Or if you prefer to call it,

Shine's Horny Observation Of Running Girls


I have been wanting to post this for a while, since Jaspreet dared me, but I did not really want to, until now.

Why? Cause I feel like it.

Anyways, I was supposed to be studying Econs at that time, but as usual, my head wanders.

Why? Cause of this one picture of a girl running in the textbook.
And as usual,

Big tit, white girl + my mind = sex

So yeap, as usual, today’s rant job is primarily on sex.
But sex is a major topic, and I really don’t wanna share opinions regarding different types of sex, or sex in general.

So, to narrow down, I am gonna talk about the picture alone.
So yea, the topic is,

The Analysis Of The Female Running Form

Based on observations during sports practice back in high school, movies, escaping victims of rape, bla bla, I have come to train myself to observe the different ways in which a girl run.

Guys are definitely less worth noting, cause they are divided into three very obvious groups:
a) They run like guys
b) They run like girls
c) They run like Jaspreet (remember the angel hop, people? E-mail me for more info)

Lets start with the way that girls like the one I saw in the picture run. For easy categorization, I shall label this form as

The Flip-Flop

The reason why I call this style The Flip-Flop is because of the motion of their breasts, which I shall illustrate later.

You normally see this when girls go jogging, and much more noticeably, when they have an iPod dangling on their arms.

Regarding the posture of the run, the way to distinguish this way of running from the others which I am gonna talk about is the oscillation of the tits.

Observe the following diagram. Try to imagine the girl actually running.

As depicted by the arrows, we can clearly see that one breast always go in the opposite direction of the other. And as such, its pretty obvious that this motion is balanced, as we have momentum both upwards and downwards due to the chest, and hence, this is a very common, and intuitive way in which girls run when they are jogging, as it maintains a proper posture.

But this method of running is also VERY risky, as the constant opposing motion of breasts may be a cause of dislocation from the bra. Hence, it is highly advisable that while running like this, thy shalt not wear push up bras. Wear, simple tight ones (unless you want to make me happy).

Or just wear those ugly rubbery aerobic shirts.

Next,

The Pretzel aka The Infinite Loop

This style of running is most commonly seen in movies where the girl actually run for real. It is also the method of running commonly applied when a girl is running away from a rapist (eg. the scene in that softcore porn movie with Vivian Hsu in it, running away from some asshole who dry humped her) or when they are running away from Jasp... nothing.

Regarding the distinction of it compared to the others, observe the following picture.

First and foremost, notice that the picture seems as if the girl is jogging. But don't you notice how un-natural it is?
That's because she is running using The Pretzel aka The Infinite Loop.

Why do I name them so?
Obviously, from the oscillation of the tits.

Imagine the girl running, again.
Notice that the center of the chest of the girl will move in the motion described by the black arrow.
Effectively, the entire set of jugs (the blue circle) will then move accordingly to suit the motion, which is shaped like a pretzel, OR the infinite symbol, hence the name.

I have considered the probability that the motion may not be like a pretzel, but more of like side to side, like your eyes when you shake your head, but then I realize that THAT is a different category, which I shall describe later.

Now, now, I sense that people may argue with me regarding the similarities between The Flip-Flop and The Pretzel, but to prove my point, notice the positions of the hands in both the pictures above.

Realize that the angle of which the forearm makes with the horizontal plane is different, in which The Flip-Flop is obviously higher than The Pretzel. This IS significant, as the movements of the arms is, in a way, related to the motion of the tits. I know nothing about the muscles in the chest, but there is a reason why their tits AND arms move differently.

Now, onto the next one,

The Manual Transmission

This is a very very unique form of running, as the only instances which I have observed them to happen was in high school, during sports practice when the girls sprint the 100m thingy.

And as such, I apologize that I have no picture of them, unless someone can send me a video of sports practice. But fear not, as I have a replacement picture.


