this was no chicken. this was evil manifest.

I cried "corn beef" in a demonic voice in front of people I'd just met. If that tells you anything about me...
Other than that, the name is Nabilah Johari who goes by her days embarrassing friends with her shameless antics.

you just gotta give martial arts some lovin'

Friday, August 17, 2007 7:25 PM

It started out with a feeling that has been long gone and lost. Today did. After all that, this Friday felt like ages I didn't have. I swear I hadn't had a proper rest this week and last. It felt like decades the last time I woke up late past noon. Now I feel refreshed just like this apple I just took from the fridge. :]

Went online right after I showered and the house sounded so quiet. Not the peaceful type of quiet but cemetery-like. It was not one of the situations I'd like to be thrown into. Everywhere seemed to be scared and not utter a word. It's damn creepy, I tell ya.

Around, well almost 3 mom wanted to go watch this Aikido demonstration at Pusat Belia by some black belts from Malaysia, Japan and some place else. Actually Dad wanted to watch it and mom only tagged along.

On arriving there there wasn't a huge bustling crowd in the gym but quite a number came. There was not that many spectators at first, but that changed quickly when a crooked line of young bald army dudes marched in. I know I have a thing against these kind of men. First thing that came to mind about the military servants is that they're waayyy perverted for their own good.

They came in a plenty and sat surrounding my family and I so upon looking at the stage I could see a sea of smooth round bulges. HAHAHAHA! Seriously they were bald and tall so I couldn't see much of the Aikido demonstration.

It was scorching hot that my hair frizzed. GOD, everyone didn't had a comfortable time watching it with the oven hotness inside the Pusat Belia. But the demonstration was quite cool though that I might consider on taking part of it. 'Tis amazing that the beautiful grace could be so lethal... to the joints and muscles. Ouch. The thumps and thunks were really loud when the professional senseis threw the ukes around.
And really when the guest of honour mentioned the three guys he'd combat with as his ukes cracked me up. HAAAAAAA~ I suppose that Zati and I could only understand the humour in that. He's the seme and the three youngens are his ukes. Yep, how interesting can martial arts can be.

After that, we walked out and I bumped into Zul. He was there for his usual Wushu training, and he had a long stick in his hands. He once mentioned to me that the stick is quite useful to hit someone's ass hard to the point where he'd limp with an aching ass. HAH! Seriously, martial arts is just interesting. Period. :]]]] Stick, ass, limping. Yup. Very interesting.

Then I got to watch some of the Kendo training held near the pool, and damn, I pity the trainees for wearing thick attires on such a windless, roasting day.

Well I guess that's all for now.

Bye-bye. Live, love, HUG. "The Universe touches you when you touch each other." HAHAHA! Fuuuck. Got that from hugdoctor.com.

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