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Finally NRA had her 1st production! 3 Cheers to everyone who is part of this Big family! Really touched by the efforts put in. You guys did NRA proud! Indeed, the family size is getting bigger and bigger. Once, there was less than 10 guys and only one guy in Sam's batch but now, look!!! We have more guys. Haha~ gals more for you to choose form now.

The event has finally successfully ended. Everything runs smooth except some technicals problem in the midst. especially at the last part when Daphane is singing a song and the pictures are suppose to run at the projector screen, to create the "touched" " emotional" effect BUT the laptop went out of battery and the screen went blank!

Nonetheless, i bet everyone had enjoyed themselves and the friendship bonds would be stronger than ever!

Yupz, met Mr Thomas Tan and Mr Chia Mia Chiang - the Principle of Ngee Ann Polytechnic. Gosh~ he had aged alot! i still remember the last time i met him was during my graduation... sigh~ time passes.

Ann was sitting beside Mr Chia, haha~ so no choice got to face her anyway. Feel so embarrassed seeing her again. Yah, i drop out of the production without informing her, how rude i was rite? Anyway, she is still my role model in life! My inspiration to dance!

Not forgetting to mention about Yutaki! Yupz, he is one guy who i owe to. He is the one who encourage me to dance, to train me privately, a training for me which others does not have - one-to-one training and that time i really feel like crying because he was so strict. But i must thank him, becas he is the one who made me realise what dance is about, and what is the meaning of putting in energy to dance, the power, the different body parts we must use to express ourselves and the lines to be specially particular about when dancing. He is the man!

Seeing all the familiar faces, friends who i had dance and cried with, friends who had shared the happinest and saddest moments with me, friends who had gone thru' the difficult times when we tried to dance and compete in our yr1 time when we had no instructors! Friends ...

The production finally ends 3hrs later, and my emo getting worst ...

Taking the bus, the same old journey, riding at this late hours - when normally our dance would ends. Having the trip alone wasn't good at all, NP might have change much but not the route, not the scenery. Images which had lost long ago start flashing back.

My first and last time dancing with him on the stage was during Yutaki's time. We were dancing to JTL - My lecon. Yup, one of my favourite dance then. That was also one of the widest nite we had in the club house. =) ... The time when we tried to climb over the school gate at nite. The time when you bought me tibits to munch when i was doing my projects in school, and waited for me to finish my project and send me home. The time when you had me to complete my project while i'm asleep in your bed. The time when you scolded me. The time when you scream at me. The time when you speak up for me. The time when we spent in Merichie reservior - me trying to catch the squrriels. The time when you surprises me with the peach cheesecakes. The time when we waited for each other online - waiting for each other to go offline. The time ... there were countless times of memories i wished for and stay true ... but fate does not allow ... we all still have to move on ...

Moving on ... at home now, sitting infront of the computer, eating my cup noodles, i wish i had disappear ... i wish i would not have to go thru' this emo confuse states.

Sigh~ what a bitch i m ... writing on another guy while there is another guy out there embracing me with his love... yet i m yearning for another ...

yourstruly crapped @ Monday, November 13, 2006