. I can bet 100% I'd laugh if Li Hong started doing girls hip hop (albeit for a completely different reason). Okay, I wouldn't laugh watching Hui Qin dance, but I think she'd fall over and die from embarrassment first, and that's when I laugh. :D
So yeah. Why?? Why do people laugh when someone they know starts doing something as normal as dancing???
...Wow. I just recalled something absolutely retarded. At 4am in the morning, Huizhen and I loaded a youtube mtv of Nobody/Gee. I was concentrating as much as my 4am brain could manage to do what the jiggly girls were doing on screen while Huizhen was busy laughing her bums off at me. Wow how did I not break down at the sight of her laughing. How odd.
Okay. Maybe it's the people involved, not so much cuz you know me I know you we know everybody.
Hahaha. How interesting. Lalala (I don't know how to end the post so I shall spam nonsense)
OMG!
14 years ago
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