<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512</id><updated>2011-07-28T05:57:59.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revolution</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>245</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7320266244034884316</id><published>2010-05-04T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T02:32:07.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A Leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Humble yet not proud,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Patient yet not demanding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Criticised but not praised,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Frustrated but doesn't show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Protects his men,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;but not himself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;A leader serves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess what my close bro yst said was right. I too felt that way. Ever since i stepped up and taken the position of a leader, so many things have changed. I remembered the days where everyone of us was carefree, just dancing happily, and enjoying being in each other company. I miss those days bigbig time. Things seem to be so different now, since our priorities are different. I wish, I could enjoy those whacky times with my dance mates all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I know I'm trying my best with my mates to do things for the good of the club. But who sees the work that we do? People base their judgement on results, not the efforts, or the process. No matter how much work you put in, if the result is a failure, you get condemned and criticised. If your result is a success, people soak themselves in the atmosphere, but you will not get praised or encouraged. I've learnt all this through what God has gone through during His hardship. I don't blame anyone for what I am going through, or the things I am going through, because the people around me won't know as I dont open up to people. I simply have lost trust in the people around me. Now i know why people would rather turn to blog to make their feelings known.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;But i do enjoy whatever i am doing now. I am learning day by day. I love criticisms, cos that's how i learn. I love going through hardships, because i know i will be stronger by the end of the day. And most impt, i miss my friends and the fun times we had. Please dont let our different priorties affect our friendships.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7320266244034884316?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7320266244034884316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7320266244034884316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7320266244034884316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7320266244034884316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/05/leader-humble-yet-not-proud-patient-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7307334029130379706</id><published>2010-05-03T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T08:01:26.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, I guess those who have spoken to me, would have realised I went through mayhem since the first day of release of results. To prevent me from repeating and whining about it, I will just end it once and for all here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My Group for a particular module, had agreed not to submit any peer evaluation of each other. Why? The Prof said, should none of us submit, the whole group will get the same grade. So, our group agreed, since we felt each of us had put in our fair share of effort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;On the day i received my results, i was shocked to realised my group project grade was worse than my peers. So i went to email my group, to ask who had submitted the peer evaluation. 5/6 replied they didnt. 1 hasn't replied up to today. So I asked the prof, if he did make a mistake, cos he said that my group had submitted peer eva, but when i asked my group, they said they didnt. SO WHO SHOULD I BELIEVE when both sides are telling me different stories? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And seriously, in my own personal opinion, it's not professional to use CAPS in email, or even exclamation marks like !!. one of ! would be quite offensive, and !! would be worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And I dont think false accusations are very right. To me, in the business world, no matter what positions you are at, it doesn't give you the right to false accuse someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That being said, i decide to bring a closure to this matter. I know someone in the group lied. I wont blame you, but seriously, please have more integrity, and be more ethical from now on. What you're doing is uncalled for, and it speaks alot about yourself.  For whatever you did to me, I salute you. I stuck to my word of agreement and did not submit the peer eva. At least, i was ethical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7307334029130379706?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7307334029130379706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7307334029130379706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7307334029130379706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7307334029130379706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/05/well-i-guess-those-who-have-spoken-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1042696544571766826</id><published>2010-04-28T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T08:59:47.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Although it's someone unrelated to me, but whenever i receive news of people who commit sucide, I just feel so emotional. It's even more saddening when the person is so young, and has a future. I really detest those people who go around hurting others, with their words or actions, that drives people to the brink of sucide.  I just can't imagine how hurt their parents and friends would be feeling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;No matter what tough period of times you're going through, please stay strong. Sucide is not the way out though it might feel that way. Everyone, please cherish every single person around you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1042696544571766826?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1042696544571766826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1042696544571766826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1042696544571766826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1042696544571766826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/04/although-its-someone-unrelated-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3467868302135615329</id><published>2010-04-26T06:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T06:28:12.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dance is enjoyable, not restricted, free to move. Singapore is really UP-ing in the dance scene. I still remember those days when i first picked up dance, there weren't much dance schools to learn from. So me and my friends relied on youtube, and sessions to learn. It was a big switch for me, considering I was a sportsman since primary school, from rugger, to hockey player, to soccer player, to sprinter. LOL!. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I won't forget those times when I was being looked down upon as a dancer. Don't get me wrong, I have learnt to forgive. But those comments are what drives me to improve as a dancer. I remember I was commented as a dancer with stroke. And i remember this particular dancer, who just brushed me aside when I asked him for pointers. haha, he hasn't changed 1 bit, only making friends with dancers who are good, and only exchanging pointers with them. I guess that's the sad part of being a dancer... once you improved, ego is boosted, and your humble mentality all changes to arrogance. I always believed that learning is never ending, and one day those weaker than you will surpass you. i don't see the need to actually look down on dancers who learn slower. Thats a very sad life of you as a dancer. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The more you share, the more you will learn, especially things you never knew you would know. So what if you become famous, do you love dance for what it is? Im glad I have friends who enjoy dance, just because they enjoy. These are the people I respect. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I guess most people are fearful of music, or helpless, because they feel tense. Let your body move. I have had the honour to talk to many humble and good dancers, and learnt a lot from them. Trust me, once the music is switched on, just move your body. Dont have to care what others think, or say. Only then, you will realise what you're capable of. People who are still able to dance, should grasp the opporunity. Im unfortunate not to be able to dance for quite some&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3467868302135615329?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3467868302135615329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3467868302135615329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3467868302135615329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3467868302135615329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/04/dance-is-enjoyable-not-restricted-free.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-2375528369701030584</id><published>2010-04-26T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T03:55:26.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Great! Summer is here! I went for an internship interview last week, so i'm currently awaiting for my application results. I thought it was just a face to face chat, but I was tested on Excel and ppt. haha excel I was tested on CAT. But ok lah, im more of a qualitative person. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reservist in July, i'll probably go with my badly injured knee since im already downgraded. Surgery will be right after that. So all in all, i shldnt dance to my operation date, which should be around August, + recovery till December, means I am not allowed to dance for nearly a year. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I may not be showing it through my emotions, or behaviour, but deep down, nobody knows the frustration and pain im going though except God. I can be bubbly, and support my friends in dance, but not being able to dance does make me sucky and lousy. Of course, i know everything happens for a reason, and my life will turn out well sooner or later. But what if, what if i had not twisted and snapped my knee on that unfortunate day. Dancers, please take good care of your body. one injury can just make u start from point zero again. I can say that, i might even give up dancing at the thought of not being able to dance for one year, and starting from scratch. But dance is too big a thing for me, i've too much passion for it. yes, my 3 years of hardwork may be going down the drain, i may need to start from scratch. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I fear the days where right after operation, my right leg would be like a baby leg, without strength. I fear the need to undergo boring physio, which would train my determination and patience. I fear, the times where i need to be on crutches, and not being able to travel anywhere as and when I want. But no point looking back now. Whats happened has happened. The only thing for me is not to give up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why? Cos dance is what I love.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-2375528369701030584?