Withdrawal Symptoms.

Let me do a thousand arabesques across the par quay floor. Let me feel the music pulse through my veins, flow through my blood, take over my mind and body. Let me feel the the strain of the arching back. Let me feel the hypnotic dizzy-ness as I turn. Let me jump. Let me stay. Let me fall.

Now that my last performance is over I have no studio to escape to.

I guess I will have to make do with a club in the meantime.

And of course, there are withdrawal symptoms too from the other one thing that I can't replace so easily.


Movie marathon at Kenneth's house yesterday with the Bondue peeps! Die Hard 4.0, Hot Fuzz and Disturbia. It was fun! Partly due to the fact that Kenneth had a huge basement solely for entertainment purposes, complete with lounge seats and a giant projector screen. Like, wow. His house is seriously amazing.


It's deva ju. I can feel myself falling, I'm at the point of no return.

The damned Plague.


Remembering Orpheus.

And so it ends today. He didn't give much of a struggle because I suppose he was tired too and expecting it anyway. I wish I could just sleep the tears away, but I can't. It's nearing morning but I can't. No one's there for me to call. It was really hard not to give in again, after all those things he said. I almost succumbed. But I remembered and hardened my heart. I will not look back again.


Back from SMUX Camp! And it was crazy fun because of my crazy group and group leaders! I'm like still on a high. Haha.


I felt every ounce of me screaming out,
But the sound was trapped deep in me.
All I wanted just sped right past me,
While I was rooted fast to the earth,
I could be stuck here for a thousand years,
Without your arms to drag me out.

Be my signal fire.


One would have thought that nine years of relationships would have taught him something about saying the right things to girls. Telling me that I can join him and another girl when they go clubbing: DEFINITE NO-NO.






Zouk was quite boring last night actually.


Went for afternoon tea with Fen today at Taka's Coffee Club. This afternoon tea thing is fun because it makes me feel so taitai-ish! Shuwen, Dorene and Marie joined us shortly after and we went shopping as usual. I had to leave early for dance which sucked because I was really looking forward to a major catch-up session with the girls that night before uni starts. What's new right? Haha. Still, I'm not complaining.

I'm starting to regret a little about not performing at next year's concert, especially after I heard Ms Yong will be chereographing the alumni's item. Though I wanted the time for my other commitments, it'll definitely feel weird not being swamped with dance practices all the time. I think it's still not too late to change my mind but I really don't know! I'm always like this. I'm like this with my laptop too, having already faxed in the order form for Fujitsu but still thinking if I should have bought Sony. Argh. I hate choices. Help me!