Dinner And Dance; A Tribute To My Beloved Sifu

Went to the much anticipated dinner and dance yesterday. Oh my, it's such a great experience! This is my first time watching Latin Dance performances live, right from the dancefloor...wow! I can only say wow, Wow, WOW!!! Little kiddies, teens, seniors, professionals...they heated up the dancefloor with their oh-so-beautiful routines and moves. I'm totally mesmerized!


I suddenly felt proud for my Sifu, she taught all those students with love and care, and here they were, dancing their hearts out to her carefully choreographed routines. Every step they take, every move they flaunt, it reflects her. Her hard work, her passion, her success. Sifu, I see you smiling, a smile of joy and contentment, and I smile for you too. So much you've gone through, but so much you've gained as well.


Sifu, I remember clearly that day before I left to Shah Alam, my last lesson, you talked to me for a few hours...you told me about your past-------How you'd secretly taken up dancing without your parents knowledge, how you were looked down upon when you first started learning, how you never gave up even when other classmates of yours had left one by one, what special things that your very own sifu taught you, how you met your current partner who's also your husband, how you overcome every little problems between both of you, how you flaunt or flunk in various competitions, how you eventually started your dance teacher's career and how you made it to what you are today. You told me life was never a bed of roses for you, but you carry one belief that whatever can be accomplished if you have the determination. You believe that hard work will eventually pay off. (And that is what you used to advise me ever so often.) And you said, with a twinkle in your eyes, that the only thing that had brought you so far is the never-ending passion towards dancing, right in your heart.


I listened with awe and with a heart bursting with respect and admiration. I salute you for your courage, your passion, and your strong determination. All along the conversation, I think I could almost see a glow above your head, oh my, you seems like an angel!!! An angel motivating me with words of wisdom, feeding me with your very own experience, so that I could grow along with you. Never ever in my life, had I ever seen a teacher like you. A teacher who had taught me so much more about life, over the one month I've been with you, you've really taught so much more than just dancing. And every word you speak, I remember, I treasure them more than the most precious diamonds. I'll carve them in my heart, so that they will stay, forever.
I especially love that cute little quote you gave me: "只要你有手有脚又还未死，那你就可以跳舞啦！不用怕些什么的。就去吧！输了又不用死的。"


Thank you thank you Sifu!!! Thanks for everything. Thanks for letting me attend your dinner and dance without a ticket. I really don't know how to express my gratitude to you for letting me attend something so nice, for free. How very nice of you to give me a chance to all of these wonderful experiences, and even to bring me to my place in person when I was feeling a little lost when I first arrived and without a ticket in hand, to fetch me back home after the ceremony... Thank you for this memorable night. And thank you for every little thing you've taught me, for all the lessons of life.

I love you, Sifu.

Till The Next Time I Come Home

Well, this is the last day of my sem break. Thought I wanna blog about something special before I leave to college. Well, so I suppose i'll blog about my holidays. But no, I won't babble along about every unimportant-time-wasting-shopping-trips I went, or every friends' reunion and farewells I attended. It will be boring, even to myself. I'll just write down the things that are really significant to me, this whole long month.


My holidays hadn't been specially interesting. Not happening either. Pretty simple, but I love every moment of it. Mostly because of the dance classes I attended. You might think that it is real boring. Life like this. I don't even go out a lot. Never even watch a lot of movies or shows. Tuesday nights and Friday mornings or afternoons are for dance lessons, Sundays are for church and guitar lessons. In between... I practise my steps. And my splits. And my stretching. And my guitar. And I write in my diary. I go for occassional evening walks with my mum down at the park. The rest of the other times, lazing around. Dreaming. Thinking.


There are surely lotz to be thought about. And I will take me ages to write it all down. But I did made a great decision afterall. I rejected the offer to be that guy's partner. Sorry. I don't think it's a great idea afterall. All the problems, I see it as God's way of advising me against it. And my troubled mind, my slumberless nights thinking over that offer, I decided to end it all by just saying No. I do really love to enter the competition. But come to think in depth, it just doesn't sound like THE RIGHT TIME. One biggest reason, the guy wasn't the right partner. I'm taller than him if I'm in heels. And I dun wan to be in bad terms with anyone by betraying anyone. I can't bring myself to be so selfish.

Somehow, I knew I did the right decision. ^_^


And so I just have to keep dreaming, and keep working hard. I am sure that God will look after my every step. God will arrange for me what will be the best. I believe in Him. For the chance that I passed by this time, God will arrange better ones for me in future. I believe.


And so, again, I should brace myself for another new day ahead. And all the days after that. I shall be returning to INTEC, tomorrow, oh well, today. And I shall have to strive hard there again, whether I like it or not. I will surely try to make the best out of it. But still, surely not forgetting what my heart really loves.
The passion in my heart, I shall keep it burning. The dreams I carry, I shall keep it alive. Keep loving, keep dreaming, keep working.


Till the next time I come home.

My New Babe!!!

I was practically over-whelmed when I first met you, my love. Yupz, my LOVE. I waited for so long, one week and four days, before I could finally meet you. You sat there quietly, in the backseat of the car, somewhat weary and battered, after that long tedious journey. This is how you look when I first saw you...yesterday...

Sighing, Sifu told me that they were always really rough in handling all these shipping and mailing of stuff...argh...Well, at least they are not rough in the making of my beloved dance shoes though.

It was a bit too late to get these shoes, since this was going to be my last dance lesson for this sem holidays. Well, never mind, at least I get to flaunt it during this last lesson of mine. ^-^

Opening the box was like opening a treasure chest, and Sifu laughed at me. Sure she could, she changed a pair like once every three months?! God knows how many pairs had she owned... But for me, this is my first pair, my first babe!

Look at how blissfully beautiful it lies in the "slightly deformed" box

When I unwrap the plastic, it smiles up at me like this...

Oh my, I just LOVE the sparkling, bling bling look of it!!!

Sifu and I chose the colour together. I chose the model too. It has to be comfortably tight enough as well as lasting through all the swivels and spins; kicks and flicks. And it proves to be it. The leather lining in it is super comfy. Handmade, pre-ordered straight from the factory.

A fine work of art, I can say.

Sifu loves it, I love it too.

The front view...simply love the criss-cross design...

Well, so here's all about my beloved dance shoes. It's so lovely I can't help but to blog about it. Now I have an OFFICIAL dance shoes!!! I don't need to dance around in sneakers anymore...lol.

Only thing is, uh, my mum doesn't know about it, yet. She'll be kinda disapproving of my it. But it's oh-so-adorable, I wonder how can anyone be angry if I brought such a lovely thing back home?! Afterall, I bought it with my own hard-saved money, so she might just nag me a little...and let go of this case.

Neways, all is worth it, for my love!!!