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2375528369701030584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=2375528369701030584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2375528369701030584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2375528369701030584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/04/great-summer-is-here-i-went-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4474858361879493364</id><published>2010-04-19T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:04:44.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Last day of exams! Song boh! hahas after that going to get new com so can l4d 2 everyday! hahahs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, i kept waking up yesterday night, think too excited about last day, and also cos my knee frickin hurts a lot now, cos i snapped it yesterday while.. WALKING. Seriously, it doesn't look very bright for my knee, and i tink surgery is the only way out now, since i rest for a period of time, and it can even snapped while im walking. Limping to exam hall now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tonight got fling! Song bo! I dont want be merlion, and i dont want anyone to be! Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;See ya'll!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4474858361879493364?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4474858361879493364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4474858361879493364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4474858361879493364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4474858361879493364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/04/last-day-of-exams-song-boh-hahas-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-8143858644600916764</id><published>2010-04-18T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T21:28:19.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahan 1 more day! Lai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha every friends of mine is ranting how their exam is over, asking me out for L4d 2. Even when I log into facebook, everyone is posting exams is over. :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Never mind, after tmr i'll be flying! Hang in there Nikz, one more day! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've too many things to do after exam is over! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Emix chalet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Shopping&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) New com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) L4D2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) Dance (if i can)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) Internship? dont know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) overseas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha so many things to shop for seriously. I think i forgot how to go Orchard already. I didnt even know got so many new buildings lah. Ok i need the following:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Gangsta` jacket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Tees&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) Accessories&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) Bball shorts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And im going to get me new com!! But i think i need to wait for 3 weeks to arrive leh :( means i can only l4d2 after 3 weeks? NO!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Internships i planned to do in year 3, but i applied anyway. So just awaiting news. How to intern, when im going for surgery? Doc says crutches 1 month, physio 5 months... :( Cannot dance 6 months is like don't eat carrot cake for 10 years. Lols. Nvm, i shall go for Lyle Beniga's class first! yes! He is coming to SG!! After watching youtube, wondering when woould he even teach in sg, he finally is! Omg la. but can my knee take it? Heck! hahahs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anw, I think ive been watching too many korean vids since dunnoe how long ago, and too hooked to Kpop already. Im like living in a world of fantasy. GG. Wakeup Nikz. Lols.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, back to studying game theory, which i thought was  a  module to play games, but in fact it's not :x&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Annyeong!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-8143858644600916764?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/8143858644600916764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=8143858644600916764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8143858644600916764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8143858644600916764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/04/tahan-1-more-day-lai.html' title='Tahan 1 more day! Lai!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4941077667924828475</id><published>2010-04-10T07:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T10:33:13.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My friends used to told me, "talking it out is better than keeping it to yourself". For months, I could not bare it all, because of a promise I made. But since now im being played in a bastard and bitch game, I will play it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Remember the first time we chatted, where you said you would notice me if I am not at practice? And you would be so concern and all? Not knowing how time flew, we got together, on a condition: I am not allowed to tell anyone we're attached.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I knew something was wrong, which couple would be so ashamed of being together? However, I guessed I love her too much to care. We had to act like normal friends in front of our common friends, we had to meet in a secluded area before we could go home together, and you just didnt allow me to hold your hands. We never even gone town together before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I still remember, at the study table, we had to resort to msn and sms, tho we were sitting just beside each other. This, for fear others would know about us, fearing they would befriend you because you're the P's gf, for motives such as running for Exco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Because you like the wedding dress mv so much, I learn the whole MV within 3 days and video-ed it down live for you, so you could bring it overseas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I wrote a diary for you, bought mittens for you, ski cap, the cologne you wanted... Was I being too nice? Well, you said I loved you more than you did, and I simply gave so much more than you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was so looking forward to your return back to SG, and when you did, you had to break up with me, just saying no more feelings. How mature is that, how responsible is that. Throughout this trip, you knew the 3rd party was going to be persistent on you, yet you went ahead it, and didnt reject him. The pictures says it all. There was never a closure on our issue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How you were so mushy with him on the trip, and you even extended your trip with him, using your 2 other friends as excuses to make it seem it wasnt a date. Now i know why you initiated a breakup the moment you landed in SG. Everything seems so clear now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And i can't believe you even went his house already. haha. yes, haha is the word to describe the situation. People may see you as an angel, through the way you behave, and how you dress. But who would know how devious you could be, behind the innocent appearance. There's a lot more stuff i won't say here, because its too ugly to be told. But your appearance certainly dont match how wild you can be. You didnt' want people to know about us, just so you would appear to be the good guy isnt it? Well good for you now,that you're willing to be with a rich guy, who dumped his gf to chase you. Good match. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To the so called guy, im still giving you face by not mentioning your name. You have the guts to woo an attached girl, but not guts to look at me when i see you in school? SHame on you. Now i know why my ex prevented me from talking to you, not because she was afraid you would be ego, but because she felt for you something back then. Anyway, pls brush up on your chasing girl tactics, cos it sucks? And for a guy, who uses his wealth to chase after attached girls, doesnt say alot about your character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4941077667924828475?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4941077667924828475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4941077667924828475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4941077667924828475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4941077667924828475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-friends-used-to-told-me-talking-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3856695840887891603</id><published>2010-03-16T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T01:24:41.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hahaa dont know why but im back to blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Can't dance full out sucks, since my knee has been diagnosed with complete rupture of ACL, complex tear of meniscus and posterior horn. Surgery will make my knee different. Months of physio is boring. Scared of relapse, scared i deprove in dance when im just making progression, scared im missing out on competitions, scared i cannot go the NYC trip, scared my whole knee will be useless if i dont go surgery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just realised how childish people can be. Age is not what defines maturity, but rather what a person goes through in life. How you behave says a lot abt yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Very impressed with people who appears angelic, and turns devilish within the snap of a finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3856695840887891603?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3856695840887891603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3856695840887891603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3856695840887891603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3856695840887891603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2010/03/hahaa-dont-know-why-but-im-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-8939933698069900641</id><published>2009-03-08T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T23:21:22.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh myyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SbS1UNrYD0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_B3USwXchqM/s1600-h/DSC00257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311069219450261314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SbS1UNrYD0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_B3USwXchqM/s320/DSC00257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SbS1LXBEHEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rhOisFXmnPM/s1600-h/DSC00256.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311069067338325058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SbS1LXBEHEI/AAAAAAAAAIc/rhOisFXmnPM/s320/DSC00256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I got home just now, and got a huge shock. I was like, WHATS THIS BIG THING AT MY DOOR STEP!!!! i took a closer look, it was a gigantic turtle can?! goosebumps. My dad tried to catch it but it was so fast and feirce! In the end he managed to, for a good cause. Cos if it didnt had water it wld die...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-8939933698069900641?