This time, sweeter.

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Dance! It's so beautiful- so full of passion. I don't really know how to start writing about the whole dance, the whole SYF, the whole beautiful journey. How can I describe it? This journey, these 6 months have been so wonderful. It opened my eyes to dance, really. I was never really in dance before this. I didn't know what to expect, but it has carried me. It has been a constant goal, a constant commitment, constant passion. Before I joined IP SYF, dance seemed like a distant dream. I still remember the day Mr. Dan called us up. I couldn't imagine being chosen. I had so many doubts- but I was sure of one thing. That I just had to dance! I remember Mr. Ho telling us in the gym that we could join the IP team if we wanted. I was exhilerated, really. I didn't expect it at all. And that- that was a turning point. I knew, I just knew I made the rgiht choice.

The first practice. The first practice was just so inspiring. Haha, it showed me what I couldn't do then, but at the same time, it showed me what I could achieve later. Like splits and weird jumps. And yes, our mountains were so high up there, it seemed barely possible that we would actually be able to do splits, at all. But we can now, for some of us(:

I can't help but remember all the senior's "WE CAN DO IT!"s. She must have said it a thousand times over the past 6 months, thank you, seniors, really. We did do it. We did.

The process was so- so long, yet now when I look back at it, I feel that it's just too short. And before we performed, the tears we cried and the blood we shed and all the pain seemed too much, but now, they just seem so distant, and so few. Tell me, can anyone describe it?

We've all been so tired, so stressed, so pressured; we've gone through so much, we've learnt so much. Perseverance, determination, strength, discipline, the importance of believeing in ourselves and having hope. Our practices were bittersweet, grueling at times, and more often than not: tough and tiring, inspiring, beautiful, encouraging, and topped with a hello-panda-in-milo drink or pearl tiea. It was fun, and I can't remember not looking forward to a dance practice.

So we were discouraged by other people, we were seen to be inferior. You know, it doesn't matter at all because we know what we're worth. We're worth more than diamonds. Listening to dumb people laugh at us wasn't nice, but it made me wantto prove myself more. So what? Scorners? So what. We owned the stage.

Thank you JC seniors; Tasya, Coco, everyone. You were there to support us, thank you. We know that we couldn't have done it without all of you. Thank you for pointing out our mistakes and showing us that you cared about how we did. Your encouragement, your notes and gifts touched our hearts and made us who we are today.

Teachers, you played a huge part in our dance too. You were the ones that made everything possible. Thank you Mr. Ho, Ms Woon, everyone. You told us we were beautiful, wonderful, you helped us believe in ourselves. Thank you.

I hope we did Mr Dan proud. I hope we did. He put in so much effort into our dance too. He helped us to be the best we could be. Thank you for believeing in us, and teaching us the importance of teamwork.

AH! We overcame it all together, we did it. When we thought we were weak, we were strong. I've learnt so much, I've experienced something beyond words. Never have I put in so much into something before. I think we were brave and strong to overcome all the problems we faced; all our anxiety.

Backstage, in UCC. We were huddled up together, praying, whispering, encouraging, keeping each other warm in the dark. I could never forget the feelings I had backstage. For that moment, all our differences didn't matter, we all had one goal and one passion. Dance, Gold with honours.

So the lights came on, and we danced. I danced like there was no tomorrow, I didn't care if my heart would stop. I danced for God, for NJ, for us, for me, for them. It was beautiful. No matter what others say, no matter the result. I know we did our best. Our best, our precious dance that we worked on together for 6 months. Our brethren, our pride. We did it. We did it.

Then the last clas sounded, I lay there, blanked out. No, how could it be? The dance was so short. Too fast. I wish that our dance could last forever. After we had come out, after awhile, I felt this big hollowness creep up on me, like something was stolen from my heart. SYF was over; our journey was over. It felt so different. I was probably in shock, and I know how to describe it. It's like this whole journey was a roller coaster ride, but when it ends, you don't react for awhile, to soak in everything. Then you cheer, and feel like waiting another 2 hours to ride it again.

Yes, I want to do our SYF again.

I love our dance group, Janice, Sohpia, Erika, Ilyna, Yiting, Emily, Tricia, Vera, Serene, Gabby, Avril, Chuyun, Amanda, Liyanna, Hang, Sherryn, Sherry, Jade, Germaine, Huiting, Rachel, Davina, Charlyn, YenMing. I would never be able to do all this without all of you. You have been so wonderful, thank you for everything. I cannot imagine not practicing with all of you for SYF, I can't. I can only tell myself that we will still be one western dance. We will still be dancing together, this piece, for Aristal. I look forward to that, as well as streetfest.

I love you, IP SYF '07, I love this journey we've been through together,. Thank you, thank you for everything. I couldn't exchange anything for this chance to dance wuth all of you, so thank you.

We dance, we dance.

I can't imagine life going on after this- I just can't.

Dance SYF
NJC IP
Eclipse De La Son
Serial number 38.

23/4- 4:15pm.

9:10 PM;