Sunday, August 3, 2008






i was going to blog about something very emotional when i came and saw: ooooooh tags! :D


zhihe: I CAME UP WITH THE ODD-ONE-OUT GAMES! :D inspired by facebook, hehehe. hopefully they will ^^ thanks for trying and being nicer these few days while im in a rotten mood (:


cheryl: -hugsss-


jiamin: hellooooo! oh gosh i've not talked/seen you for ages! yesyesyes you too! haha oh man how's hwach!


anyway! let me talk passionately about something before i forget.


can you guess?


dance


i was watching so you think you can dance on the computer, and had a sudden urge to watch the paso doble by travis and heidi from season 2. while i was at youtube, i decided to check out the bleeding love video that cheeyang suggested i watch. it gave me goosebumps up the arm and down the back. earlier in the day, i teared as i was watching lacey and kameron dance to mia michaels' choreography. when i watched their broadway routine to all that jazz, i felt that they were telling that story out loud, as if there were words behind that music.


I sure wish i could dance like them.


Dance, is something that can allow you to express your feelings, so strongly, so passionately.
Dance, is something that will never lie.
Dance, is something that can tell stories without words, a paradox itself.
Dance, weaves art into the body, beauty into movement.
Dance, can tear your heart apart as you pour your soul out on that stage, and yet, hold it together with the very love you have for it.
Dance, is a combination of all the art forms; the costume, the music, and the dance.
Dance, can exist in so many different variations yet all tell the same story of someone who simply loves to dance.
Dance, is freedom with rules, beauty with regime, creativity without, and passion through and through.


Looking back at all my past experiences with dance, i don't regret a single one of them. Taking ballet classes created the foundation for what i am capable of today. Joining NYMD allowed me to take what i had to a second level and brought life to my dancing. There, i found passion and brought it to RJD where there is more freedom and allowance for expression.


I am not the best dancer in the world, yet i don't have to have the longest lines, the highest grande jette, the most pirouettes, the strongest arabesques or the perfect posture to love it with my heart, my body and my soul. Watching SYTYCD today, really brought back what i thought was missing from my life for quite some time. That burning passion and love for dance, that would allow me to indulge in a world that only the music and i belonged in, and convey my feelings into movement.


I still remember how i felt after auditioning for 'All Coming Back To Me' during HFOS. It was a down period for me that time, and i stepped onto that dance floor, not knowing my steps but with unspoken feelings fighting to break out from my body. I forgot my steps but i couldn't stop my body from simply moving to that music. When i thought i had screwed up my auditions, Mr. Raj told me that 'it was damn bloody good'. I think that was my first encounter with real dancing, when you exhaust your mind and body just dedicating yourself to that dance.


bottomline is, i am so glad that i stepped into the magical world of dance. really (:


but gee, i still wish i could dance like them.


p.s:
another plus of being a dancer? you have fantastic dancer friends who share the same interests with you (: one of them, is to take pictures, post them on facebook and spam comments like crazy.

<3 you guys.