Wu Zhan 舞展

Our three station dance ended on the 15 of november, the day before the tiring Penang Bridge run... Some of our athlete dancers ( not me ) manage to finish running the brigde despite the tiredness they already gone through the day and day before ... Our first dance , butterworth- We felt good that night because i was our first wu zhan, we just felt good...
14 of Nov , Sungai Petani - We felt great, because we performed in our home town... The applauses were off the roof... Such great fun we had...
15 of Nov, Penang - We felt good too... but we were all sad it was the last day of wu zhan... All our efforts put into this one last show... Tears came out of our eyes.. remembering that night still makes my eyes watery.. I cried so much that night.. before we left , we gave our teacher a big hug and after that i gave the whole hall a big goodbye kiss.. ( luckily no one saw me)...

OMG!!! Killer shoes!!! I'm loving it...

Now u know what i mean, the colours are killing me, and the shoes too... Awesome... These shows are the bomb, who knew traditional dance can be so modern, i definitely didn't knew that... of my god, i tre love them... The only down side in this who thing is they hurt, really really bad... But beauty pays, beautiful shoes and painful legs... Oh my god, i can't stop saying that of my god.. I just tre love them... I might just take some home with me, but .... SHHH!!!! Don't tell any body... Man o man, just look at those shoes...

these are our make up artist during our performance in Butterworth .. They did a good job on us, seriously... Nobody recognized me, they didn't draw my face though, i was drawn by a male artist, who don't want to be in this pic but went away slowly eating.. I swear i will grab him a take a picture with him if he still runs...They really did fantastic work on our faces... Thank you , you guys!!!!

I still remember that song...

" I'll will hug you in my arms....." I always remembered this song... It was the song that let us meet and the song that bloom into a beautiful and interesting love story... Alan, do you still remember it? It was like every Sunday morning for the past few months, i had my music class.. That day was different because that day i met you..
I had a bad , no a terrible morning...I was scolded by my music teacher because i did not practice well... Who could blame me, i was busy with all the drama in my life ( my sister's wedding. my brother moving to Canada) I needed time to help them with preparations, but my teacher never understood me, and kept on blabbing... I shut off my ears and listened to the music that is being played inside of my head, after a long fifteen minutes, the class was finally over...
After saying goodbye to my still angry teacher, i quickly rush down to the first floor hoping that my teacher won't open the door and give me some unfinished lectures... I took out my purse and went to the receptionist to pay my monthly fees... When i was about to pay , i heard a voice singing behind the windows in the next room, I saw a guy singing a song that i forgot the name but heard before... It was a beautiful song ...He sang " I'll will hug you in my arms...." i don't know why but his singing touched me, but he is not good at singing .... Ironic right? I never got to see his face , his back was facing me, when i had a chance to see his face, my father kept honking, so with " despair " i went out of the music house....
The following week i went to my music class again, this time i wasn't scolded, my mood was not that bad... There's that voice again, still touching my little heart.. i sat near the room and listen, but suddenly he stop, when i was about the leave he opened the door and unfortunately hit me... I stepped back with pain.. Ouch!!... and i guess you can figure out the rest.. We weren't officially together... just really good friends, sometimes he asks me to listen to him sing, and every time he sings i would feel like crying , i don't know why but he gives me a touchy feeling... I doubt you can say its a real love story , but it feels like one to me...
A few months later, when i was about to go into his class, i no longer heard his voice any more. The following weeks was the same no more voice of Alan... After awhile, i heard from the staff that he moved to another state, which i don't know where... He knew he was leaving and he never bothered to tell me or even say goodbye, maybe he didn't want me to be sad, or he was just selfish, i still don't know... The week before he left he sang this beautiful song " i will hug you in my arms...." .
Although after that i have been busy with work and my own social activities,i may forget about you, but whenever this song is on the radio, i'll stop whatever i am doing and carefully listen to it.. and your face will always appear in my head... Alan do you still remember?

