Saturday, November 15, 2008
[11:22 PM]

So it's been an extremely long hiatus from anything online and techy, blame it on work and the scholarship. Speaking of which, I'm here typing all this out as a proud graduant of a dance scholarship programme. It's not very big of a deal as it may sound like but the journey was not at all an easy one. No one in their right mind would sacrifice their leisure time every single day to suffer for their passion, but that's what the 7 of us dance scholars did, day in day out. We literally danced like there was no tomorrow, and last Saturday saw us graduating with a show like no other (to us at least). It wasn't held at a very prestigious location, we didn't manage to get enough publicity for a full house show, we may not be the best of the industry, but we went through enough pain to be so very proud of ourselves to have come so far and finally reached the finishing line. And the show is one I am very very proud of and glad to have done, despite all the mistakes and blank minds on stage, beats even my last two performances at the Esplanade.


I have every right to boast what I went through and sacrificed and I don't give a hoot for anyone who thinks I'm just being full of myself. Seen those athletes on TV crying for their passion for their sport? It's like that, just a little more complicated because we are not professionals of the industry. It really made things harder for all of us. There we were going through the pressure of screaming bosses, lazy colleagues and rushing projects and assignments, to excel at work, and what would have been really nice is a good night to retreat, recharge and replenish. But for one with such burning passion and desire for dance, night is the only time we have to also excel in the industry, even if it means returning home late, getting very little sleep and waking up with a battered and aching body and feet. So that was the routine, everyday for one full year.


Sounds crazy and impossible, but we did it, I did it, and not at the expense of work either. 2 weeks before graduation saw yours truly receiving his second Service Excellence Award for his second year in the force. For this part I'm not boasting, but I'm merely proud of myself, very proud because it had not been very easy for me and to be complimented such a way means a hell lot. I refuse to acknowledge myself as a workaholic because I'm not. I'm just chasing after the best things in life for a great future while I still have the chance to. You're turning one day older each time you wake up to the bright sunny sky and each day that goes just means one chance less to prove your worth to the world and to yourself. So why waste it?


Now that I have finally graduated and bosses are getting easier on me with the workload (about time!) freedom never felt any sweeter. I'm actually trying to get used to having less things to do now and trust me, it's quite a challenge. But at least I can use the time to catch up with other things in life I've been depriving myself of, like hanging out with friends (oh how many have I disappointed with failed meet ups!) and closing up the ever growing gap between God and me.


One thing I find myself unable to stop doing is smirking whenever colleagues tell me they are tired each morning I see them at work, when they actually had the whole of the previous night to themselves! Seriously, tell me about it.


So this is the poster we used for our publicity. I know, should have posted it up before the show, not after! Anyhow this is not the actual colour but I have no idea how to rectify the problem.




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