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/8939933698069900641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=8939933698069900641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8939933698069900641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8939933698069900641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-myyyyy.html' title='oh myyyyy'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SbS1UNrYD0I/AAAAAAAAAIk/_B3USwXchqM/s72-c/DSC00257.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7827266865913860203</id><published>2009-02-05T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T06:01:21.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childish Act.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just dont understand, its just a sale. Goods go at good prices, and nice goods. So why do people even want to be selfish about this and not inform others about it? Are people so selfish to the extent that they cant even share about sales to their own friends? PLS, GROW UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7827266865913860203?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7827266865913860203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7827266865913860203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7827266865913860203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7827266865913860203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/02/childish-act.html' title='Childish Act.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-2262968180995281294</id><published>2009-02-03T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T07:57:31.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a Dancy day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today was one of the days when i was really touched. Even though i didnt say it, but if my parents were to come and support me in my dance or in anything i do, i will be really touched. So far, they only came for my danceworks competition which was in 2005. Since then, they've been too busy or exhausted. Today, i was youtubing some dance vids from Funkamania 2009, when my mum just came into my room and said, AYE you havent let me see your dance vid leh! haha. i was so taken aback that it took me a few seconds before i loaded my youtube vid of my Gatsby Finals. Then she called my dad who came in as well. Watching the video with them, listening to her comments and praises, i really felt so touched. Even though i didnt perform up to standard, but what ive achieved and gained through the process and experience, it was priceless. I love you Dad and Mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Today we did blocking for Friday's Patron Day performance. had fun because this is my first time performing with Emix. It was a fresh experience to be placed somewhere in the front too, but today i was seriously off form. Nothing seems to be going my way, and i cant seem to execute my steps and style even though my heart wanted to. Jiayou Nikz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And i saw this video from DT's nick, and my jaws dropped. Seriously, why did i started dancing at such a late age. Why wasnt i exposed to dance earlier. Why was i playing soccer! Be inspired from watching this video, dont be discouraged pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C03v8Ue_vok"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C03v8Ue_vok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, my status in FB was totally shocked and in disbelif. Im seriously apalled at how some people can end their rships with their partners with reasons like im sick of this rship, i cant cope with this rship, im not ready for a rship etc. Yet within a short span of time, they get into another rship. Irony isnt it? I really pity one of my friend, but im glad he is dealing it well. But as for the other one, ive really no comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, I had a good long talk with Fong just now. Hope time will heal everything. And he really gave me lotsa tips on dance which i appreciate. Thanks man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-2262968180995281294?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2262968180995281294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=2262968180995281294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2262968180995281294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2262968180995281294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/02/dancy-day.html' title='a Dancy day'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1572828282083709782</id><published>2009-01-28T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T20:48:42.127-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont know how to drive dont drive.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the traffic light at my house area, has always been very dangerous. Cars OFTEN beat the red lights. so this morning, this car honked at me and almost banged me when the red light was shown. Not only was he in the wrong, he stopped his car and stared at me. Of course, i stared back cos he was in the wrong. Such audacity. WEAK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1572828282083709782?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1572828282083709782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1572828282083709782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1572828282083709782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1572828282083709782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/dont-know-how-to-drive-dont-drive.html' title='Dont know how to drive dont drive.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5613041289075381866</id><published>2009-01-26T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T11:02:32.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>dissapointment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After watching my video in Gatsby dance finals, im wondering how i got 3rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My movements wasnt even clear. it was crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Eveyrthing i choreo-ed and did in prac, didnt even come out in the finals. I admit i was nervous, cos its my first solo competition, but it wasnt an execuse. it was crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Im so ashame to show my friends the video, but i promised to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Thanks to everyone who encouraged. Props to Bgirl jas for the video.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5613041289075381866?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5613041289075381866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5613041289075381866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5613041289075381866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5613041289075381866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/dissapointment.html' title='dissapointment.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5547050273481847134</id><published>2009-01-25T01:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:36:20.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GONG XI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lol, it was only yesterday that i realised Ryan was an aerobics instructor and he took part in aerobics competition before. LOL!. The way he said it was so funny, when he wore his tight fitting costume and the priceless expression . And he even demo-ed how to do push-ups in a split position. Omg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, my nieces and nephews are at my place and kept screaming INKFISH. i was like whats that? Then my sis in law told me that when i was in primary 2, i was asked , " whats a fish that squirts ink?". Answer is Squid right? They said i said INKFISH. LMAOS, since when i said that! But even if i did, i was innocent back then ok. HAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Cny to everyone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5547050273481847134?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5547050273481847134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5547050273481847134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5547050273481847134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5547050273481847134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-xi.html' title='GONG XI!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4951706844440841230</id><published>2009-01-21T20:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T20:08:05.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TV!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Words can't describe how happy i am now. A message from a tv channel, im invited to dance on tv. God is really making waves in my life. Exciting rollercoaster! Gatsby is really the door God opened for me, from joining the competition, solo, top 3, media, so much more. It is just getting better. Stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4951706844440841230?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4951706844440841230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4951706844440841230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4951706844440841230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4951706844440841230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/tv.html' title='TV!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1610622270163288145</id><published>2009-01-17T12:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T09:26:42.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatsby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBjn5S9zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vce5SkN56OY/s1600-h/gatsby+trophy(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292505329862637362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBjn5S9zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vce5SkN56OY/s320/gatsby+trophy(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; Trophy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBd-bApjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/axqJqdbZ-ME/s1600-h/gatsby+trophy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292505232830408242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBd-bApjI/AAAAAAAAAIM/axqJqdbZ-ME/s320/gatsby+trophy.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBM9SUIMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dkfo0B8OlAk/s1600-h/gatsby+hamper.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292504940467724482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBM9SUIMI/AAAAAAAAAIE/dkfo0B8OlAk/s320/gatsby+hamper.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gatsby Product Hamper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBHZy0EII/AAAAAAAAAH8/cFpTIY5pkiI/s1600-h/gatsby+box.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292504845041012866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBHZy0EII/AAAAAAAAAH8/cFpTIY5pkiI/s320/gatsby+box.