( this story came out from my head, this never happened to me, i was just bored so i wrote this story out.. Not a true story )
( I don't know any Alan )

ARH!!! Mummy!!!

What the hell is on our faces? Relax , we are no mummies... This is one of our beauty treatments b4 we hit the battle field... Ugly face now , gorgeous face later...It just some tissue + cucumber that are already "juicify"... No, we are not looking at stuff that we are not suppose to see, we are just looking at some very important messages....I got to say we look like ... something ugly... but trust me its really refreshing....we were at Shee Yee's house to prepare for our competition the next day... And boy, it was fun. . .

wow!!! Guess who took the pic... Its yours truly.. me!!!! this pic was taken at a prefect's camp - Kem Tahunan... I am not sure of the name... I am the appointed photographer there and also urusetia... Its not an easy task taking care of adolescents of age 13,14 and 15.. which are as near as my age... We had our ups and downs and definitely our not enough sleeps... We just sleep like 4 to 5 hours for 3 days... That's the cons of being an urusetia.. But the pros are you get to boss the participants around , make them do anything u want them to do... and of course... we can to have bbq while the participants sleep... Hey, if we are not allow to sleep, at least let use eat.... In the end its really rewarding for both urusetias and participants... After the camp, all the hard feeling in the camp is left in the camp site and things are back to normal, but friendship grows stronger.. That's why i like camps like this...

My costume...

haha... " cool" post huh? don't laugh , this is traditional posing.. Guess what are we? we are actually horsies!!! I am a pink horse while my friend is a ... i am not sure what color horse he is... Our dance name is " Beng Chi " , its fast dance, and a very tiring one, believe me...I don't like my out fit though, its too pink, and it makes me look fat.. seriously... I am more of the white / black kind... the hat may look cute, but its "deadly", its very ichy... All our costumes came in from China.... There are still some more dance performance..
14-11-2008 ---- SP Dewan Lip Seang Kor
15-11-2008 ----- Penang...
but I tre love the shoes, the shoe although paiful to wear, but lovely to see...
(he is going to kill me for putting this on)

My first place..

We prepared so hard, we worked endlessly...We just wanted to get what we deserved on that day, our hard work got us where we wanted, what we deserved, we got first place...
We prepared for that one day for how many months and how many weeks , all the pressure and all the stress we had to go through and all the pains and all the aches we suffered.. We were at the point where some of us broke down ,wanting to leave behind the others, we were lucky we stuck together .. we were lucky at least some of us never got stuck in all the pressure , in all the chaos..
We gave up alot.. we used up plenty... Our time , our energy and of course our money... We were scolded , we were embarassed, we were scared, but no matter what we all stuck by each other , we all helped each other out.. I still remember one day, when the competition was near , it was really close, the pressure of course was more than ever, a friend broke down, she was pushing herself too much, we were all pushing... but we sat down, we took our time, we didn't go for practice,but sat in the hall and listen to each and every one, we listen what was said... Some said we were treated unfairly, some say they were told they looked ugly.. but when we said out every thing only then we knew that we should have done this all along, we should have told each other what was going on in that little head of ours... after all that chaos and confussion, we pumped up our confidence and we practice, we practice as hard as ever... because we knew that we were going to stay by each others side no matter what happens...
the big day finally came, before we went to the battle field we cheer three times for luck... the cheer still remains in my head right until now... the real fear was when the result was announced, we were holding out hands so tightly until it could burst.... when the announcer said : First place goes to SMK.... " We jumped , we screamt, we hugged, we danced... although it looks disrespectful to the other schools, but to know that all your effort wasn't put to waste, wasn't over looked, the joy that u feel its definitely unbearable... Sometimes when i am sad, i will remember back to that day, and i will smile again..
We were giving a chance to compete in labuan , although not all of us could be there, although we didn't get number one there, but i know in our hearts that we are first place... no matter what is said... i would like to say thank you to my team for letting me have good memories ... for letting me have a chance to get first place.. thank you...