No, I don’t mean going to nightclubs. Last time I went to one of those, I had an interesting conversation with a crack addict about how his friend Purplie was getting him down. I mean joining one of U of T’s many clubs.
The university offers many clubs and groups that range anywhere from the Student’s Christian Association to the Society of Students for the Advancement of Jesus. I decided to definitely join a club this year after taking a break from them for, well, my entire life. At first, I thought about joining the volunteers club but that required working for the better of mankind, and that could’ve hurt my chances of getting into law school.
I decided to seek out the more athletic clubs. Basketball looked fun but l don’t got game. Hockey seemed enjoyable but I prefer having my neck bone intact. One by one, I passed on clubs until I came across the most obvious choice, Capoeira. I know some of you expected line dancing, shame on you.
In case you’ve never heard of it, Capoeira is the Brazilian art of winning dance competitions. Developed back when the country was being colonized, it was designed to look like a dance to not only deceive their invaders, but to also make their captors jealous because they had no rhythm.
I acquired an interest in the fighting style when my brother showed me a video of a Capoeira competition. It mostly consisted of five year olds doing back flips up to six feet into the air and then breaking titanium beams with the heels of their feet. As soon as I saw it, I decided that one day, I will kill a man with my pinky toe or, failing that, with any of my other toes. Except the big toe, because that would be cheating.
Sadly, I got sidetracked by school, friends, NBC’s fall lineup and that aspiration was forgotten. When I learned that U of T was offering it as a club, you can imagine my shock. I’ll just give you a moment to imagine it. done? No? I’ll wait.
In conclusion, join a club or do stuff with your friends that doesn’t necessarily involve “owning” a “newb” in a multiplayer “game”. You can get a lot from trying new things. I plan to take my up-and-coming Capoeira skills and make my own crew (made up of me, Skeet, Mo, RJ, Big-RJ and Gand-to-the-izzalf). Now, if you’ll excuse me, Scrubs is on and I can’t get enough of Dr. Cox’s endless attacks on J.D.’s dignity.
One last thing though. Purplie if you’re reading this, then leave Hector alone! It’s your fault he’s hooked on the stuff!
