heres our 3 days studying madness hahas (: Having poon around makes you bimbotic.Geez hahas and i want my Starbucks photo you took. We rock cause we don't let school and tests tie us down.Bus etq is like DOWN yeah (:

She forced me to take this hahahas :X

Addictive (:

Queen of Qweenz (:

Breaking!! An all b-girls crew! DOPE!They have seriously proved guys wrong in saying that breaking is only for guys no matter how they compare. See derrick, not only popping can be done on streets k.Breaking is a street style dance.I don't care hahas (: When i'm like seriously done with my Diploma i'm going to fly to japan for classes and learn from their dance culture.We will only learn and have the urge to improve when we are in a competitive environment.Which will in turn forces us to be like the others who are way better than you. As quoted by Ryan.

How breaking came about?
Disc Jockeys would take the rhythmic breakdown sections (or "breaks") of dance records and string them together without any elements of the melody. This provided a raw rhythmic base for improvising and further mixing, and it allowed dancers to display their skills during the break.

Break dancing, in its organized fashion seen today, may have begun as a method for rival gangs of the ghetto to mediate and settle territorial disputes. In a turn-based showcase of dance routines, the winning side was determined by the dancers who could outperform the other by displaying a set of more complicated and innovative moves such as the toprock, downrock (also known as footwork), power moves, and freezes.See, we don't abuse violence when we settle an issue.We bruise the ego. >:)

Hahas wanna know more? Go to Wiki (: I love ghetto and whacking.Courses starting soon! Yeah~Locking is in my list too.

Omg my tragus hurts LIKE _ ok i have no adjective for it hahas.But its JUST DAMN PAIN :/

12 more days and ima out of TAS (:
Memories memories, a treasure trove of them.I danced like a singing lark today, or shall i say i soared like an eagle. So free and i was so happy. Made me completely immersed in the bubble i secluded myself from the rest and my 20 chapters thick pile of Bus Etq notes.Life is never a bed of roses if you don't act.Its attitude and your perspectives that give you the bed of roses.I've learned so much at TAS. To be self-less, to care more for others and to turn my Monday blues into an awesome time spent with friends.I love every moment of it.

The ultimate list to complete when the hols comes. You know we want it Poonie! hahas 5 kg.Its been a joy to have you as my study partner, classmate and train buddy, all the bubble tea cravings and non stop gossiping/ bitching and impromptu events where we went to pierce our tragus :D and so much more.Back to Tp, don't ever forget the happy times we had at TAS!! <3

Its FINALLY OVER!!! My sleepless nights, all the tremendous cab fares,carpet burns,blue blacks, abrasions and absent markings from tutors.Nothing much to say as everything is contained in satisfaction and fulfillment.If i were to name it one by one,i would be spoiling it.I shall only express myself on stage.Thats where i belong.It felt like a second home to me.AND oh yes! hahas i loved addicted.It was like so many prince charming on stage hahahs.Guys really look good when they wear white.On the other hand, many of the girls were so touched backstage by Lorencia and Raazmy's item.They teared. I wished i could dance like that, making people feel what i do.That is really an accomplishment.

SHOUT OUT: Special thanks to: Weiliang and Ryan Derrick Audd and Yunn Hafiz,Charmaine,Kelly and Vincent Adam,Cindy,Rayner and Zhuo hwa Olivia for your encouragements, Carolyn for your undying love hahahs :X and all the other messages. Love <3 THANKS FOR COMING. REALLY APPRECIATE IT (: hope TPDE had put up a great performance for you audiences.Lastly, i'm going to get my deserved rest. *Bows* PICTURES (: urh my cam died on me again :/ tsk hahas shall get the rest from others.

Jean !! (:
Scrunchy Scrump face :X
Oh you want broadway?We give you some hahas :D

Jean, Brani and Shuting

Oh brani, you seriously failed at the scrump face but you rock at eating off the floors :D

We rock like kukunehnehs \m/

Xiangying, your cinead is DOPE (8

Love the sunflower!!!! Thanks !

