in prep

haha, he looks like an emperor, but i forgot what character he is playing.. he is surely going to kill me when he sees this online... so please please don't let him see it... I am telling you the Ji Zhong Fo Jiao Hui's Da Tuan Pai is going to be a blast.. hope you guys can attend...

Da tuan Pai in prep

our He Xian Gu.. haha.. the dress is really nice..It is like silk but not silk.. for those of u who can't see properly , that's not me... she's one of my best friend... I definitely love this post.. I was the photographer... haha... That's why the picture is so beautiful.. hehe.. I am a little over my head here, but i don't know why..

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. . .