My first & last.

For the past week, I've been pretty much getting stressed over an awful lot of things. Put it simply, life. Sometimes you get it, other times you just dont. One minute you're at the top of your game, & the next you're dragging yourself hard across the floor.

Sickening okay! I've to deal with the biggest lappy-meltdown, emotional-meltdown, whatever-meltdown. I'm just thankful I'm still alive after having go through so much drama-rama in a mere 7 days, ohmyholycrap. I've tons of things to brag about. Where should I begin?

Last week was dance dance dance. So I shall begin with SYF. Ohmygod. I'm speechless. Utterly lost for words. I cant believe we did it. It's our first time in SYF & we only practiced for 3 pathetic months. Dance professionals from all over the world came to NUS University Cultural Centre to judge us. Basing their points on the standards of top-notch dance-addicts who participated in SYF ever since it was introduced. We were the only dance team who incorporated hip-hop into our choreography.

We're plain amatuers. Wait, more like innocent rookies. We've never performed dance in school, let alone the SYF stage. Just hours before the show, sparks had to fly, uproar had to take place. But still, we sucked it up & went for it. In the morning of SYF, WE TOTALLY SUCK-ed. I swear. Everyone who watched us practice told us we lacked co-ordination & energy. & seriously, every dancer knows it's not a dance without the minimalistic co-ordination. It was degrading, un-motivating to see the expression on our friends' faces. All we could see was disappointment. This was prolly cause my principal had earlier announced that my school's dance team is 'very good'. But he himself knows that it was clearly otherwise. Even a school principal who knows nuts about dance gave us the same age-old comment 'No energy'. We were so undetermined to get anything more than a COP.

Backstage. Minutes before showtime, a junior of mine teared out of anxiety. Nervousness obviously got the better of him. We panicked backstage, in a matter of minutes, it's our turn to take the stage. We calmed him down though inside, we all really felt like bursting out in tears that would've been never-ending. Frantic, I calmed everyone down. From backstage, I saw my cousin's school perform. Ohmygod. They were brilliant. Next up, another modern dance performance. Every school performed modern contemporary. All I thought was, 'Are we out of cue?' They were all about extreme exaggeration, ballet, jazz. & us, hip-hop?! My teacher told us to not be too ambitious & just hope for a bronze.

'Item number 35, Dunearn Secondary School, Superstar.' The stage lights dimmed, it was our turn to rule the floor. Everything seemed alright. Suddenly, while backstage waiting for my turn., the music stopped. My dancemates were up on stage & at that death-defying split-second they continued dancing. Ohmygod! Without music. All that filled me was, 'It's over. No chance of getting anything more than a COP. It's done.' Miraculously, the music came back on when it was my group's turn to emerge from the ever-confusing curtains. However, we found ourselves dancing way ahead of the music due to the abrupt pause that caused us to dance 2 eights without music. Our hearts were all racing at the very moment. Nonetheless, my gruop forced to stay co-ordinated & we did fine.

The scene changed. Crap! We needed to buy time, we're way ahead! Just then, a fellow dancer started emerging from the curtains, full of stance & poise. The other 5 of us who were supposed to emerge from the curtains one after another took her cue & exaggerated our poses & struts. Finally. The juniors followed our lead & we were dancing to the correct timing. The rest of the show was, spectacular. From the corner of my eyes, I couldnt believe what I was seeing. My juniors were striking poses like never before, dancing with poise, expression, emotion & precision from within. A shot of laughter plastered across my face & I danced like never before.

2 days passed. my teacher went to collect our results today. A friend of mine saw her jumping & screaming at the top of her lungs the moment she reached school. She ws simply overjoyed.

Silver. That's what 1st- timers in modern dance SYF Dunearn Secondary School got. I've never felt so victorious. Even with the technical glitch, we clinched a silver when all thought we're headed straight for the COP. Unbelievable, indescribable.

I wanna thank my dance teacher, KC, for always beliving in me. & teaching me the steps over & over again.

Ms Andrea Lim & Ms Hafizah for giving me the will to wanna stay in fight & perform.

My juniors for always being a bundle of joy & showing that willingness to learn.

The senior boys for aways bringing your retarded humour to dance.

The senior girls who righteously put our differnces aside & went all out for SYF.

& most importantly Xinyi for encouraging me, keeping me company & motivating me these past 3 months of dance practice. ;)

WE-DID-IT!!! ;D Love yall endlessly.

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Awhrights, thanks for having read that super long version of my SYF experience. My first & last, unfortunately. All the blood, sweat, tears was worth it though. ;) Tomorrow's 2.4km run & I'm nervous. I sure hope I pass! Yesterday, dearest bought the my long-awaited Chocolate Waffle, double-sided for me. Thanks, love! Today, we decided to go home early. But boys will be boys. He ended up meeting Yongqin before going home. =.= Hahaha! I've zero plans for tomorrow, a first since Idontknow when.

I like trying F hard to save money. $300 by 03August (sounds familiar hur?) & another $300 by end of O's to go SHOPPING! But for now, I shall resist the temptations & the alluring calls of the clothes, asking me to buy them. I need the $300 for SOMEBODY's birthday arh. Heeheee!

Awhrights, I'm starved. After dinner, I'm of the study Chemistry. & I've mountainous heaps of pictures to upload but I cant seem to download Adobe flashplayer to this lao-pok & ah-kong computer so that I cant download active sync & sync the pictures in my phone to this computer. Shitballz. I'm irritated. & the next post will be jammed with pictures accumulated from 2 weeks ago. Oh, forgive me!

HOPELOVEFAITH.