Evelyn (:

First performance is always memorable especially when it means so much to me.I was thinking of all the flashbacks before the music played. So much emotions conveyed. I left my heart out there yesterday. I want to be on the stage forever till the day i die.

p/s We don't cling, we move on. Because we deserve better and we wil be better when we let go of certain things along the way.Thats how we grow. Its easier said than done. But if you did, you will see things in another perspective.Sometimes, there are so many misunderstandings left unsaid. As time goes by, you will find that its no point in saying it anymore because its worthless.Thats all ive got for you charmaine. If he really loved you , he would't be saying that he have no freedom.Suffocating if you still hang on.Let go and you will be able to breathe again.

A good read.

I turn to books these days.

Metaphorical

w/e

Words can't express how i feel these days.
I shall read to understand more why humans are so fcking ugly at times.
When a person dies, no matter how much console is given.The person is just not there anymore so just save your breath really.Listening is so much better than empty talking.Empathy; do you not know of this word? Put yourself in others' shoes.The right sizes.And not forcing yourself into a shoe that's not your size.If it obviously doesn't fits, just walk away.
Funerals are fcking depressing.

2 months
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when you are so close to the end of the road, but you just wanna give up..


I was brought into a world where Cinead turns , Pirouettes and Allegro existed. Before i was teleported into it, i was doing snares and isolations. The best of both worlds? IDTS.

DREAMS in 2 more days. Not 4 not 3 but 2 more days.Everyday is spent from 6pm to 12am dancing and more dancing.Stage run and new floor work choreography.I've got the worst knee scrapes and floor burns.But plasters do the trick.I feel like i'm living everyday for the people around me or the events that are happening around me. Getting and purchasing tickets are major chores since the ass One stop Service Centre closes at 5.30. Hello? i'm at Sentosa yo TAS NOT TP! >:/ GRR wheres my bitetoy!Its not easy k if you think you are just paying for the ticket? I on the other hand tried my very best to get all tickets for you guys so please don't disappoint me by not coming :( .

Aye, change of choreography 2 days before the show. Not a wise move but if all of us put in that extra effort you know the 吃奶的力气? hahas Then i'm really sure we can make it for the show. Yesterday, bleeding love was done.I could feel all of us moving as one. (; That really put a smile on my face that i've been trying to put a facade on .To pretend that i'm not tired when motherfucking shit, i really am. I CAN'T wait for this week to end. Where Attraction Mgt would be down and Jap test tmrow GAHHHHHH :/ not touched a bit. Mum says i'm like overstressed and should stop JAP. BUT i'm like so close to inter 4!!!! I will try my best to stuff all the かんじs and translations into my brains.Regurgitate yesterday, all that i ate.My stomach is going against me. Please be good, after this week we can have a proper meal.

For a moment or two, when i was on my way home in the cab i pictured the scene in "What Happened in Vegas".The part where Cameron Diaz just sat at the beach at the lighthouse for a day and she said she didn't had ta satisfy any other wants or needs of others. It's just self pleasure. I want that day to come. I want to not have to rush to Tp everyday from Tas just to satisfy the choreographers or to make the whole routine work. Its teamwork so we all have to be there.I don't want to have to wake up real super early for tutorials like accountings on Mondays at 9 am. Screw you inventories and FIFO AND LIFO. I don't want to have to reach home at 12 am and still have to sit in front of the comp to edit projects.


I want my light house.BADLY.Who's willing to take me away from this sucky world of mine? :/ *sulks*

since i'm like gonna have to remember this concert, let me take a picture of my very precious souvenir on my knee that has brought me much er........'joy'. Its every dancer's minimum gift. hahas (;

Baby blue black at the side some more -.- free complimentary.My body clock goes tick tock tick tock like the reggae piece. MAJOR screwed up.

Grab me a backpack and i'm ready to go where ever you bring me, anywhere but here.

Seems like 8 years is just nothing to you at all. Come to think of it, you can't even be bothered to watch me dance. Whats the point in talking to you. Bye to whoever you are, my dearest friend. Bye if you haven't realise, this shall be the last time i'm tolerating your nonsense.

All it takes is just someone there important to me watching me grow and finally perform even if it is just 2 mins on stage or 5 mins or whatever, that person has a very special and significant place in my heart.Friends are like sailing ships that sometimes brings me out of this world.You are just one of those that sailed away.

