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CAP Snippets 2 to 6

Tuesday, June 10, 2008 @ 11:01 pm.

Snippet 2:

Here's how you play the bottle game. It's hard to put it in writing, but yeah. Bottle Game! I may post a video later. If possible.
1.(preparation) Put the bottle on the table in front of you.
2. Clap two times.
3. Slap your hands on the table rapidly, right, left, then right hand.
4. Clap once.
5. Pick the bottle up and slam it down on the table again.

That's one part. This part's much trickier and has at least two variations:
THE SAFE VARIATION
1. Clap once, then pick up the bottle with your right hand. When you pick up the bottle (or before or after it doesn't matter), hold your left hand in a fairly perpendicular manner. It's easier to understand the next part if you do that.
2. Still holding the bottle in your right hand, hit the bottom of it against your left hand, and then the cap against the table.
3. This is a rather tricky part to perform/remember, depending on how good you are. You have to switch hands. Do this by putting your left hand below/above your right hand (I usually do below) on the side of the bottle. Now remove your right hand. You should now be holding the bottle in your left hand.
4. Finally, slam your right hand down on the table so it lands near the left of your body, then cross arms and bring down the bottle, bottom down, on the other side, so you end up with your arms crossed, holding your bottle with your left hand. If your left arm is twisted it's okay too. Let go of the bottle and repeat step 1 to 5.

THE DANGEROUS VARIATION (we weren't allowed to do this version in case of accidents)
1. Clap once.
2. Grab the bottle with your right hand and throw it up in the air.
3. While it is in the air, clap once.
4. Catch the bottle with your left hand.
5. Repeat step 4 of The Safe Variation.

And on top of all that, you have to do it with a beat with an upbeat. Like this, basically:
F - first part
S - Safe Variation
D- Dangerous Variation
Suffix numbers (E.g. D4): Steps

4 F2
-
1 F3
2 F4
3 F5
4 S1/ D1
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1 S2/D2,D3
2 S3, S4/D4,D5
3 Finish S4/Finish D5
Snippet 3:
FREAKY BLOG-STALKER

Snippet 4:
You see, we were all doing group poems in Michael Corbidge's poetry workshop (he didn't tell us HOW to write poetry because that's what we all do in school anyway and we should all know how to), and we were originally supposed to write on "Healing Silence", the theme of the camp. One of the ideas where to attain silence was when you were in the toilet. Somehow, one of the group poems later turned up with the line "the philosophical deliberation of your own urine".

Hence my Personal Message.


Snippet 5:
In Jill Dawson's prose writing workshop, she wanted us to go out during the break and describe things, like a corner or a toilet or a wall. So I decided to do a wall in the seminar room. It's amazing how much character a wall can take on, especially this one. This one had its very own skin, with eczema, scars, piercings, pimples, even a cleft.
Snippet 6:
In Felix Cheong's workshop on Fiction Writing, he shared with us a short story he had written. It took him only five minutes or so he said, but in my opinion it is phenomenal.

And yes, I did just type all this out.

One summer day on New Year's Eve in America, Glenda, who was 16, was out doing her school project on people who had gone missing around Psycho Hill. There was a house up there and it was rumoured to be haunted. She had received the project brief in college and she suddenly realised that was what she had always wanted to do!

"It will help me practise my extrasensory perception," she thought to herself as she removed her body-hugging tights, called the tutu, after her ballet class. She waved goodbye to John, who liked her but could never get close enough to her.

John was a loner. After suffering a lonely childhood in which he received many beatings from his parents, he decided he no longer believed in God.

So quietly one night, without making any sound, he moved out of the house. John did better in school after that. He gained in confidence and decided he wanted to be Glenda's boyfriend.

Somehow, Glenda felt nothing for him. But she continued to help him pay his apartment rent, because she took pity on him.

On the day he left to join the navy, John promised to send her a message in a bottle if she waited on the beach. The next day, she waited at the beach and immediately found a long love letter in a bottle. It was written just before an Iraqi bomb landed suddenly on his ship. John died!

Glenda was sad for a while, especially after she found out that John was her half-brother. But she knew life had to go on, since that was one of the things her mother had taught her before she had died after giving birth to her. "Glenda, " her mother said with her last breath, "life has to go on. You will remember this when you grow up."

And Glenda did. Her mother had the ESP power to see dead people too, but somehow she didn't see her own death!

After years of seeing dead people and getting chased by ghosts for no rhyme of reason, especially during the Seventh Month, Glenda got used to it.

Meanwhile, she got lost on her way up Psycho Hill but she continued forward, using her ESP powers. She quickly found important clues about the missing people in the haunted house. They were very important clues and Glenda immediately knew she had to hand them over to the police!

Within a day, after the police had gone through the clues and found the missing people, Glenda became a celebrity. The mayor of the town was so pleased with her that she gave her a scholarship to study forensic medicine at the FBI academy! She finally got the recognition she had desired and deserved.

*NOTHING WAS CHANGED. Including names etc.

After that, he told us to list ten things that were wrong with that piece. Feel free to comment on this piece with YOUR list!







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