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It's been awhile since I've blogged about anything other then my dancing... then again, my life is all about work and dance nowadays, and since I'm not really allowed to disclose information about my work, it leaves me no choice but to talk about dance.

Still... it also might be cause I'd rather not talk about other aspects of my life. Things are sometimes too personal or complicated for me to put on my blog and since people read this blog, I'd rather keep them private. If not I'd feel too exposed.

But what else can I talk about then? HhMMm... I want to get a credit card.... does that count? The one I'm looking at would give me a 20% discount on Genki Sushi.. so that's a major plus.. haha.. Unfortunately I dont qualify for the Celcom one yet, so we'll wait and see...

Life is so strange... things change too much too fast. I find myself longing for the comfort of my past, struggling with my present and dreading my future. Is this really my life? Isn't it too short for me to feel this miserable? Why am I not contented? I still have my ups and downs.. tho I have to say there are less downs nowadays... Nevertheless, growing up sure is tough. Doesnt help that I'm always so bloody broke all the time... trying to dampen the problem by getting dance gigs... tho it isnt really the season...

Anyway, last Saturday was the 2nd anniversary dinner of one of the studios I dance at. We were told in advance that they wanted us to do a performance. By virtue of being the only couple who compete in ballroom (albeit beginners), we were asked to dance a waltz. On Thursday I choreographed a waltz according to the 32 bars of the music... we were supposed to be given the choreography but the principal was tooo busy.. Friday, we discovered we were given the wrong music, so I had another 20 bars to add... luckily, we managed to throw enough crap together to fake the performance. However, most of the attendees were dance people.. urghz...

For the Jive performance however, I literally melted two pairs of pants when I blazed down the dance floor. :-s!!!!!! I melted the first pair during the practise. My choreography called for me running towards my partner who woudl already be on the floor and slide half the way there on my knees. The heat generated melted my pants and again in the other during the performance so I have two pairs with holes at the knee area :-( I'm so bloody annoyed... the audience loved it tho... but my precious pants are ruined!!! argh!!! and we're not even paid for the performance!! ARGH!!!

Sigh... anyway, I'll try to get pics to post 'em up. Hopefuly people got good pics of the performance. Would be quite cool if they have one of me sliding on the floor...