Approximately 2 more months, i will be out of TAS.( Sounds a little like i'm coming out of jail but i'm not hahas (: ) Time flies when you are having fun. It sure does. So fast that you won't even notice how much you have experienced. I'm completely clue-less as to where ahead is my future.
Which reminds me of the conversation i had with mum before she left," what will you do for the rest of your life if you were not tied down by educational or money issues?? For this moment, this instance, don't care about anything,what would be your ambition??"

I wanted to be the best hip hop dancer and travel around the world to teach and share my love for it. She just nodded and i knew deep down that wasn't the answer she was looking for.

I realised in our years in poly, its really hard to find a true friend. Don't get me wrong by saying its impossible to find one, but for my case, our course changes class 2 times in a row. Just when i'm all comfortable around my group of friends now, i have to break the ice all over again.I'm sure gonna miss the slack around vivo after school days, the "awesome" (as always quoted by Miss Cindy Poon herself hahas) train rides that we took always from vivo to Pasir ris.Thanks for accompanying me all the way home everyday without fail. I love all the small aunty, gossip,bitchy conversations we had hahahs.Plus the endless bubble tea and small cravings what nots. Piercings on Monday k don't forget! Woman, please don't ever wander your mind too far away, but if you do, you know i'm always here to encourage, listen or give you advices.Don't forget me k after we separate in sem 2.2 . Excel in ticketing and i will bring you good food from culinary ((: I'm gonna miss my group mates, 2k04 and all the nights we spent at my house chionging project and eating my mum's home cooked food. Take care and once and for all, let's cross this last hurdle.


but you know it doesn't mean our friendship ends when the sem ends.It's unavoidable that we are gonna spent lesser time together but we can always meet up for that KBOX session. You know you want it (: LOVE

Mum the domestic drama mama is enjoying herself in Korea. Her itenary today is HOT SPRING and ski resort. My itenary for the day, to revise my Resort Opt lectures. BOTH GOT RESORT. but you know the BIG DIFFERENCE. Can't wait for her to come home :/ I'm sick of eating cauliflowers from Mon to Fri. ( Since that's the only veggie mum taught the maid to cook since she came eeck)

I need pillow fights. Those that makes you zonked out when the pillow comes smacking right at your face. Stress i know, but i want fun at the same time we are having stress. That is something we always overlook.

Dreams
Dance is like freedom.But i just don't see it in this item no matter how hard we try. period

ending off with a tray of cupcakes to cheer me up. :/

Cupcakes are like the best birthday gift ever (: I shall do them for all my girlfriends in the year of 2008.

Watching Ugly Betty makes me hungry. "Hey chica you forgot your cupcakes! " and "What ? Georgeous doesn't just happen?!" i simply love HILDA. (: I want to be optimistic and i want to be happy. This shall be my goal.

I hope next year we get to do cupcakes in the kitchen <3 Or cereals like this (:

Have you ever felt like you've put in so much effort to plough the rice fields but just one flood can wash it all away?

Have you ever gave up so many opportunities and sacrifice so much time and all you get back is nothing but misunderstandings?

Have you ever been so tired that you feel like your body can break and snap just like a twig?

So exhausted that even giving up will not mend back the wasted energy?

Last night, i felt it all.The gastric was there to accompany me.It hurts so bad i could feel it churning and scraping the sides of my stomach just by breathing or walking.

But one person really made me felt better by just listening.People can ask:" How are you feeling, are you better?" but you know sometimes they say it just because you were sick.Saying it just because they had to.I believe in those that really listens rather than empty concerns. Thanks dr, i really appreciate it.Thanks Olivia and Ln for accompanying me all the way to cheers to get hot Milo to wash down the pain and constantly reminding me to eat.Don't ever feel like its gonna be the last time we can perform, you know by giving up now doesn't mean all the retarded things we did are not remembered.I do cherish our crazy moments during practices.So girl don't ever give up . I still hope deep down you would change your decision you made last night.I know there are so many assignments on the line, but if dancing is a burden then you have overlooked at the fact it actually brings life into life.