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLAraalUSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TjC3ZisCLYQ/s1600-h/gatsby+nikz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292504364171481378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLAraalUSI/AAAAAAAAAH0/TjC3ZisCLYQ/s320/gatsby+nikz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;My Gatsby Shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gatsby Styling Dance Competition has come to a close! I stil remembered the first day my friend told me about this comp, and asked me to join. I was very interested and went ahead with it. I remembered saying that 2009 is a year i want to go solo, after dancing for 3 years and mainly in groups. And i thought, this might be a good chance and a gd start to 2009 since the competition is in January. haha so i started filming an audition video in between my FB production stage runs with the help of Nick Sim and Bgirl Jas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;My loveable friends voted for me and my audition video went through and i got the finals. I was comforted that i heard feedback the judges liked my video and personality. So i began training for the finals, wanting to rep Singapore to go Tokyo so badly. However, this competition has no seperation of solos and groups and genre unlike other competitions. I knew I was at a disadvantage because groups could play formation, and play more entertainment. However, I did my best, and seriously, i knew i improved and brokethru through this competition. I did things i never thought i could, i was surprised at my own progress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Friends like Victor ( my primary school friend), Norbin, Willie, the matk kids, and many more friends i made through this competiton was priceless. They were friendly, encouraging and had no 'competitor' air about them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then , it was my turn. I really did all i could, i even forgot steps for 10seconds, but i covered it up and i guess people didnt realised. Dancing solo, for the first time in my life, in front of 3 judges close up, was a great experience. Sheikh Haikel, George Chan and Rosalyn. George commented on my dance, saying my essence was strong and dance was good, and the gimmicks and costume too. But i lack promoting the product in my dance. Alot of others also commented i was very different from the rest, the idea was very fresh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Results time, My heart was racing but i was not expecting much since i knew the competiton was tight. UDC got the special awards, and then came the 2nd runner up. Tensions mounting ... " And the 2nd runner up goes to... NIKZ!!!" i was stunned yet happy! Being in the top 3, and the only soloist in the top 3, and my first solo competition, i was happy. And i even took a pic with Rosalyn, she's so tall and pretty and we took pretty close. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;People i didnt knew, came up to me and complimented me, friends who came to support me, the love was just undescribable. Azila, Nuh, Zac, Tyron, Andee, and many others who came to support me, from the bottom of my heart, thank you. Those who cldnt make it but wished me well, I love you too. Tricia, Mikal, Diane, Daph, Jin, Seok, Huda, Evelyn, Steffi, the support was just overwhelming. I love you people. To those people who were locked outside bt still made a trip down, i sincerely apologise to you. But i really was touched by the trip you guys made down.&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Though i have mixed feelings that solo and group had differences, and bboys powermoves are much stronger, but the process of going through this competition, improving, this is priceless. The media interviews, making new friends and bonds, priceless too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After that, i went to find Jacky, Andee, Ty, Bao, Mianbao, Arjuna, Mike, Regina to chill at cine. We roamed round before we decided to settle down at youth scape park. haha and it was so funny cos they were telling ghost stories and everyone was screaming and stuff and Jacky saw a shooting star which made the girls screamed cos they thought he saw something. ROFL&gt; hahas. Anyway, it's great to chill with a bunch of friends late at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Congrats to trademark , ruffjack and poppers action party for making it to the finals for funkamania! For bizzo, pls dont be dissapointed. it's the process yea? i still love my harshbrowns. LOL. huggles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1610622270163288145?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1610622270163288145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1610622270163288145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1610622270163288145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1610622270163288145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/gatsby.html' title='Gatsby!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SXLBjn5S9zI/AAAAAAAAAIU/vce5SkN56OY/s72-c/gatsby+trophy(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4564448164406194569</id><published>2009-01-16T10:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T10:33:49.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;so many of my friends stepped out solo, and now have risen to instructors. from seeing them the first day they were raw to dance, and now to instructors, im so so proud of them. i wanna be an instructor one day too, and impact people's lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4564448164406194569?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4564448164406194569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4564448164406194569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4564448164406194569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4564448164406194569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-many-of-my-friends-stepped-out-solo.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1231457959392063739</id><published>2009-01-15T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T20:31:47.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Competitions!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tomorrow is FUNKA Prelims! To Bizzo, Trademark and RuffJackRepresent, all the best! Do well for FB yeah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tomorrow is also my Gatsby Dance Finals at Zouk. I was pretty down a few days ago, suddenly and all of a sudden. I started to question myself, what the heck am i doing, is this even a dance that can make me a champ? Thanks to friends like Raizan, Yee joo, Diane, CK, Jianhao and others who encouraged me and picked me up again. I guess i place too high expectations on myself, and i really wanna do well so badly. But like what some of my friends said, Just Enjoy . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll put up a great show tmr, and hopefully, my next post would be " Im the Gatsby Dance Champ"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1231457959392063739?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1231457959392063739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1231457959392063739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1231457959392063739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1231457959392063739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/competitions.html' title='Competitions!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5312539722365036570</id><published>2009-01-11T05:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T05:25:45.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Terminal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I just caught a movie on Ch 5, The Terminal starring Tom Hanks. He really did a gd job in this movie and so was the storyline. The whole movie was practically revolving around the airport terminal but it was planned so well. Now i know why this movie is rated well. Go catch the movie peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5312539722365036570?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5312539722365036570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5312539722365036570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5312539722365036570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5312539722365036570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/terminal.html' title='The Terminal'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-2399471246844679788</id><published>2009-01-09T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T11:06:37.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where's the support when i need it most. :s&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1) *** *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;2) **** ****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;3) **** ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-2399471246844679788?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2399471246844679788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=2399471246844679788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2399471246844679788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2399471246844679788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/wheres-support-when-i-need-it-most.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5261723587877835743</id><published>2009-01-02T09:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T09:35:55.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gatsby Finals here i come!! Thanks for eveyrone who voted for my dance, i really appreciate the love yo. From the bottom of my heart, thank you! I will do my best for the dance finals! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Because it clashes with Funka prelims, i had to inform my crew members i cldnt join em for the prelims. It felt terrible, but im glad to see them so cheeredup just now! Press on man! Make it a double blessing by me winning and you guys going to finals!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5261723587877835743?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5261723587877835743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5261723587877835743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5261723587877835743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5261723587877835743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2009/01/finals.html' title='FINALS!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-2651231147125255620</id><published>2008-12-31T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T12:25:17.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And so, the sms-es are coming in, the well wishes, fireworks. 2009, i mean 2008 has just passed! It's time to usher in the 09 year yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Looking back on where we've been through... aye nono, wrong frequency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Looking back on the year 2008, it's been a rollercoaster year yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;The year my study dream came true. I was not admitted to one, but two universities. I did very badly during my A levels in JC, i retook during NS as a private candidate and didnt do well. It was a very tough time for me. I let myself and my parents down. I was practically at a loss. I went back to poly to continue studying and finally, i made it to University. Thank you Lord. Maybe it was a blessing in disguise, as this was the extra motivation for me to study real hard in poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;The year i turned 24, but im still young at heart ok! 18 always. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;The year a dance dream came true too, a first production for Foreign Bodies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hahaa and many more which i cannot think of now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Im going to concentrate more on solo for dance. Many of my friends have stepped up and so must I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha the year i find a suitable partner? LOL, im gonna be 25 la! i mean 18. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i wanna keep in shape and hopefully get at least 4 packs, now only two LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I want my family to be safe and sound, and tt includes me, and includes healthy happiness and so on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I wish my friends to be well &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;I wanna have a breakthrough in my dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Closer to the Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;The list goes on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;haha i can't believed i just watched 3 movies in a row on Ch U. Flashpoint, Volcano High and Rush hour 2. All fighting movies. And yes, im a fan of Donnie Yen. His hands are lightning quick man! Next two movies i wanna watch, Ip Man and Ong bak 2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I spent my countdown with my parents, but before that we went for a buffet. I wont name the restaurant but seriously, the service sucks. Not once, twice or thrice, the staff kept asking us to pay the bills and check the bills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ahah my niece and nephew told me so many lame jokes today that i realised i aint that lame afterall. and they are so young. LOL. Sometimes the innocence of a kid is so beautiful, so pure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Quote of the year: Dont think what others can do for you, think what you can do for others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-2651231147125255620?