回顾easter之前的最后第二个星期

一个星期的记忆...

很久没有华文entry了。

星期一至星期四都在忙lab report。星期四的午后，像一条掉出水缸的金鱼。

星期五，lectures 之后，跟随kath去了 ‘bible study’。引号是因为，所谓的bible study并没有发生，我只是坐在小小的房间里，吃着，听着。听一听别人的对话，一些自己不常聊到的话题，是一种乐趣。反正，也太累，就是不想说话。

过后，去beeston。不知为什么，去了那里，就像去了一趟 Covent Garden。 好吧。 也许，只限于那间名为 The Bean 的咖啡馆。有想在那里打工的想法，感染一下，感受一番，那里咖啡豆的香浓，蛋糕面包的香甜。好想，就这样，坐在那里，静静喝着热饮，吃着蛋糕，不管是茶或咖啡，芝士或萝卜蛋糕，然后看着一本好书，度过一个美好的下午。如果是稍微凉快的夏天午后，就更完美了。坐在外面，吹着自然的风。。。

好了，陈芝璇，你也想得太多，太美了吧！

过后，走了一趟sainsbury, 还有之前也走了fresh asia。脑袋不断盘算着，easter要煮什么，吃什么。

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星期六，整个下午，就一直盯着电脑，看了好几集的《恶作剧之吻》，一边等着慢条斯理的 Mike Tan 大驾光临。在 Mandarin 用餐，好饱好饱。Alchemist 上演的地方，好远好远。我们迟到了10分钟。真不好意思。Alchemist 好好看，只有5位演员，道具很少很少，可是演员之优秀，表演方式之出色，绝对值回票价。

插曲：堂哥好怕自己的license会被吊销，因而闹出了不少笑话。赶往目的地时，还因为忘了开灯 （大朦），被警车追，害我以为，他犯了什么法，幸好没事，虚惊一场。

回到hall, 好多人在party -- spring party。没兴趣。大家，4男4女，齐聚suzanne的房间（委屈你了，你的房间，还有你，好可怜哦。要怪就怪，你房间的风水吧）。一开始，死命在那边聊一些没有营养，有的没的，白痴话题，可是还蛮好玩的啦。后来，Mike诡计多端，叫我们玩一个他拿手的游戏，不知叫什么的，总之就是一人想一个动作，传来传去的。谁输就罚喝汤! （suzanne煲汤） 结果，我们到最后真的把剩余的汤都清光了，还留下了好多好多的笑声。这时候，谁会管我们有多吵啊，反正那个 hall bar 更吵啊!

走了。大概1点左右吧。空。又恢复到，空的意境。可是累了，不想想那么多了。反正，过程比结果重要。对吧？

p.s. : 无聊可以很好玩，可是认真也很好。今天，刚刚好。午后的梦幻 + 不实际的陶醉，晚上哲学的探讨，深夜没有营养的疯狂，凌晨回首反省 + 回顾， a day well spent? hmm. no. i shud rephrase it, a day wasted, yet no regrets.

This week was hectic... yet, i finally find that things worked out in the way that i would actually feel happy about being so busy.. and yes, it was worth it.. i guess..

well, first thing. the dance show. it's called, rhythm of the night.

monday night. first technical rehearsal. so bored. didn't like wasting time there and doing nth, despite i brought books to read.

tuesday. from 11.30am till 10.30pm. i was in nottingham arts theatre most of the time. well, was away for half-an-hr to get dinner. by the way, dinner was actually quite good. hd lamb burger and amazing fat chips at the newmarket, a pub-restaurant nearby. so stuffed. i was thinking, how on earth am i going to dance.

whole day, spent most of my time, sitting there, trying to read as much as i can for the essay. then, i need to make up. for the 1st time in my life, make up all by myself. and somemore, stage make up. for that, i have to buy make up from boots, which cost me a bomb! man! i am spending so much in boots all the time.. cosmetics are just so exx.. oh well, i thought my first make up wasnt dat bad.. i was quite.. impressed? dat day went well, at 9.30ish quickly get back home and sleep!

wednesday. whole day doing psychoanalysis essay. skipped cardio kick. not good. dinner @ atrium was good. brocolli with REAL BLACK MUSHROOM, fried with oyster sauce. nice. got to notts art theatre ard 7.30pm. show starts 7.30, but it wont be my turn till 8.45pm. so hv loads of time to spare. moves today recorded on tape. one more day to go till the end of dance show.

