Life

Yesterday  , our family head over to the singapore expo for a exbihition set up .

Its a malay wedding show and we had never forgotten how the mal;ays treated us 5 years back.

We just wanted to fnish our job and get out of the place as we did.

However , this time , i am older and well i do take note of more thing compared to time when i am younger .

On frsit site uon puhsing the trolley in ,

i was shocked , shocked to see how stunning things are there ,

the propos were more than 16ft high and people are climginb on it doing every single detail by hand.

There ar some beautiful props there as well , really an eye opener

and i must admit i really admire the kind of hard work they put in for all that.

all the details , evey single anglel , thehell lot of cloth to be folded , the amt of floral they have to do ,

everything they take note into.

Honestly , they are really detailed people and Chinese wedding can never hold a candle to their patience and effort.

and Believe me , those kind of decoration they are doing are hell of a work man.

Not only durintg work when you see the malays being such detailed peope,

Even during work , they brought along their kids , young , ld , babies

grannies , mothers. The family will be there.

and i only told a walk in the Exhibition hall

and i found out how caring malay guys are.

They would never allow women to help

no matter how hard the work is.

ladies would be sitting at the corner and just looking ,

proberly giving moral support or something.

hhahaha , i dont know but well that the way of living these people have .

and when it comes to meal time ,

as one family ,

everybody would gather around and eat,

of course with a very blissful expression on them .

Very warm , very warm.

Think back and it thought if the chinese could ever do that ..

Hardly seen around.

Well, i am not comparing here ,

just dont understand why would humans differ in such a huge way .

i mean , Chinese guys , indian guys , malays guys ,

they are all guys but hey , the difference is there .

the religion , way of living or education ???......

i dont know.

But well, though i look up to them as fantastic people ,

they arent really that fantastic on the inside.

I mean i dont see a difference in Chinese and Malay people

and that there isnt a need for racism during work times.

Everyone would love to get the job done and head home for a nice shower

and head to bed, prepare for the next day and stuff.

It really troubles me to see how wonderful people they are

but yet the level of selfish-ness they ahve in them .

Look at it this way. You want a big ol’ perfect jar of Nutella, right? Every guy that comes along that captures your heart and sadly breaks it, well he’s just one tiny ingredient. I’m sure it took the Nutella guy a bunch of times until he finally got it just perfect. Each slob that breaks your heart is adding to your bowl of what you don’t want/need and it gives you a better view of what you do want/need. More heartbreaks equals one step closer to your right jar of Nutella. Take that one thing you liked about those guys and throw it in your bowl of your Mr. Right Nutella. You’ll know when it’s time to mix it all up and pack it and spread it on a cracker!”

Teacher Yana gave us the news that the examiner was not netural !

Elizabeth and i were both so shocked we stunned and kept listening,

thinking , man , is this gonna affectthe results?

3 more weeks ..

Today's class was extremely awesome , it was the best ever taken ,

and when Teacher Yana say this is the real ballet and others were just messing around ,

i kind of undertood that because it really felt different

my muscles are finally working itself

i can finally feel the tension , the good pain and feeling a little more free =)

and the steps were feeling different  ,

like a whole new blank paper , waiting..

Awesome =D

 cant wait for this coming sunday =)

“I used to think that finding the right one was about the man having a list of certain qualities. If he has them, we’d be compatible and happy. Sort of a checkmark system that was a complete failure. But I found out that a healthy relationship isn’t so much about sense of humor or intelligence or attractive. It’s about avoiding partners with harmful traits and personality types. And then it’s about being with a good person. A good person on his own, and a good person with you. Where the space between you feels uncomplicated and happy. A good relationship is where things just work. They work because, whatever the list of qualities, whatever the reason, you happen to be really, really good together.”

Man , its worst off than the mock exam , there is just so much more i can do , present , what the hell am i doing in there , just jumping around like a fool. i am sure it wasnt even 50% of what i normally do in class, worst off thna the mock exam , a lot more worst off than the ballet exam last year ! i screw it , damn... i totally screw it.. Its 5 more weeks to the examination results but i can do better.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHi realli cant just bottle it up anymore.. how am i gonna face the dissapointed Ms Yana and My dearest mum ,

they threw in so much effort for me and this.

What the hell is wrong with me , what the hell...

How do i even make it up to them ? ...

This coming sunday will be a new class , Intermediate , it will be awesome

but i am still griven with guilt..

More conveniences, but less time;

We have more degrees, but less sense;

More knowledge, but less judgment;

More experts, but more problems;

More medicines, but less healthiness;

We’ve been all the way to the moon and back,

but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbour.

We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever but have less communication.

We have become long on quantity, but short on quality.

These are times of fast foods but slow digestion;

Tall men but short character;

Steep profits but shallow relationships.

It’s a time when there is much in the window, but nothing in the room.

Around us, life bursts with miracles—a glass of water, a ray of sunshine, a leaf, a caterpillar, a flower, laughter, raindrops. If you live in awareness, it is easy to see miracles everywhere. Each human being is a multiplicity of miracles. Eyes that see thousands of colors, shapes, and forms; ears that hear a bee flying or a thunderclap; a brain that ponders a speck of dust as easily as the entire cosmos; a heart that beats in rhythm with the heartbeat of all beings. When we are tired and feel discouraged by life’s daily struggles, we may not notice these miracles, but they are always there.

Today was Grade 8 ballet mock exam , of course the tension and and everything is there , i still am afraid of doing something wrong , i am still wondering if i would freak out , if i can cool down. Well, busy day for me and lucky i got there in time to revise but i totally screw my Movemnt Dramatique, gosh , i cant beleive i am so bad at it. i got to gety it done by this sunday , get every single details done . ohyah , i was so fussed up abt the wrong things i ahve done i forgot to mention , Miss Beberka was our Mock exam examnier , she was really smiley and gave us sweet advices, but i know i made mistakes that are unforgivable .. Miss Yana must have been shaking her head off , she looked so angry in class today. Worried...

I guess we really got to wait till Sunday for the results to be out and to understand the changes we must make.