Joebreaker is the blog of a 20-yr old Pinoy student whose major failure is trying to balance his acad life with his social life. He's been learning shear forces and hydraulic equations while spending time with his buddies over bottles of beer or just killing each other off in a friendly game of DotA/Warcraft III - which explains why his allowance is usually gone by the middle of the week.
The chance of a person being struck by lightning is 1/3000000.
Tuesday night. Because I was bored and prolly because I wanted to do something to divert me from the monotonous reviewing and recalling formulas, I chilled. I got my headphones and listened to the few groovy music on my phone. You know how it is when you listen to these catchy tunes - somehow they get to your brain and your brain sends signals to your muscles to perform reflex actions, whatever they’re called. So in a few seconds I was rocking my head to the tune. My shoulders went next. I began tapping my feet. But as I anticipated what movement I might do next, a frustrating realization hit me. That’s the best I could do: rock my head, move my shoulders, tap my feet. I can’t dance.
Sure. I can bust a cool, chillin’ and freezing move. But only on that PS game Bust-a-groove. Nope not even on Dance Dance Revo, sorry. Being more of the nerd-indoor-type, I don’t really have the knack for dancing. Though in high school I succeeded in mastering the moves of Mambo No. 5 and a couple of Broadway and modern pop dances for our field demo, nothing followed. As I grew up I realized that in this art I’m more of the observer than the performer. It fits because I can only imagine myself performing supercool moves- something that can’t really happen in reality. Or maybe it can, who knows?
I’ll treat everyone I know to a burger if I can be as good as Justin Timberlake. What are the chances, right? Do you think you’d be struck by lightning first before this happens? Hehe.
Peace out.
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PS Somehow I think I can manage to dance. If you call flinging your arms around and looking like a total idiot dancing, then yes, maybe I can really dance after all.
PPS I’ve always wanted to do something like this.
