Sunday, April 28, 2013

Finalè

After 2 and a half years of dance, I have finally stepped down from my cca. It has come to my consensus that I have graduated from dance and I honestly miss it so so so much alr. Firstly, syf on 10th April was a day I will never forget. That 4 1/2 minutes on stage was just marvellous. I felt each and every Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday practice, all the sweat, the injuries, the orh chehs.. Everything was just so concentrated on that stage I felt so liberated. I would replay that 4 1/2 minute on stage everyday if I could because I feel so empty without dance. Without dancing. The distinction we got was just honestly a miracle. I'm
Sure we all felt the same way- how we were so unprepared and how we had to change the steps on syf day itself. Fear was definitely looming around backstage and basically just before the whole performance. Ucc stage was miraculous and it did us well/justice.

After afew weeks left with 4 sessions before we stepped down, hahaha it felt so weird. I personally felt that we were just wasting our time hahaha but nevertheless, it was the last few moments with thy juniors and of course, spending time in the dance studio. The dance studio will probably be the place in the entire school I will miss the most. And maybe the third level toilet too, where we deliberately take our own sweet time in order to miss the warm ups occurring in the dance studio, where we changed freely cause I don't know we are just really open people and where we sang hsm songs on our last day, it was hilarious. The dance studio- where we waste our time, where we get punished for the most ridiculous things, where we got so high and crazy esp last night, all the sweat, tears and tons of injuries and ice packs. How can I ever forget all the memories? When I first stepped in to the dance studio 2 and a half years ago till now, the list is never ending. I'll also miss our bus rides to nex or wherever- these little things really made my day.

Lastly, sop IV. I honestly can never ask for anything more, dancing on home ground was magical. I felt so liberated and lifted from everything that has been bringing me down lately. For that last 4 1/2 minutes of dancing, it felt more than amazing. I didn't want it to end, I wanted it to last. Sop was truly splendid, more than what I could ask for. And for the people who came, thank you all so very much for making 26 April such a fulfilling one.
I have finally concluded my journey in pl dance. I am extremely honoured to be part of such an amazing team and leaving it is something I don't want to do. I'm definitely gonna miss dancing with all of you guys doing across the floor, choreo and all that- now that I think about it, sigh 😔 for those who aren't even interested in dance or who gave a bad impression to me, please leave lol cause your presence is not needed. I rather train someone who freaking loves to dance but can barely do a split as compared to someone who hates dance but can at least do a split cause honestly, passion is what gets you there and if you ain't got any passion then don't waste your time yeah? Cause ain't nobody got time for that.

Looking through all my dance collectives-photos, jazz pants, leotards, ballet shoes, foot/floor thongs, makes me miss dance even more haha anyway, you have reached the end of this emotionally draining post. What can I say? I concede to the fact that I'm an emotional wreck. I will miss dance and I can now close this chapter in my life with contentment and fulfilment xx















Sunday, April 7, 2013

Lacklustre

Lately I've been feeling extremely exhausted. Unlike the mere five letter word of being tired, I let really feel every bone and muscle in me tearing apart and disintegrating into thin air. All my energy is constantly sucked into the realm of dance. I live dance and I'll definitely miss dance after stepping down. I honestly can't imagine the coming months without dance.. Just thinking about it,e without dance.. I can't fathom the mixed emotions conjuring in my insides. I feel mixed. Syf will be held this Wednesday and it will finally cease the perpetual tiring and exhausting feeling.

My everyday Tuesday, Wednesday an Thursday routines? Dance > school > dance > home at 8 and by the time I descent in my domicile I'm exhausted. Not forgetting Saturday, dance in the morning. Literally, I feel torn, dilapidated and I can feel my body breaking down into pieces. I am so fucking tired to be honest with you but I know I'll miss this feeling, how ironic. Art has been mind draining, mind exhausting, mind repelling my mind feels dead. I can't concoct another five more layouts after 8 of my previous ones got rejected. I honestly feel uninspired and unmotivated. But I would go more with the former. I'm stuck in a rut and I'm in desperate need of help. I honestly feel like pulling out each strand of hair on my head cause I'm beyond tired, I'm beyond stress. I just want to be more humane maybe.