I've always loved the piano. And seeing a beautiful grand piano still makes my heart skip a beat.
Even though I did not complete the eight grades... Stopped at Grade 7 for practical and Grade 6 for theory. Failed my Grade 5 theory once some more. Was scolded left-right-centre by my mum when she learnt of it. Hah!
Refused to let my mum sell my piano away. And I would still get very upset when I realised new scratches on my piano. And would ^#$^*% at my mum and brother.
When the last time I really played it was... hmmm... last year?
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I love dance. Been dancing since young.
Chinese dance. Still remember I would take Bus 99 to Boon Lay Community Centre to learn dance with three of my cousins every Sunday. Class starts at 7 pm, ends at 9 pm.
And occasionally, we would go have McDonald's for dinner. That was simply pure bliss for a 10-year-old kid.
Simple things. Simple happiness.
We were kinda close to our teacher. He was our Dance teacher in primary school too.
He passed away when I was in Sec 4. My mum and cousins didn't tell me - for fear I would be very much affected.
Was still in dance society in secondary school. It was then that I came into contact with contemporary dance, ballet and still totally love them...
We even choreographed on our own a contemporary dance with this music -->Kitaro's Matsuri. For teachers' day celebration. Matsuri (祭) is the Japanese word for a festival or holiday.
Got rave feedback from all schoolmates. They simply love our dance and the music.
Yes, me too.
I miss contemporary dance. But realised my body is not as flexible as it used to be... I can't even do a proper split now, without yelping in pain. It is kind of depressing when I can even feel the hamstrings pulling when I do simple stretching. Big TSK.
Trying to satisfy my dancing craving through my exotic dance classes. But, hmmm... it's just different.
Sultry sexiness versus poised elegance. I prefer the latter.
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