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| i guess you can only learn to appreciate a free day when you're piled up
with assignments, commitments, tests and whatever crap the school has
assigned you to. so oh glorious sunday, the last day of every week, became
my salvation. it was a day of no regrets. i slept in late, woke up late, watch
cable and serials, packed my room, cooked family meals, facebook, twitter,
youtube, do anything non-academia without feeling guilty at all. i can even
indulge in food. for one day, i could eat without fats or carbo clouding my mind.
Sunday has turned into a comfort zone, a safety house where i retreat to every
week after a series of battles with books, professors, teens issues
( i aint an full adult yet.) rolling around in bed while listening to Katy Perry,
my hand reaches out for a piece of Merci (Royce ran out). this is the life that i look
forward to nowadays, thanks but no thanks to this crazy semester.
to those who are tolling through school, hang in there. it is just a few more weeks left.
yes, it is a reality check too. my first paper starts tomorrow. have you started your revision? :) - Mood:thankful
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| Recently, i finally got the chance to watch Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights.
Well, it was dirty, erotic and raw.
But that isn't my point. what got into me was the trend of every dance movie.
it dawned upon me how almost every dance movies adopt the same concept where traditional and conservative dance techniques should give way to the street style.
In the first Step Up movie, Channing HOT Tatum introduced street moves and influenced sleek moves into the ballet struts of the female lead.
DITTO for Street Dance and a million other dance shows out there.
Does it mean that the dance floor should open up for street dance instead of ballroom dancing or ballet?
yes, street dance is trending but that is not my point either.
What i took away from this revelation was learning how one should always relax and enjoy in life.
everyone seems to ask me, why do you have so many activities? This and that.
i think i found my answer.
these activities dont add up to my stress level, and i should stop complaining about them.
amidst the busy and hectic school workload, dance is what keeps me sane.
it takes my mind of all the insanity of academia.
the act of stretching alone takes away the tension in your muscles.
dancing allows me to move and sway my body according to the music.
otherwise, my body would be held high with the poise and rigor of an inflexible ballet dancer, resulting in muscle aches and tension (no offence)
JUST DANCE :D - Mood:enthralled
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| Thursday, August 26, 2010 at 7:26pm
Even when i finally threw my off-white pants into the laundry, i knew that it will take more than just a washing machine to wash away the memories that were conjured in this short period.
every stain, every crease, every mark on my jeans tells a different tale, an adventure that our team had went through together.
its been slightly more than 24 hours since i've seen them but, YES! i MISS PROTOCOL TEAM!
i MISS meeting up with cheryl at the station to take the shuttle bus service to SSS
MISS eating all our meals at the dining hall together
MISS seeing the coca cola boys refilling our refrigerator with bottled drinks
MISS getting all excited at the sight of our eye candies
MISS going through the security checks
MISS putting on our best smile as we greet our IOC members
MISS shouting "TRANSPORT" when VIPs had to get a cab
MISS "arguing" with people without a G or 6
last but not least, i MISS seeing PROTOCOL TEAM everyday!
this wasn't like AYG.
it was more than that.
Bonds were fostered.
Language was picked up.
Friends were made.
Skills were learned.
after 11 days of being a YOG workforce, you kinda gain insight into the real world.you meet the different types of people, regardless of career, race, religion or language.you realize that people may not be that easy to deal with and at the very end, you always need the support of your team to back you up. there's so much i've learned, so much i've seen. in order to volunteer my service to YOG, i made sacrifices. skipped dance practices and tuition. maybe screwed up my diet a little BUT i know that i have no regrets. None at all. Nada. Zilch. you give me another chance and i will go for it again. spending 11 days at SSS has been wonderful. EVS, Transport, Food, VYS, SEC, logistics, VOC and PROTOCOL. forever etched in my memory <3
- Mood:optimistic
- Music:Broken hearted girl
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| Wednesday, July 28, 2010 at 8:51pm
i was having doubts before this particular reunion. we were never TIGHT and I have never seen them for more than a freakin year. so yea, i had the jitterbugs! slowly but surely, everyone started to warm up, with or without the help of a bottle of Jack Daniels :D we were busy updating each other with our current lives. who's single, who's not, who's overseas, who's stuck here. and there was that CRAZY DARE! hah! i would have never expect myself to do what i did that night. alcohol does wonders to us man :D We had so much fun, singing and grooving along to the band. we were once again, a squad altogether :D
then we started reminiscing! Cause Xiang had to say that ATTENDANCE was good. I was like OMG. you HAD to use that TERM. hahahaha :D once a NP girl, always a NP girl eh? then SSICA was talking about food com and drills com. hahahaha :D oh man, as much as i hate to admit, i do miss our NP days. really. we girls went through thick and thin together. marching under the hot sun, eating bread with uncooked luncheon meat, doing PT, changing as fast as 5 minutes, outdoor cooking. i will never forget Seth Tan's words of wisdom during one of our STC's PT. "Mind over Body!" while we were slogging out at the track. come to think of it, having our reunion at Timbre@old school has its meaning too. climbing that 100 steps kinda symbolizes the type of friendship that we ever have.
i <3 you squadmates!
