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Thursday, April 07, 2005

I have come to realize that I’m actually addicted. So stuck in it, I can’t stop thinking about. And of course it’s none other than break dancing. I dreamt about dancing this morning, and then the whole day was thinking of top rocks, flares, air tracks, elbow tracks, windmills, head spins, spinning chairs, 1990s and so on. Then, I realize that I’m thinking too much, I force myself to stop. And I go into thinking about links. Headstand, shoulder freeze, chair, elbow freeze, air freeze, air chair, banana, hollow back, lunars and so on. So I finally decided that bogging should be the only way to stop myself from thinking about it.

At long last, my flares are getting some where. Not that I’m satisfied, but I’m glad that I’m finally getting it. Nor bin was saying that I learn so long, then now den can do more rounds. But actually, what I really want it that when people remember me, I don want them to go like, oh that guy ar, he can flare, mills, head spins and a bit of this and that. I rather they go, oh that guy ar, he not very good, but his flares are very nice. But of course I don just want to have good flares. So I guess there are more hard work to be done. Hopefully, I will be able to get more rounds of flares by the end of this month, den I can put more effort into learning air tracks with the goal of being able to stand some where on par with hazrul, the one-he-always-say-i-angkat.

And dancing, this is the part where I really wish to improve on. The way the body moves to follow the music, I kind of compared it to an actor acting out a good script. How good the script can be presented will only depend on the actor itself. That calls for more hard work, and I have really been trying quite hard to figure out the concept behind each dance step. Hopefully, I can one day dance like cheno or like that Japan guy. My ultimate dream, a power mover with groove. Like what skillet says, may not be the best, but always try my best. Or something lidat.

On a whole, I’m glad that I am progressing towards my goal of the suntec dance comp. still more hard work but I will try harder.

Lastly, hao is going into NS today. All the best, brother. Don worry la, it will be over in a blink of an eye. Think even faster that I can say “whoooooooooooooo~”

gilbert at 12:11 AM [comment]

{I hear voices, voices only half as humane as mine..}