Monday, September 22, 2008

SUAD '08

//Update: 29 Sept '08 - Hi people! Most of the pictures are temporarily taken off! Due to many protests and requests, I shall put up collages of the pictures when I have the time to make them (: //

On the 13th and 14th of September, NUS Dance Blast presented Dance Reflections: Shut Up and Dance - Monsters of Hip Hop. What a mouthful! Monsters of Hip Hop was an additional title the management insisted on, but none of us really liked it. Hence we still affectionately refer to it as SUAD. Hah.

This being my first actual concert, of course it holds special meaning for me. Whilst being in wushu had helped me gain some performing experience, dancing is really different. (Yes, even though my item was so kungfu like, don't snigger! It's hiphop in the woofoo dynasty ok! Match that :b) The almost daily practices that we had with Xiao's killer schedule made it especially memorable, and we got to know some peeps from NTU and some alumni, whom I might never ever get to know. (:

The nonstop practicing inevitably improves technique and stamina, and learning from different choreographers, I learnt new things about my own style as well. And dancing for a concert brings exercising to a whole new level, and with it comes the part about eating. If you want something that helps you digest the day's meals and widens your appetite for a supper later on, WHILE maybe losing weight, just dance.

Ok, maybe the calorie crunching part is incomparable to wushu. BUT wushu has high torment returns, while focusing on PT, so the less garang ones can just stick to dance, lotsa dance.

The whole experience is something which is indescribable in just words. Because some of the myriad number of pictures I've tried putting up on the blog previously and lagged some computers, I've taken most of them down temporarily. You can still click HERE and HERE for my SUAD pictures on Facebook. (:

Erm. That's my president. He owns a van, and his name is Alvan. (:
He knelt down in front of me later on, with a ray of afternoon sunlight that escaped from one of the dressing rooms shining on his shirt, and teh-ly asked if we would like some "White Stuff". He's high. I think it's the Red Bull. Please don't mind. Anyways, xinkule!

Dressing Room SE7EN!
Thanks much to my JC class for coming down to support!
sbEIGHT. <3With the sbEIGHT girls, and Krys who happens to be Kel's girlfriend. (:

Sorry I couldn't join you guys for the supper later. So sian I had to miss out on it. But thanks a lot guys, for coming down to UCC! Hi! That's my flower collection for Saturday night! There is a bunch of plush flowers clutched by a monkey named Xuefen amongst it. (though it cannot really be seen here leh)

Why is this significant? Because my dear Yan Zhen hasn't facebooked our picture, so I have to make use of this picture to mention you guys, my XCBs. Thanks for coming down to support! I was so glad that you guys were there, and Xf, that you came down on Sunday with your bf really meant a lot to me too. Hugs!
Momo, me. MARCUSSENG and Dardley KOW. Thanks for coming down too! Lijun expecially (: Even though I haven't gone for training for damn long, you helped me to settle the tickets and stuff. I'll treat you to supper after training one day!
Yao De, Danielle, Lijun, Julie, Corrine
NTU MJ, our guest performers! Kynneth. Thanks for coming down, and for your cheery yellow sunflower! Really happy to receive it. (:Sooozey (: Thanks so much for everything.
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Half the 8th comm! it was a BLAST!A few of us went to Fong Seng afterward.. where I had a banana prata, a plain prata, kopped Sooozey's maggi goreng, shared half an egg prata with him, plus a lime juice. Famished! And the occassion calls for a celebration as well!


Now, post DR, there are no practices at night, I feel quite empty. It's time to take up more dance classes! I would love to go back to wufang for training again, but my injured foot forbids me from doing the jumps. ): I shall go back after a report from the xrays i'd be taking on Wednesday.

In the meantime, I'll just train at home with the jackknives and the squats and feel contented with being so unfit. =.= Hiakhiaks.