I know i always feel like confiding to another person is very burdening for the other party. I'm more of a listener than someone who pours out all her feelings hence i don't speak much of all my difficulties.Confiding would be my last resort, i will always try to solve the problems myself.But last night,i'm nothing but vulnerable and needed someone to listen to me.Someone to tell me everything is going to be alright and i just have to cross this hurdle to feel better.Then again, giving up was never in my dictionary to begin with.I guess i just need someone to be there constantly to support whatever i do and never question if what i did was gonna be worth it or not.So thanks dr for listening and saying that you will be there to watch me dance and ask me to take the break i deserved. I need constant reminders like that to actually know how far i've damaged my body in the process of pursuing something.I guess i really need a break but that certainly doesn't mean that i'm giving up.From now on, i shall only talk about the good things i've experienced in dance and not how it disappoints me.Thanks buddy ! (:

I'm gonna so catch this after watching the trailer. Its in the theaters on the 24th of July (: But i have a feeling its not gonna be scary. Just those kind of loud noises and random shocks. But i still wanna watch it since its like the one out of two horror movies released this July. :/ Come to think of it, its JULY , the ghost festival. Directors have came up with movies for Siamese twins, Dummies, Puppets, Dolls, Wig, Dead unborn children but why no movie on Hair extensions? I would totally catch it if the plot is good. Like having someone's dead hair on your hair. I wanna write in my own horror movie plot if nuffnang decides to hold some writing competitions. It would be interesting.

People come and stay while some just leave.Those that stay may not be the ones you can trust either.Humans are selfish. That is the ugliest thing we have in common.Memories, i don't really give a damn actually.Its what now that counts.I've learned at the end of the day, you can only trust yourself and no one else.This shall be the last post till the 25th which is the concert day.Expect a whole post of overloading fulfillment and satisfaction and like 328479738 camwhore photos. Till then, bitches.

Let's talk about "getting use to something" tonight. As it comes to an end and as i await the morning sunrise where i hit the sack to my comfort solace and rejuvenation.

Yes, i had a taste of a fruit called " Demoralising" and an after taste of sweetness called " Team spirit" all in a Friday night.3 whole weeks just flew by without me noticing it. 3 weeks of my life dedicated to nothing but the urban routines that just keep sapping my energy.Leaving what i am now, nothing but a severely exhausted soul.

Now wait, i'm still breathing. Don't get me wrong. I'm breathing on my strength, i'm depending on my " you'll get use to it, liting";constantly ringing in my head. I hold on to a rope called " determination and perseverance". Most of all, i'm slowly getting use to this life of mine. Which many just don't seem to understand how tired can it be. It's really alright, cause it doesn't matter how others think anymore.

Now, the current mind of mine has nothing left but to depend on my own will of releasing every stress bit by bit when it comes to the weekends. It's not easy. I've suffered the after effects and symptoms such as a fever , lost at first then became a cracked voice and my very last bit of strength to cope with what's on my "menu".The main course, yes the beef is getting hard to chew.The dessert, its a sour lime sorbet that cuts my tongue. Its hard to digest, i might get indigestion. But, i'm still swallowing it down. Why?

I've been questioning that to myself repeatedly. All in a word called, passion.Yes, this word is so powerful you just don't know it. Its like an elixir to all my injuries. It's like a helix or even some magic that can never be penned down in words. I feel it flowing in my blood. Once i get it, its hard to get out. But that thought of giving up has never crossed my mind.

2 more weeks. That 2 hours on a stage.Its either recognition, a standing ovation, a bow or i leave the stage feeling empty back to where i started in March.There's so much voices calling out in me. I just can't seem to find an answer.Lost i may be, but i will search for that " it".

Let's just say, if i was a flower, i would choose to be a morning glory. Dependent on its strengths and bloom from its weaknesses clinging onto its very own vine. Getting use to every turn and twine as time goes by.

Body Giving Way To My Needs

I'm sick to the bones and muscles.Every part of my body feels like its gonna give way soon. Last night,i couldn't sleep. I was shivering.I was huddling myself in every possible way i could to keep warm.