thursday. woke up at 5ish to finish up psychoanalysis essay. phew. close call. another rainy day. it hs been raining, for the whole week. but mood wasnt affected. again, 7.30pm arrive. dat nite the audience were good. really happy. but some tech prob with music. cathleen came. so nice. gave me flowers. yeah!! haha.. took pix with fellow dancers.. after 3 days of sticking together, seems like getting closer with them. but too bad all dis hv to end. after doing my part of the dance, start feeling high.. n it got to climax afer finale.. was at the side back stage watching all the shows after my part. applause heard everywhere. no matter how did the dancers danced dat nite. everything just seem so.. so good. it's all abt the effort. i suddenly felt, the dance show, actually wasnt dat bad. it was pretty fun. perhaps if i was more involved, i wld feel more worth it n happy n excited. oh well, next yr i guess. i wonder if they mind me doing 水袖，which i really really feel like doing. hmm.

friday. apparently, dis day is when nightmare starts. 12am till 11.59am. no sleep. ok. well. small naps here n there. most of them r unintentional dozing off and 'fishing'. essay was crazy. got pretty lost in btween.. but manage to finish it. nevertheless. cant WAIT till lab report.. geez...

saturday. my day started at 11.30am. refreshed. aaaa. msian nite went well. happy to wear my new boots. they look cool! haha. stupid thing i arrived so late. so rush. din eat properly, take nice pics n relax n chill with supposedly mocktails? where r they? maybe all finished by the early birds. we were late pigs! thanks to stupid taxi drivers. argh. play was funny n entertaining. dinner wasnt filling. so just now ate curry puff. so full. opsie. anyway, well done peeps! who put so much time n effort into it!

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so tired now. cant desribe anymore. off to sleep. n looking fwd to a relaxing sunday. yahoo.

p.s.: dunno y. suddenly feel like karaoke-ing. help.

舞·dance~*

haven't blogged for a while.. since the recent teppanyaki incident..haha..

today..just feel like blogging abt.. DANCE.

today, hd the last official dance lesson before the performance.. things felt so messed up..

initially, i really hated the fact that the teacher wasnt good enuf in teaching us the steps n placing us in the correct position. ok.. yea, maybe he is busy.. but after today.. there seem to be more than that..

he tried hard. he did. but i dunno y some ppl just cant listen... they want to sort of dominate the situation.. as if they r now the choreographer. ok. maybe, they r really trying to help. n ok, maybe they did help somehow.. it's stupid.. y am i bitching abt other ppl.. anyway.. i just need to say dis..ok.. i understand y she needs to tell the instructor that she is offstage. dat is fine. but then, she tries to tell ppl how to do dis do dat.. ok.. communication with partner. yes. but then, i just feel it's a bit over. i pity the instructor at times. i dunno. maybe dat is how dance is taught here. they communicate instead of merely listening n follow instructions.

i really miss those days. those days in secondary school when we as a group, dance as one. we move together, side by side, same pace, same inner emotion, same expression, same enthusiasm, same passion.. even though there r variation in our dance moves, but overall, we r a whole. that feeling is so cool, n i am so sure i will nv ever experience dat again. we practise a roughly 3-4 minute dance for months. from scratch, where we all come from diff dancing background, diff abiilities, and finally, we all come as one.

舞蹈，是一种力量。可是，是需要栽培的力量。需要一支舞的所有舞蹈员，一起努力找寻，一起努力耕耘。从零开始，摸索着，揣摩着，寻找着，一种默契，一种信念。

sigh.. i cant help, but to think of the past, again. n everytime i think of the past, i cant help but to rmb the tragedy of Gatsby and of Etsuko...

okie.. enuf of sentimental moments...

i just hope the dance will turn out ok. i hope i will perform ok too.. at least, i need to get all the moves stamped in my head. i hope we can somehow, look like we r one.. somehow..

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next yr, i am thinking of doing a lot of things, but not sure if i hv the time. hoping to choreograph one dance for the dance show next yr, n maybe join the ballet part, n not the contemporary part. hoping to participate in msian nite, but it is likely dat both show will happen once again on the same week.. i hope not. well, just c how it goes. all dat i noe, now, is dat dancing is still part of life, after all.