Wednesday, April 25, 2007

take tomorrow.

Dance.
such a complex thing;
it's more than just techniques, actions, or multiple counts of eights.
it expresses happiness, liveliness, youth, energy, sorrow, grief, anger and thousand other expressions.
it helps to vend your bad feelings away,
diverts all negative thoughts into something wonderful.
dance,
such a beautiful thing.

To IPSYF girls:
all of you were beautiful and extraordinary, watching from backstage, the feel of every movement was there, enticing me as the dance progressed. i'm amazed that all of you matured as one, stuck together, sweat together, cried together, most importantly, danced together. you have come a long way, the journey's just about to start, after SYF there's so much more to dance than just torturous stretching and continuous dance drills. Yet take what the results are given to you, cherish it and remember it forever, then look to the future 'cause it's bright. you girls are the perfect example to how bonding can make dreams come true, if you believe. well done.

To Ballet SYF:
oh how all of you endured the grueling months of verbal and physical abuse; but i know that all of you managed to believe in it eventually. i'm not in it so i cannot comment neither am i in a position to say how your situation was, but i hope that this acts as an endurance test for each and every one of you. as what i've stated earlier, no matter what the results are, you know that you did what you could on stage and there's no turning back time. in my eyes, at least, not being biased or anything, all of you did a magnificent job despite complains about not giving your best but since i'm not the only one that thinks so, well, you got to leave it to the general population who thought you were great too. SYF's over, we have new dances to complete so let's get on with the next one and give it our all. you guys + girls rock.

ahh well today was a good day.
and time just came and went,
and SYF's already over.
then we went to Fish&Co. to celebrate, with mr. ho treating.
after that, everyone got kinda high and the guest band started playing songs.
so this guy got invited on stage at first to sing a song,
then ale realised that she could actually sabotage me into singing a song for everyone too so she grabbed a tissue, wrote my name down and passed it to the waiter who then passed it to the guest band.
and before i knew it, i was on stage,
with some guy's acoustic guitar in my hands, the mic in front of me,
and around 50 plus people looking(more like staring) at me.
then did Collide, as usual, screwed up a few parts but still ended it calmly but stormed off the stage hurriedly.
i must say, it was kinda fun being on stage singing to total stranges and of course the WD people.
it was a magical moment.

okay not sleeping tonight,
there's LIVERPOOL v chelsea.
but i'm off.
night world!