The motion for this one is considerably difficult to describe. But imagine the girl above running, and the center of her tits move in the motion from point 1 to 4, then from 3 to 2, then repeat.

Yeap, you guessed it, like a gear stick in a manual car, hence, The Manual Transmission.

NO! It is NOT oscillating like The Pretzel nor The Flip-Flop!

The motions are quite jagged and not as graceful. It seems as if their tits are gonna jump out of their orbits pretty soon and fly across the field.

Another feature of this form of running is that the hands of the people tends to move parallel to each other, like swatting flies with both hands to the side of the other end (???)

As I said, this is hard to describe, they need to be seen to be appreciated (repeat: appreciated, the female form is an art).

Another not-so obvious feature is that their hair tends to swing like the image as well.
For the previous motions, the hair either moves up and down, or gracefully swing from side to side.

For The Manual Transmission, it looks like a broom. Literally. Like the picture.

This form of running is very common among 'little' girls. No, not that they don't have tits, its more like they are running like kids.

And finally, one of the MOST common in Malaysia, is

The Hormonally Deficit

Yeap. The hormonally deficit. This is pretty easy to describe. Observe the following picture.


For this motion, the girl runs like a guy. Hence, The Hormonally Deficit.

You may be surprised as to why I did not name it based on the motion of the oh-so-godly tits.

Simple.

They don't have any.
They lack the hormones.
The Hormonally Deficit.

Girls who run like this have their breasts (or whatever that's left in between their arms) moving left and right. Like a guy.

I feel a very bad aftertaste in my mouth describing this right now. Its like explaining how an 8 year old boy runs.

Girls who normally run like this are either motherfucking thin, or girls who are actually in running competitions. Or girls who are hormonally deficit.


There, that's about it. If anyone care to remind me of ones I missed, or if there are any arguments, please do reply. But of course, I expect diagrammatic and constructive proof. Go ahead and burn me, bra-tearing feminists.

The images are copied and pasted from Google images, and modified with Microsoft Paint.

I can't take 8 megapixel pictures and use Photoshop for nuts.

Here are some photographs I took of my friend, GothicChic on the 1st of August. We had our mini photoshoot mostly in the KL Railway Station, with the company of Carmen, also a college-mate of ours'. In three words the photoshoot was: Tiring, Rewarding & Fun.

Enjoy! Comments and constructive criticisms are welcomed.


Bare-faced.

Click on 'Read More' to see more photographs.... =)




Symmetry.


Stepping towards Danger.


Eyes of a Sphinx. My personal favourite.


Eyes of a Sphinx 2.


Eyes of a Sphinx 3.


At Random 1.

(I've divided this batch of photos into two parts- according to the post-processing)


At Random 2.


Carmen touched up on my 'base makeup' with purple mascara, and dark blue eyeliner.


Faces. A candid picture of both of my friends (GothicChic cannot smile widely in front of the camera, so it was nice to capture her gorgeous smile even though I focused on Carmen)


Mascara.


Eyelining.


Reject.


Reject 2.


And us! The 'Crew'! Make-up artist, model, and wannabe-photographer! I had to sit furthest back as I don't want to be a 'giant' compared to both of my friends.

I've always wanted to shoot portraits of friends of mine irregardless of their body size and facial features (even though some claimed that they're 'ugly', 'fat' and 'have pimples'). I wanted to take portraits of them so much that I promised them 'photoshoots' after I got myself a better camera with more custom settings, and when the opportunity was hurled at me, I wasted no time to start shooting.

The first photoshoot done this year (though not with my own SLR) is of Kimberly Tey, a college-mate whom I got to know better over a couple of months before, during and after classes. Although she initially hated me, and I thought she was arrogant, we're friends thanks to time, and of course, a special someone (not the lovey-dovey 'special'). Usually, we'll complete assignments and revise in the library before and after classes. However, with the arrival of my laptop, I've navigated away from the 'study' path, and she uses it to settle her business (like transferring and uploading files, blogging, etc.).