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2651231147125255620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=2651231147125255620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2651231147125255620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2651231147125255620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/2009.html' title='2009!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4031507256847033336</id><published>2008-12-29T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T10:45:54.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i havent watched the trailer for bed time story, and i dont even remembered there was a movie for it. But boy oh boy did i enjoy the movie. I didnt know Adam Sandler is acting in it and i love his movies. It was sucha funny movie and touching at times that i would encourage people to watch it. 3.5/5 stars man. go for it. shan't reveal too much here to spoil the movie tho. haahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I admit im nice, I admit many times i do give in to prevent trouble. But nice people do have limits, my limits can be very big, so if you can push me over my limit, ure one heck of a person. Dont take me for granted and say things but dont do, walk the walk and not talk the talk. And humans are scary, feelings can change just in a split second. take heed my friends. I can be nasty if i want to, but i dont wish to. Because the nasty me is not a very nice sight, trust me on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4031507256847033336?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4031507256847033336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4031507256847033336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4031507256847033336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4031507256847033336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-havent-watched-trailer-for-bed-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-9008499874989589963</id><published>2008-12-26T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:58:25.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Injury</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The picture below contains graphic nature, pls do not scroll further. AIYA! im just kidding la, relax. hahas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284035701626480434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SVSqeX_tpzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sYcLQsnXFfY/s320/my+back.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my back injury has been very long and i dont know why the pain was become unbearable. Thus i went to a Sinseh for a massage. His name is Chien Chi Tow. If you realised, he has been on tv with Edmund Chen Zi Cai for some advertisement. Thank God his HQ branch is just below my house so its very convenient. The massage was good and so was the treatment. The staff know exactly what they are doing , where to massage and how to. haha and after everything, there was a cooling period too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;To dancers out there yo, i know sometimes when we dance we tend to use alot of our back muscles. Try to learn to use ur core muscles instead. It may seem tough, but do use it. Back injuries are common among dancers and they can turn serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-9008499874989589963?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/9008499874989589963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=9008499874989589963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/9008499874989589963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/9008499874989589963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/back-injury.html' title='Back Injury'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SVSqeX_tpzI/AAAAAAAAAHs/sYcLQsnXFfY/s72-c/my+back.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-8340572791892288349</id><published>2008-12-22T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T01:40:50.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Alone, good? bad?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;My parents just made a safe trip back to Singapore today. but my mum just told me that this friday they are going there again, which means i will be home alone for another weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-8340572791892288349?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/8340572791892288349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=8340572791892288349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8340572791892288349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8340572791892288349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-alone-good-bad.html' title='Home Alone, good? bad?'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1161381018383909820</id><published>2008-12-21T19:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T19:51:30.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blackout</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I was home alone, I switched off my living room lights, BAM! My house was in pitch Black. Thank God the Lord was with me thru the darkness to find my torchlight , and tht my bro-in-law was still awake to teach me how to restore power because he called me.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;are not fun luh, hurhur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1161381018383909820?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1161381018383909820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1161381018383909820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1161381018383909820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1161381018383909820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/blackout.html' title='Blackout'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7763603822553982921</id><published>2008-12-19T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T10:41:09.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FB Post Production!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha went for fb post production dinner just now. It was great to see most people again after fb production. Firstly, the awards list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hiphop fusion East: Djingle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hiphop fusion West: Not announced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gender Female: Jasmine Toh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Gender Male: CZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Street Jazz: Jessica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Popping Bottin:Jiarui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Popping Boogaloo:Evelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Punking: Baoxin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Locking:Arjuna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Character: Andee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Ghetto: Veronica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Lyrical Hiphop: Ah ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Old Sch Fusion House: CZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Old Sch Bboy: Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Best Showmanship: Andee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Best Male Dancer: Lesner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Best Female Dancer: Tricia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Best Choreographer: Neuh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Best Backstage Crew: Simin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha there you have it. the winners for each genre. And before they could collect the cert from Jinwen, they had to draw a genre and dance to it. We totally had a gd laugh. Example you see hiphop fusion people dance to street jazz, street jazz dance to character etc. it was very funny. And out of no where i had 2children, Veronica and Andee. i had to re enact the slapping scene which has become so prominent now. For Vern, i did English version. For Andee, i did Hokkien version. LOL. it was so hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we played this game where Jinwen would place an item in the centre, and the 4 different groups have to think what they could do with the items. hahas. First of was the cap. haha i remembered it was used as a fencing mask( my whackiness), half cup full cup, big pimple. Then next up was a bottle. I used it as a hospital drip, grenade, *****. Then a shoe was used as an iron. Tissue used as some silonplast(dont know how to spell), and a book used as prisoner tag, face mask etc. haahs there were so many ideas but i cannot recall now cos there were so many crazy ones. LOL&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Neuh, i remembered the first time we entered FB. But somehow we clicked so well and became sucha mad buddies always laughing at anything and everything. And i remembered your 'girl' solo during our yr 1 fb camp. hahas you were darn sexay and always is. Now you have grew so much to be a choreographer, making formations and taking charge of the Juniors. I cant say how proud i am of you seeing you grow and moving on. Continue to use your talent and never stop despite setbacks ok? Rock on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7763603822553982921?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7763603822553982921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7763603822553982921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7763603822553982921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7763603822553982921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/fb-post-production.html' title='FB Post Production!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-8841661413568688334</id><published>2008-12-18T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:56:50.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatsby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUtTiJZTqKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ga5JiM8UKVo/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281406834124761250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUtTiJZTqKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ga5JiM8UKVo/s320/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;see! Bao Bao hugged a hamster toy to sleep. ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUtThvjMmeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yu96FGvQFbU/s1600-h/nikz+and+baobao.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281406827186919906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUtThvjMmeI/AAAAAAAAAHc/yu96FGvQFbU/s320/nikz+and+baobao.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha i wan a dogggggg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Yesterday was our first funka meeting, i felt things went not bad. But we defintely gotta rush cos not much time is left. And i got a good feeling about funka. so lets jiayous!! And to Trademark and Ruff Jack Rep, Jiayou too ok!