- Mood:giggly
 - Music:A.M 2 P.M
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| Thursday, July 22, 2010 at 12:08am
after living for 2 decades of my life, I cant help but to notice the ever increasing regrets i have in this life. i will usually start of with "what ifs" or "if only", alternatives to the mistakes that have been done. taking too many subjects for O's, choosing the wrong subject combi for A's, revising too late, spending more time with my grandfather before he passed, dating guys i shouldn't OR not dating guys i should and the list goes on. but guess what, i'm learning my lesson. mistakes will constantly occur in my freakin life. on the other hand, some of these regrets may have resulted in some of the best things of my life. they made me who i am now, these mistakes have defined me. everything happens for a reason.
"When we were five, they asked us what we wanted to be when we grew up. Our things were answers like astronaut, president, or in my case, princess… When we were ten, they asked us again. We answered - rock star, cowboy, or in my case, gold medalist… But now that we’ve grown up, they want a more serious answer. Well, how about this… Who the hell knows? This isn’t a time to make hard and fast decisions. This is the time to make mistakes. Take the wrong train and get stuck somewhere chill. Fall in love - a lot. Major in philosophy because there’s no way to make a career out of that. Change your mind. Then change it again because nothing is permanent. So make as many mistakes as you can. That way, someday, when they ask again what we want to be… We won’t have to guess. We’ll know." ~ Eclipse - Mood:numb
 - Music:Never gonna give you up
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| Monday, July 12, 2010 at 6:14pm
I've watched their compilation for umpteen times.
Anytime, anywhere.
And yet, even in the pixelated form, i could feel my goosebumps rising after every stunt they pulled out from their hat.
so when i knew that they were coming to Singapore for The Big Groove, i knew i had to catch them LIVE.
But never did i expect the sensation i felt watching them perform the exact famous stunts right before my very eyes.
It was blood-pumping, adrenaline -driving, sensationally AWESOME.
No, they were SICK to the very bones.
they were Godlike.
it was oh so surreal as they danced various items from their journey in America's Best Dance Crew Season 3.
what's more, they improvised, modified and gave us fans more than what we have seen.
they wouldn't let us down.
the fact that they put in so much effort in their performance for such a small audience is something commendable.
the fact that they even bothered to accept an invitation to perform for an event in tiny Singapore speaks a lot about their dedication for dance.
I definitely did not regret going for TBG.
Neither did i regret queuing for hours in the hot sun.
i should give credit to the other crews too.
Wrecking Crew Orchestra, Hilty and Bosch, If you're happy and you know joyce, clap the boys.
another exposure to street dance!
i <3 you QUESTCREW! - Mood:accomplished
 - Music:Somebody to love - Justin Bieber
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| Friday, July 9, 2010 at 7:23pm
FOR 4 DAYS: I woke up at an earthly hour, showered, dressed up, made up and walked through the very gates.
I sang the National Anthem and said the pledge with your loud chirpy voices.
I was more than happy to join you in your workout exercise as we sang "Nobody Nobody but YOU" out loud in unison.
I attended your lessons not as a trainee teacher, but instead, as a student as well.
I observed, I learned and i was blown away.
I was reminded that learning cannot be restricted by anyone but only by yourself.
I saw once again, the impact that teachers have in your growing years.
Thank you my little ones.
You were the reason why i chose this very path, this very track. <3 - Mood:thankful
- Music:In for the kill - La Roux
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| too much emotions
too much thoughts
too much feelings
this blog will remain.
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| i have nothing to blog about.
i cannot find the time to blog.
my blog may come to an end.
- Location:home
- Mood:apathetic
 - Music:if we ever meet again - Timbaland
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you must be wondering where i've wandered to.
I shall sum up the past months in what sentence, the rise and fall of another relationship.
Its a regret to leave one and learn my lesson, the hard way.
once again, i lose another ounce of faith in true love.
When will i know HE is the right one? When will i be happy?
i know he is persisting, he wants me back.
but things just dont work this way, and its even more frustrating when he doesn't understand | |
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