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Artlessness.
There's just no rhyme or reason
Only this sense of completion
And in your eyes
I see the missing pieces
I'm searching for
I think I've found my way home

Saturday, March 21, 2009, 9:49 PM
DANCEWORKS & EMOTIONS. Stay Sanguine, Dancers;)


Started the day with the walk. I had to wake up so bloody early in the morning just to get to school in time. Which I was kinda late. I left home at 7. When I'm supposed to reach school BY 7. The walk didn't turn out to be so bad. Cause we had our beloved SS teacher, MISS SOH, with us. We were singing songs to her. Aww, so sweet. HAHAH. And rina won a prize which made us go even crazier. I'm happy that down sydrome peeps had enjoyed themselves. That was the whole point, isn't it? We're so lucky, if you realised. :D

Moving on, we headed down to VIVO by cab to meet the dancers. Egg-xciting. Watched PS I LOVE YOU. For 5mins. -.- I was totally lost cause I didn't watch the front part and Nut just forwarded the movie in the ipod. Anw, we reached Vivo really quickly. Did our nails, hair, face and eye. Grabbed lunch and the competition started. We were sanguine that at our groups would get in. But unfortunately, the judges proved us wrong. Left with no choice, our dancers had to accept the fact. Things got emotional after the results were announced. Looking at Joce and Nat Seah, I felt the pain and heartache. All those effort, time and most importantly, commitment that they put in, they didn't get into the finals. But we all know that even though they did not get in, at least they learned many things though this period of time working with each other. Many of our water taps started to run(including mine). After seeing the situation of the danceworks teams, the SYF-ers could understand how they feel. Yearning and wanting a gold with honours. I hate to say the word that we would feel if we don't get it. Disappointed. We fear that the reality might hit us as bad as it hit those teams. But no, we stay sanguine and we work hard for the rest of the 1 month. I don't want the results to become an inalterable fact that we will greatly regret for. Urgh. Injuries and more injuries. Well, I guess "In blistered feet, we bind." There's so much more to say, but I can't seem to express these emotions in words.

I'm exhausted. I'm overwhelmed.