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I caught the chub chub Ian and Sunset Alleycats on tv yesterday. i remembered those days when me rach and david were in fb, and we all were new learners. Now both of em have risen so much and are on tv. I am happy you guys are becoming an inspiration to others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And yes i got into Gatsby Dance Online voting!! woo!! guys pls vote for me ok! I wanna win the finals and rep Singapore. hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gatsby.sg/dance_index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;http://gatsby.sg/dance_index.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;pls find vid no. 22 , Nikz Smu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;SHoutouts to all who helped, Peace and Love yo!!! I appreciate from my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bgirl Jas, Thanks for helping me vid tho u were so busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nick Sim, thanks for the advices and brillant ideas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rafi, haha thanks for your whackiness too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-8841661413568688334?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/8841661413568688334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=8841661413568688334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8841661413568688334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8841661413568688334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/gatsby_18.html' title='Gatsby!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUtTiJZTqKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ga5JiM8UKVo/s72-c/DSC00243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7107098197161404366</id><published>2008-12-17T10:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T10:39:33.444-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBq at Diane's place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;whee! had a great time at Diane's place for bbq for some of the FB people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Production has really allowed me to know more people better and i mean better. People who i didnt really get a chance to talk much to or knw better, now i do. And the bonding is really sweet. I just hope all these wont end now that production has ended, but it wld continue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, first time i bbq crabs today. haha seems fun. and my attempts at bbq-ing chicken wings were drastic. NO PICS. haaahs. but some sweet people like Justin Peng, Andee still eat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haaha and there so many lame jokes while i bbq. Cos it was very windy, so i told Bev to switch off the fan. But it was actually the natural wind. Bev so pei he my lame jokes she 'tried' to off the imaginery fan. LOL. And Popper Bun just realised i permed my hair after so longgg!!!! haahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we headed up to Diane's house. SHe got 2 cute dogs can. Snoopy and Baobao. hahas. Now i know why dogs are best friends. I feel so loved when baobao comes to find me or 'act cute' hahaas. i nv knew dogs cld act cute. And one pt of time i was quite sleepy cos it was late, baobao just came to find me like to keep me company la. I want a dogggggggg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And the rest were mad with Wii. From boxing games (almost smash tv), to bowling ( tyron act sud after strikes), to Yoga. hahaha yes they even played yoga la omggg. haahs. And Fong is a whiz kid at all the games. Always go Diane's house play right. LOL!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was a great day. I had fun. Next up FB post production cum xmas party this friday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Im so nervous for my Gatsby Dance vid i cant sleep well. Pls let me know asap if i did make it plsssss...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7107098197161404366?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7107098197161404366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7107098197161404366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7107098197161404366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7107098197161404366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/bbq-at-dianes-place.html' title='BBq at Diane&apos;s place'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-6122386992673991040</id><published>2008-12-16T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T10:29:55.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gatsby</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;next 24 hours will be crucial. I really hope that my Gatsby dance vid will be selected to be placed on the web for voting. hope my next post would be a gd news.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-6122386992673991040?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6122386992673991040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=6122386992673991040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6122386992673991040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6122386992673991040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/gatsby.html' title='Gatsby'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-6782157302063100679</id><published>2008-12-15T12:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T12:14:26.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahah guess!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha nothing much, its 4+am and i cant get to sleep! see lah, sleep and sleep now cannot sleep. dope la nikz. hahahas. anyway, i fear ---- so much that i wont want to put in so much ---- for now till i feel the ---- is right. haahahs. guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-6782157302063100679?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6782157302063100679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=6782157302063100679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6782157302063100679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6782157302063100679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/hahah-guess.html' title='hahah guess!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3819560260521155437</id><published>2008-12-13T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T10:56:08.628-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FB Production</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdg1_hwaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8cMXJTfccT8/s1600-h/DSC00233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517850759971234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdg1_hwaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8cMXJTfccT8/s320/DSC00233.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt; The candy that was given to us. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdaiYho4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/K0Kq4HMdjWo/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Sharon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517742416896898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdaiYho4I/AAAAAAAAAHE/K0Kq4HMdjWo/s320/Nikz+and+Sharon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; Me and Sharon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSda5MQZpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WFpInj5uBAA/s1600-h/Nikz+Jiarui+and+CZ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517748539451026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSda5MQZpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/WFpInj5uBAA/s320/Nikz+Jiarui+and+CZ.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; Me Jiarui and CZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdaFqM9uI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dGUGFUtMFvo/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Raizan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517734706411234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdaFqM9uI/AAAAAAAAAG8/dGUGFUtMFvo/s320/Nikz+and+Raizan.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Raizan. My hand cramp la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdO8fVH1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WV1oakq6wrw/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Peng.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517543266328402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdO8fVH1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/WV1oakq6wrw/s320/Nikz+and+Peng.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Peng, very hot among girls. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517536527331666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdOjYoMVI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_-DmeHLP61Q/s320/Nikz+and+Nick.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me and Nick Sim! One of the k7 guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdONO6UxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OC5NJwnYAsc/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Leong.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517530580996882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdONO6UxI/AAAAAAAAAGk/OC5NJwnYAsc/s320/Nikz+and+Leong.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Leong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdCoQ-DvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gd7R1GmKR0k/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Huda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517331678957298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdCoQ-DvI/AAAAAAAAAGU/gd7R1GmKR0k/s320/Nikz+and+Huda.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Me and Huda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdDJWg0wI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eZcWkCQa0DQ/s1600-h/Nikz+and+karen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517340560577282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdDJWg0wI/AAAAAAAAAGc/eZcWkCQa0DQ/s320/Nikz+and+karen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Me and Karen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdCbJR1NI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FYKEtzaFlbo/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Faisal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517328157037778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdCbJR1NI/AAAAAAAAAGM/FYKEtzaFlbo/s320/Nikz+and+Faisal.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Faisal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUScxzzZcYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Zal7EqUT6QI/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Diane(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517042718372226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUScxzzZcYI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Zal7EqUT6QI/s320/Nikz+and+Diane(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and daughter Diane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUScxTsm4zI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sLikvwRQ3bM/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Diane.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517034099958578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUScxTsm4zI/AAAAAAAAAF8/sLikvwRQ3bM/s320/Nikz+and+Diane.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and daughter Diane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUScw-b6R0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/hFuHSqSdLk0/s1600-h/Nikz+and+CZ.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279517028392781634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUScw-b6R0I/AAAAAAAAAF0/hFuHSqSdLk0/s320/Nikz+and+CZ.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; me and ah beng CZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUScm6nbnwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Y9puGctg8nc/s1600-h/Nikz+and+Cheryl.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279516855568670466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUScm6nbnwI/AAAAAAAAAFs/Y9puGctg8nc/s320/Nikz+and+Cheryl.