Anyway, before I start blogging issues that are off-topic, let me say that we took time off on the Thursday the 19th of July for a photoshoot. We planned to go to Tasik Permaisuri, but the location was cancelled off the plan due to *cough* certain reasons. Instead, the photoshoot was held in the safety and convenience of her home in Cheras. I purposely went to college to meet up with her, and together we had lunch in Petaling Street before taking the RapidKL bus to her home.


Little Indian girl.


Chinese uncle who sells roasted chestnuts.

As we're both real new to photoshoots, we did not have any idea what would happen at the end of the day (I didn't even put high expectations on the outcome. I just hoped they turned out alright). Nevertheless, we did find fun in being 'noobs', haha.

Presenting... *drum rolls* 'Faces of Kimberly'! (Note: She has a variety of facial expressions and all photos below were taken in the same afternoon)


Her father used to shoot slides of her when she was a child, and here's one of them... She looked like a boy, no?


Talk about imitating the past!

Yeah, we relaxed for less than half an hour before getting 'work' started as the day was oppressively hot. For Round 1, Kimberly did her own makeup, and borrowed her mom's red cheongsam...


Converted this into sepia to offer a different perspective...


Kimberly was unaware of me taking a candid shot of her, and man, she looked really happy!


Thoughts.

Unfortunately for both of us, the cleaners were watching us closely, and Kimberly's mom came back earlier than she thought. Hence, Round 1 only lasted for 10 minutes! *big sigh*

After rushing upstairs like convicts on the run, we got ready for Round 2. This time, I did makeup for her, and she was dressed in a retro tube dress and a black denim jacket. We went down to the playground to try a different location, and before we could get ourselves settled down, the place was fumigated! Choking from the fumes, we ran upstairs to continue Round 2. *big sigh*




Frames within frames


Candid shot of Kimberly. She was looking at her contact lens, haha...

Right after I released the shutter button, Kimberly felt somethingcoming out from her left eye. And guess what? Her contact lens came off! Gosh, we were unlucky! We had to get back to her apartment before things could get any worse...

So, after we got the blue makeup off from her face, and contact lens on her eyeball, we proceeded to Round 3. I wanted to capture some facial shots of her, and she gave the idea of painting a mask on her face. After Kim applied the black eyeshadow as base, I took over and 'painted' the other colours. She finished the mask off with shimmery lilac eye gel.





Feeling good in the air-conditioned room, we progressed to Round 5, where we used minimal makeup (just blusher)...


Just as she is.

She suddenly got an idea, and voila!


Big baby Kimberly!

And since Kimberly is rather obsessed about her weight (and possibly, looks), I decided to take a picture of her looking into a mirror...



*laughs*

Well, that's all I got to insert in my blog. My grattitude towards Kimberly for putting up with me for hours (and days). Without your co-operation and 'sporting-ness', we wouldn't be able to get some decent shots. Besides, we did enjoyed ourselves, eh? Haha, I quote Kimberly"'If this is how a model feels, then I'll lose alot of weight and be one instead." Were you serious, Kim?

Cheers, Hui Wen



P.S. Strangely, I didn't take any pictures with the DSLR from the 20th to the 26th... Also, my condolences to Kim, as her grandmother passed away right after we're done with the photoshoot...

Spotted this vintage car along a small alley in Pudu. I've added filters to make the pictures look more nostalgic, haha. They're of the same car, and they're of the same composition, just that the colours are different. I wanna know which brings out, screams out, shines 'Vintage' more than the other? The first, or the second? Comments and criticisms are welcomed.





Oh, I almost forgot to tell you that I took this shot from the hip, so the composition of the pictures wasn't exactly planned. Glad I didn't cut out parts of the car, haha! By the way, does anyone know what car model is this?

Sometimes, among all the forwarded emails you receive, you occasionally get gems such as these:















Cool, huh?

~verus rara avis~