Woke up this morning with a severe headache and sore throat.The moment i lift my head up from the pillow, i felt something throbbing in my head. Just like a constant pendulum swinging back and forth in my brains.I've utterly suffered the symptoms of fatigue. The part where i'm just laying on my bed and can still feel like my muscles at my lower calf are poked by several stinging needles. It must have been the vicious cycle of dancing till late night and waking up so early in the morning for lessons. TAS and TP back and forth. Skipping of meals , lack of sleep and all the blardy tests to mug till my brains gets saturated. Now its not about where is safe to sleep anymore, its more like a i can doze off anytime in the MRT or on the bus. Speaking of which i missed my damn stop yesterday ): ARGH

I'm so damn bloody tired to the skeletons. I hope its not malaria. Because i have like several mosquito bites all thanks to the " nature" in TAS ): Fck its a SATURDAY.

In the past, its the day where i would hang out till late night with my friends. Now its a day for severe need of rejuvenation.

I'm going to sleep again. I want barley and oat porridge but mummy ain't in SG :/ As if my day can get any better ):

Second time in a week i overslept again :/ Does this means i'm too tired or something. Skipped Bus etq today hence i didn't had ta wear formal nor iron my blazer and wear those 4 inches high heels court shoe. But i most likely missed my assessment and i wanna know my results :( OK speaking of results and tests, R.O.M was a killer. Most likely scraping through this paper :/ I think dance is eating up my life. There's practice again tonight till wee hours. HURRAY !

When attraction mgt gets too boring......two girls and one cam (:

Poonie! Whats with your constipated face :D ahahhahs

Our ling ling longs longs whole day long :DD

Slacking at Tm's Atrium + Lychee bubble tea and Yakitori bento+ scaring the shits outta crabby+ Sisters and Auntie talks with YH= Brings back so much secondary school memories (:

Speaking of which, when i was filing my portfolio for Apel i found this:





OMG !
Totally forgotten that i took ballet when i was in primary one, nevertheless i sure do miss the "short pinky laces skirt and point feet turns " days <3

I jolly well know that i shouldn't be here hahas :D but oh wells. Setting aside my thick pile of R.O.M lecture notes ( a wholesome of 6 chapters),let me do some updates (:

This week's been the worst roller coaster ride I've ever rode in my entire life.

wait scratch that.

I mean major serious concussion after effects.All the ups and downs are driving me crazy. I know being a girl is like emotional always. Well in some ways, i always wanna think like a boy. You know, like the way they always just do and never think about it. Admire that.Plus the " think with their brains" and not think with their heart. If only i could do that which is most probably impossible and not likely to happen.Cause i'm a girl. Duh. But the thing is i'm a girl who doesn't shows it thats all.

So with regards to the biasedness i felt, i went home crying myself to sleep. Nonetheless, i 've decided to forget about it and just dance on that stage.Its about how i feel. Its about me performing and releasing everything i've yearned for since march.Yes its short but the emotions are so strong. I've seen ugly sides of people. Selfish they may be but its something i've always sticked with to my principles. In a team, we work together. We dance together. Its not bout just one person. Its bout doing the movements together as a whole. So when one lags behind, we help each other and wait for each other to be at the right timing.Its selfish to even have the thoughts of having the whole studio to yourself. Really. So many just don't see the satisfaction that can be achieved as a team.

I think dance is like a drug in my life. Like how i always pop those pills before i even went for lessons. A drug that i will never be not addicted for the rest of my life.

Anw, i've had the best Bubble tea today. All thanks to your recommendations Poonie.Short it may be, but i really love our train sessions.

I suddenly miss the night talk sessions with Joline :/ She must be thinking i'm MIA-ing at Studio for sucha long time. I feel so bad.I hope she works this Thursday so i can go for Bryan's Latin hip hop and talk to her at the same time :D

Ciao, and its lights off for the night.

p.s. Blisters and Bruises makes a happy soul breathe (:

Canada,New york wait for me .OMG I cant believe it! I've always wanted to see the Negara falls and Statue of Liberty :D. Ok work hard for this semester so the trip will be worth it.



They killed it. They did. Hip" Pop" is dope. Synchro.