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; Me and Cheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSceDDFG5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rzeRzHd1hdw/s1600-h/DSC00227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279516703213296530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSceDDFG5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/rzeRzHd1hdw/s320/DSC00227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Are you ready? Really? this is gonna be a long post i promise. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FB Production&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;FB Production&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FB Production&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;FB Production&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;4months + of hard work, 2 nights of show. This was a dream come true for me. I've been to other schools dance productions and always wondered when would it be FB's turn. And this year was the year it came true. The moment i heard there was gonna be a production, I immediately said IM IN. I chose street jazz and lyrical hiphop. Everyday there were different genres practising. And yes, apart from character dance, all other genres were choreo-ed by our very own dancers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;For street jazz, it was a very feeling dance for me, as it related the different struggles a dancer went through like despise, parental objection etc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;For lyrical hiphop, it was also a very feeling song. I can't just describe in words how the dance was like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;There were ups and downs in this FB Production. Tears, quarrels, conflicts, joy. It was not a smooth sailing ride at all. Yet through this all, we were all bonded so much stronger than ever before. At one point of time, Jinwen broke down. That moment, i knew he did a good job and was to his limit. Why ? I have always seen a cheerful him who does so much work with a smile on his face. Never have i seen him broke down before and i was happy for him, cos he has broke through his limit. He had to choreo dance, he had to perform, he had to overlook the whole production and so much more. tell me, how much can a human being take? That's love and passion for dance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Arjuna, i won't say why i admire her because it's a personal and sensitive issue. But she is one tough girl as well who did so much for this production without showing any sorrow and was always so eager and willing to help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Rachel, haha what else can i say about this other tough chick? Doing so much, dancing so dope. Trust me, she's really capable in multi-tasking. Respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nick Sim, breakthrough ar. Bottin choreo. You didnt lost the touch bro. Keep going man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Bgirl Jasmine, You helped us so much for street jazz when troubled brewed. And you were so willing to help us out. Many thanks to you and you really catch choreo at the speed of pentium 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jessica my lifting partner, hee we did it girl! Though sometimes i failed to lift you properly, you always encouraged me. Thanks so much for helping me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Huda, haha my buddy. Always so encouraging, cheerful and taking my jokes. Since year 1 until now, you were there. Thanks a million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Diane, my daughter and lifting partner. haah. You were so cute when i could not bring myself to slap you. " aiya, he ant also never kill before". hahas . you're one cute girl who always makes me laugh. Thanks for being my daughter. Today 2nd show was so much better. When i slapped u as the father, i just felt so pain cos ure one of my friend. And the hug just triggered the tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Khye, bro! breakthrough man. Choreo-ed for street jazz and sucha feel song. You're defintely rising to higher levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tyron, I INSIST. hahas you're sucha joker. i have defintely known you better through production and yes you're dope. I INSIST ok. hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;CZ, pls stop your lame jokes! i have never met someone lamer than me , and thts you! hahas. sexy dolphin right? LOL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Karen! hahaa ai seh, u keep crying after lyrical la u. and yes la, u look pretty with hair extensions yeah? lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Zac, Azila, Raizan, Nuh, thanks for being my clothing corner khakis ah! haahs always so willing to help me with my clothes and chatting with me, telling me jokes and all. Well done to your respective genres. It's great to see you all starting to choreo and breaking through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Desmond, Yukun, big Jon and Weixian, the 'old' khakis. ahahs. first time i known u all better as well, apart fro big jon. LOL!. thanks for the great company guys. been great working with you all for lyrical hiphop. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ah ma, hahas always so funny one. first time work with u in lyrical and see your funny side and also ur feirce side. haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Juniors, you guys really put in a lot of efforts. Great effort and great expressions while dancing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And it was great seeing old pals i havent seen for a while like JX, Junkai, David, Bentoh, Yongzhi. Reminescence of our k7 times man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Before our 2nd show today, Jinwen took the time to thank all of us all. Seriously, we could not take it and most of us teared. And that triggered an even better show. I remembered what Ryan from OSchool said. If you can dance and feel till you're cry, you're good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was really encouraging when people i didnt ask for comments came up to tel me about my dance, im improving and i broke thru. And when i did ask for comments, sincere words touched my heart as well. There's more room for improvement but i am happy im progressing thanks to the Lord and friends as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Along the way, there were some bigbig issues which i was fustrated about and really feel like blogging it out here. but im gonna hold back and not talk about it because, i want to forgive and forget and move on. But the word i want to emphasize is, RESPONSIBILITY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3819560260521155437?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3819560260521155437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3819560260521155437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3819560260521155437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3819560260521155437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/fb-production.html' title='FB Production'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SUSdg1_hwaI/AAAAAAAAAHU/8cMXJTfccT8/s72-c/DSC00233.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5081845671658373816</id><published>2008-12-08T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T08:44:10.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ok la, i know la, i havent blogged for ages la. LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anway, shoutouts to the Oschool Recital peeps! You guys really did well. And i was inspired by a few dancers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Gin: The stage didnt eat her up tho she was small sized. Her movements were eating the stage up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ryan: What more can i say about your solo and dance. You're an inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Carol: haha you're back! and still strutting your moves!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;An An: haha your groove is sick as it is man. Im so gonna train hard in groove .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;And so many many more. It's just sucha great feeling to see more and more dancers in the dance scene, more and more people who loves dance as it is. But sad to say, there are still people who dances for the wrong reasons. Selected for some items, yet giving it up cos they feel they dont lke the style or whatever reasons. Humility is the word alright? Dont give reasons not to dance certain items and yet dance other items. I just cant find the word to describe such irresponsible behaviour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway FB production is coming up this week. Time flies isnt it? Im so afraid how wld i feel when production ends. I wld suffer from withdrawal syndrome, the laughters and cries, the hard work and squabbling. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, i decided to try solo in dance. yes first solo. Though i know its gonna be a fresh experience, and i dont know what to expect, but i feel its time for me to step out. Stay tuned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5081845671658373816?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5081845671658373816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5081845671658373816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5081845671658373816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5081845671658373816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/12/dance.html' title='Dance.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-8648091212606605743</id><published>2008-10-01T01:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T01:34:15.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're disguting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I thank the Lord for people who love me, who appreciates me, who are true to me and aint two faced hypocrites. I pity hypocrites.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dont tell me you dont know your work when i ask you because you do get high marks when assignments are returned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Dont tell me you forgot how to do your work when i ask you because it was only a matter of days you handed in your work. Are you SENILE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Talk abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;selfishness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; aye? Ive been thru jc and poly. Ive met a lot of people, and i know who are true and who are fake. So dont try to smoke your way through me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh anyway, i cant open my mouth when i see hypocrties like you. It just refuses to open cos you aint worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-8648091212606605743?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/8648091212606605743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=8648091212606605743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8648091212606605743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/8648091212606605743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/10/youre-disguting.html' title='You&apos;re disguting.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4013763132603761016</id><published>2008-08-28T22:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:18:00.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BASH!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha yst was the SMU freshman's Bash. It was alright i feeel, and kinda cool in fact for a UNI to organise party at a club. There were paegeants, there were dance, and its good to have healthy partying with a bunch of good and reliable friends, tho i saw some unglam stuffs :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;anw, i talked to some of  my friends who dont even rmb they did talked to me ahahs. see my point? LOL, but they;re cute la. lols. Anw, will post up pics soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4013763132603761016?