My eyes hurt, so much then when I close my eyes I feel like I'm in heaven.
Preparing for OP is not good for the eyes.
And why don't I seem to see you around anymore? Where did all of you go?Labels: randomness at its greatest
Today was an absolutely guailan day.
Guailan.
Morning, woke up guailanly by sending an email first thing in the morning.
Managed to push PW meeting off to tomorrow because I know I have things on, which is damn guailan cos I hardly do such things.
Did my scripts though, which actually is also quite guailan.
Supposed to meet junweng at 1340 but apparently his tuition guailanly ended 1 hour earlier.
As a result I had to jump into some random clothes, no time to do hair and just went straight for AMK.
Lunched, and after that ate random deserts (BEANCURD + CHARSIEW PAU, SERIOUSLY) and I don't know how we managed to sit htere and talk for so long in that hot room, which is guailan.
His mum came, and somehow everything just ended abruptly guailanly.
Especially it ended at a guailan time around 4+.
So I made the guailan choice by going home, even though I need to leave within like an hour + time to go esplanade.
Despite the heavy rain, I guailanly decided to go.
Sat there and watched the malay dance. totally unimpressed. guailan.
wayang topeng next. I don't know what made me so guailan to sit there with the rest of the illiterate population of Singapore even though it said "cancelled due to unfavourable weather". Obviously everyone's still hoping for the best, but I don't know what gave me the passion to sit there for 45mins just to watch wayang topeng.
(Oh, but it was nice when everyone clapped like mad when they decided to carry on)
wayang topeng. and i was feeling absolutely guailan because it was like 8+ and I haven't had dinner.
and i dun even noe why im writing all this here on my blog which has never been used as a "diary".
perhaps im feeling guailan.
and then i guailanly made all my guailans guailanly red.Labels: randomness at its greatest
THIS is normally what happens after a camp.
I can't put my thoughts in words.
I guess I'm really privileged to be selected for this camp, even though Malay Dance has only officially became part of my life this year.
And through this camp, I have learnt that dance is not just about moving your arms and legs; it is also about how you should be as a person, about an individual/a culture's value system, how discipline and leadership can make a difference, and above all, how passion can drive.
Classical Ballet
Modern Ballet
Hip Hop
Contemporary Classical
Asian Fusion
Spatial Awareness
Street Funk
Indian Classicial
Malay Dance
Hip Hop (again)
I'm listing them down because I don't want to forget.
I don't know how long I can survive in Malay Dance... I mean, being one of the few Chinese doing Malay Dance isn't exactly an easy feat. And even if I sign up for courses outside of school, I might not exactly find one that I can fit in culturally.
But this camp's exposure is not just about learning of techniques... Above it all is a message about passion and about values. It's just like back in St. John, where even though we teach First Aid and Footdrill, what is even more important are the intangibles that you ultiamtely bring away after 4 years of cadet life.
I'm glad I bravely signed up despite my PW (sorry guys). I think this is something that when I grow older, I will look back and acknowledge it as part of the happiest moments of my life.
Special acknolwedgements to all Malay Dancers who have helped me sooooooo much in builidng up my basics to bring back to Hwa Chong.
Also, thanks to:
Jun Weng
Alex
Wei Heong
Li Heng
Junming
Kelvin
Kyong
Lorena
Nasyiba
Idah
Ardella (u'll probably never get to read this)
Indah
Shafiyyah
Linah
Jasmine
etc.
for the good company and friendship.
Thanks to:
Mr. Peter Gn
Mrs. Debbie Chow
Mdm Som Said
Ms. Pei Shan
Mrs. Bhaskar
Ms. Sharon Low
Ms. Kavitha Krishnan
and all other instructors
for your meticulous efforts and teachings.
Ultimately, to all readers: Be proud of what you're doing, even if others do not appreciate your work. No guts, no glory.Labels: dance camp 2009
TOP 10 RESPONSES TO A CHINESE BOY IN MALAY DANCE
(no ranking order)
1) *Shocked expression*
2) "OMG you're in MALAY DANCE?"
3) "But... why Malay Dance?"
4) "Oh.... =)"
5) "Serious?"
