匿名的好友

杜松混合茉莉的风
回忆里被爱那股激动
天色好红温柔好浓
在胸口浮现你的面容

一起活在这城市迷宫
提起你名字心还跳动
却没重逢只留下碰却又不敢碰的那种激动

也许我们当时年纪真的太小
从那懵懵懂懂 走进各自天空该怎麼说让彼此选择
但思念还转动

不能握的手 从此匿名的朋友
其实我的执著依然执著与你无关泪自行吸收
不能握的手 却比亲人更亲厚
当所有如果都没有如果
只有失去的温柔 最温柔

当又一次美梦落空
回忆裏被爱那股激动
天色好红温柔好浓
在胸口浮现你的面容
也许我们当时年纪真的太小
从那懵懵懂懂走进各自天空那是甚麼
让彼此选择 又不仅是尊重

不能握的手 从此匿名的朋友
其实我的执著依然执著与你无关泪自行吸收
不能握的手 却比亲人更亲厚
当所有如果都没有如果
只有失去的温柔 最温柔
不能握的手 从此匿名的朋友
其实我的执著 依然执著却决心和你不再联络
不能握的手却比爱人更长久
当所有如果都没有如果
只有失去的拥有 最永久

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Nice song... =)

Gender Bending in Peformance

Yes my friends, another video! Haha, just thought this is kind of interesting so I'll share it here. It's a performance by 李玉刚, a chinese opera performing artist. Like Mei Lan Fang(an older male artist), He is known for his portrayal of female roles. Yep, the singer and the voice in the video is all him. I don't know much about chinese opera and its aesthetics, but in 白毛女, he actually did the dance movements which is en pointe. Stunning, although all he did is bourees... Haha, an alternative career for him could be to join the Trocks. Ok here's the video... =)

Just for the fun of it, thought this might interest you too. Real chinese ballet! Haha...

Facing my Fears

I guess I sort of walked into a hole. And now I am picking myself back up slowly...

Well at least this is not the first time. I gotta deal with this more maturely. This is just something I have to learn to handle, to control. And not get lost in my self delusional hopelessness and helplessness.

Took Ryan's Lyrical Jazz class today. Awesome, maybe he will post the video of the routine on facebook soon :p The song is called Speaking a Dead Language by Joy Williams, a song for the disheartened. Haha...

And somewhere in all the talking
The meaning faded out
Oh, I wonder
When did it all stop making sense?
I don't understand
I remember we were so sure, so innocent
Oh, but that was then
Can we ever go back again?
Can we ever go back?

I felt another sensation of dancing, different from the over-dramatic Chinese dance, different from the technique-focused Ballet. It's just the feeling of immersing self with the music emotionally. It's one of those feeling where you are dancing for yourself because it feels great, and not dancing to impress. Ok gotta rememeber this liberated feeling and put it into my Chinese and Ballet dancing... Well sooner or later I gotta find some way to present a more matured way of dancing.

At this point, I realize that miserable me is blogging again. Just like old times huh... -_-" Feel like this is just the beginning. Wait til NS enlistment draws nearer. That will be the downest of the downs I reckon. PES C please give me PES C.

Confidence, Trust and Courage. Virtues that I don't possess... ...yet.

What ifs

Never thought I would feel like this again. It makes me feel alive, happy; at the same time I know that I am going to die sooner or later. Things change, and nothing is always the same, you, me, them, everyone. But some things are very hard to change, whether I want to or not. It's just of those days where it's those "it's just me" problems.

Ever felt helpless and depressed, that's kind of how I am feeling now. Please let this be just another phase, and I wish it would be gone soon if it isn't going to do me any good.

One thing I learn is to treasure what was and not mourn over what was not. Look forward and don't look back... Fearful of life, fearful of the future. I don't want to risk losing what I hold dear. I want to be normal again, before I do something stupid.

Okay looking forward to tomorrow, hopefully a day of pizza for lunch and a jazz class at night. Peace out.

Another vid...

Okay, I realized most of my posts recently are video uploads... Anyway, here's another one. Haha... I just couldn't resist sharing this =)

Yes, you have just witnessed it, Mr Balang does his thing again. Haha... Xinjiang ren doing Xinjiang dance. I find his showmanship really amazing. Very charming, the ladies out there will be drooling over him. But I think the plate as a prop is quite similar to the Balang drum. Although it is two different types of Uyghur dance, I think there's bound to be comparisons made. Anyway, his dancing is really nice to watch; while some "technicians" excel in wowing the audience with their stunts and tricks, Yu Mi Ti does it with a grin/smirk/smile. So unfair... =p

Hahaha... Enjoy =)

Haha, Rain is a really good dancer...

Omg, check out the costumes. Boxing gloves with black sleeves and leggings? This is either a nice stage costume or a walking disaster (or a dancing one :p) Haha, notice how all the dancers had shades. Usually only the superstars wear shades, backup dancers just dress badly so that they don't stand out.
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One of my all-time favourite Rain performance. The pole dance intro is nice too, exotic but not to the point of overdoing it and making it R21. Haha, I guess Rain is charismatic enough to pull it off. The random pelvic thrusts are hot, kind of have a "hard gay" moment there. Fuuuu!!!!! Hahaha...

Enjoy!

What Next?

Yes people! I have graduated... I repeat, I have graduated. Actually I'm just happy that I don't have anymore academic writings to worry about for now...

Other than that, it's rather... gloomy. I feel that my options are limited. No damn it, it's not even limited, I have none. Next stop: getting a shave and get shoved to some kind of training on some island.

Even if I am not ready, I wanna try things out, to audition, to continue to learn, to improve. I want to try and experience how it is like to work in this field, especially when I am young and can afford to fall and pick myself up.

But I am Singaporean. All I can hope for is to at least remain stagnant for two years and not deprove. NS screwed by life, screwed my plans, screwed my chances. Screwed.

Hillarious. This video has nothing to do with what I posted, except that punchline. Can't believe I'm laughing my a*s off over this British humour. A Woodlands thing maybe? Maybe Serangoon people find it funny too. Haha...

For one thing, humour, like dance is universal, but subjective.