6) *Ooh expression*
7) "Wow you're in Malay Dance?"
8) "How come you like Malay Dance?"
9) "Oh my god?"
10) "I salute you!"
Anyway, I think today was the first time I missed school in all of my 17 years of life to attend a MOE camp.
The camp totally exceeded my expectations.
Classical Ballet, Modern ballet, Hip Hop. 1.5h each in ONE day.
It was so much my calves kinda hurt a little right now. And don't even mention my back and right arm. But it was fun la!
What's more important is to observe their teaching styles and the leadership in controlling a class of like near-90 people. That's imba.
AND compare it to the discipline (or lack thereof) during malay dance training.
Even the facilitators, like Ms. Debbie Heng, who's forever hyped-up, never stage-shy, knows exactly what to say, never stumbles upon her words and is just forever getting the ball rolling. If I have half her speaking ability I will get a confirmed A for my OP!
Also, I got to see first-hand the definition of pro: people like Chua Yi Yi and Tan Jia Ling. I don't intend to do that kind of stretching. Ever. I think my joints will split into two.
Tomorrow, I intend to look for people like Nasyiba or Shasha to brush up on my Malay dance basics =).
For now, if you would excuse me, I will need to update my reflections log.Labels: dance camp 2009
I HEARTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS HWACHONG!!
<333333333333333333333333333333333
WHY LEH?
BECAUSE HWACHONG IS A FUTURE SCHOOL!!
so it provides me with lots of fun portals to play with.
1) SMB
username: S92******
password: random alphabets (a)
2) ISP
username: S92******
password: random alphabets + NUMBERS (compulsory!)
3) Live mail
username: engyufan
password: UNKNOWN
4) School PC Login
username: y09hci****
password: random alphabets (a)
5) Yahoo! Groups
username: evaneyf
password: random alphabets (a)
6) MSN Groups
username: evaneyf
password: random alphabets (b)
And we're all expected to remember all these usernames and passwords! =D
Lovely.Labels: rantings, school issues
with fresh blood dripping from my fingertips.
WAHAHAHAHAHAH WR I'VE MURDERED YOU W00TS.
I guess I will never experience the kind of fun and high that I can get from doing PW with my groupmates after this year. So treasure it and treaure your PW times, people!Labels: randomness at its greatest
I AM SCCCCRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.
Because there's going to return our maths and chem scripts tomorrow and I feel nothing but the WORST for it.
And just as I thought maybe I can just chill for a moment or so, I still have I&R and WR to do. BY TOMORROW.
This is depressing.Labels: rantings
And my next venture after changing my blogskin yesterday earlier today it's time to get rid of some irrelevant links.
I.E.
1) People I don't give a damn about anymore (sorry), or
2) People who are just wasting blogger's server space.
And after that I should really start flipping through my CSC notes.
Looking through my list of links, sometimes I wonder why I linked them to begin with.
Some of the names... well probably we've once had a wonderful time together, but seriously we all know the kind of relatinships that exist between schools in ****.
Some people close their blogs down after breaking up with their boyfriends/girlfriends and simply don't bother to keep others informed! So byebye and hope to see you again.
Another group belongs to some organsiation that I no longer give a damn about. And it's mutual. Hope that I won't meet you guys again.
There are some blogs where I don't have the great fortune to be invited to read. So no point keeping the link also. Bye.
There! Now it looks so much neater...
Not.
'cos I realise I have lots of people unlinked. And it'll probably like offset this clearance sale.
So yea.Labels: randomness at its greatest
DON'T GO AWAY!
Just because it looks different doesn't mean you're on a wrong URL, my friend =)
I think the last time I changed my blogskin was like, I don't know?
I think to the extent that probably my high school friends haven't seen my blog with another blogskin before.
I don't know what suddenly overwhelmed me to change that blogskin but I guess I'm tired of seeing yellow-and-grey on Glossy Gossips everytime.
And I'm also sure that Terence is glad that I'm no longer using just "40 percent" of a given browser space.
Time is 0104, and I don't think I'm making sense here.
Whatever it is, just say hello to my new blogskin! =D
(I kinda like that red star over there, it looks kinda random, but nice. lol)Labels: new blogskin
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