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4013763132603761016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4013763132603761016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4013763132603761016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4013763132603761016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/08/bash.html' title='BASH!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-295874352453031689</id><published>2008-08-07T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T06:34:32.270-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;PICS GALORE TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2gqmniCI/AAAAAAAAADY/1UMz3WqG23o/s1600-h/Econs+camp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231764958196762658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2gqmniCI/AAAAAAAAADY/1UMz3WqG23o/s320/Econs+camp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Group Army Daze!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2gsdPJ8I/AAAAAAAAADg/OSpFD12GXO8/s1600-h/Econs+camp+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231764958694287298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2gsdPJ8I/AAAAAAAAADg/OSpFD12GXO8/s320/Econs+camp+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt; I dont know why Salvin is the only one looking away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2glVMlbI/AAAAAAAAADo/VYHfeAZf_PA/s1600-h/Econs+camp+(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231764956781516210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2glVMlbI/AAAAAAAAADo/VYHfeAZf_PA/s320/Econs+camp+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; All set for games!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2gnhHdMI/AAAAAAAAADw/9HSlI-Czy2U/s1600-h/Econs+camp+(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231764957368382658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2gnhHdMI/AAAAAAAAADw/9HSlI-Czy2U/s320/Econs+camp+(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Ok i was squashed alright!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2g-E1E_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Xewn_YnRwvg/s1600-h/Econs+camp+(4).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231764963423753202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2g-E1E_I/AAAAAAAAAD4/Xewn_YnRwvg/s320/Econs+camp+(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt; Help!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-295874352453031689?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/295874352453031689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=295874352453031689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/295874352453031689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/295874352453031689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/08/pics-galore-time-group-army-daze-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SJr2gqmniCI/AAAAAAAAADY/1UMz3WqG23o/s72-c/Econs+camp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3411986464256975141</id><published>2008-08-02T22:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T22:51:48.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FTB</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha im home from FTB run 2. Initially, i thought it's gonna be another camp and i was praying my group would be fun peeps, because they wld lift up the whole atmosphere. And i guess tht was all confirmed during the briefing, where i cld tell some or most of them were really outgoing and fun people, and true enough they were.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;On day 1, we started with the ice breakers, making of our flag, get to know each other better, building our own tents. there were many team building games involved which i shant name in order not to spoil the fun for the other peeps who havent gone for it. Lol. But the night game was very very fun tho tiring. And the ghost freaked me out. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;On day 2, everyone was a lil tired due to the first night slping in tents. lol. And we were playing some games of our own like the touch game by serhua, which got all of us going crazy for 3 days when we finallly all got it. LOL. Some other games included hero games, duiduidui, and many others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Day 3, finale ! But also the best day in my opinion, cos i just love this finale game. And the last part we had to write some comments for each other, i loved tht segment too. Parting was hard and bitter, but we had to go home to sleep lah! haha. i'll post some pics when i get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;All in all, tiring, but fun. Peace out new friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3411986464256975141?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3411986464256975141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3411986464256975141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3411986464256975141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3411986464256975141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/08/ftb.html' title='FTB'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-907931459665262650</id><published>2008-07-15T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T05:25:48.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blunt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am gonna be blunt in this post, but this is my blog so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dislike friends who disown friends once they find a partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dislike friends who only look for friends when they need help, else they dissapear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I dislike friends who find back friends only if they have problems with their partner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Time is made by yourself. And having to give up friends who are always there for you, who has been there longer than your partner, is kinda ridiculous. Giving up a group of good buddies over 1 person, Ive no comments. You may choose to give up friends for a partner, but think of this, did your partner do the same?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Blunt post? Click the 'X' and move on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-907931459665262650?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/907931459665262650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=907931459665262650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/907931459665262650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/907931459665262650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/07/blunt.html' title='Blunt'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3691062029311923828</id><published>2008-07-12T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:12:29.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:}</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A quiet day this year, birth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3691062029311923828?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3691062029311923828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3691062029311923828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3691062029311923828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3691062029311923828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post_12.html' title=':}'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-6381329328996240597</id><published>2008-07-12T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T02:05:22.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Yesterday , iw as sprung a surprise by my colleagues. And i guess, it's gonna be a bittersweet farewell to them when i end work next week. Ive learnt a lot from them, and they are just like a family to me which is why i enjoy working there. But im gonna start school soon, so i wont know if ive the time to continue working there. but if ive the chance to in the future, why not? It's a great place to be in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;After work, me and some of my colleagues and great buddies went out for a while and we really had fun. This was the first time i could spare some time out to be with them and chill, but the after effects were disastrous. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;This year bday kinda seem to be a quiet one. No plans no nothing, just a number up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-6381329328996240597?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6381329328996240597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=6381329328996240597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6381329328996240597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6381329328996240597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy.html' title='Happy ...'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1386462421760647876</id><published>2008-07-09T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T06:42:18.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha, im really hooked on my bed recently tht I've problems getting out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, i went down to SMU today to matriculate and i was expecting a crowd but things went smoothly. The stations were placed clearly and the seniors there were really helpful and thus made things run better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;ahah anyway, i dont know if im gonna be a mountain tortoise for saying this, but today was the first time i tried my hands on a tablet pc because i had to log in to check my particulars. it was really cool, but i heard it is kinda expensive. Guess i'll stick to my lappy instead. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I guess the funny part would be the photo taking part for my student card. I had to smile at a camera in front of some students and I felt awkward. haha, smiling during normal occasions is cool for me, but during phototaking, i dont know why i get the jitters. LOL. But i must admit the making of the student card with my picture on it, was super fast. I guessed it took just a minute? Yeah! awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;After tht, went for a volunteer talk so yeah. Then, i went for this cca exhibition camp where there were various camps like arts camp, sports camp and the different faculty camp. Yea, there is a cost for the camps but I guess it will be worth the price. The people there are really cool and vibrant and Im certainly looking forward to joining the school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nikz wants to live on as a bubbly kid, erm, i mean teen, erm i mean young adult. LOL! sunday is the day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1386462421760647876?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1386462421760647876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1386462421760647876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1386462421760647876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1386462421760647876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/07/smu.html' title='SMU!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-162270184845110123</id><published>2008-07-04T04:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T04:34:07.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just went to the doctor this noon to check on my heart. Been getting irregular heartbeats and stuff, but just glad it went smoothly and everything is a-ok. Th clinic is really high class though, havent been to a clinic like this and it's posh. And the doctor, very impressed with how he treated patients and his achivements.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Alright just read up something exciting on the newpaper, Suntec dance 2008 is back! yeah, but im not sure if im able to find my crew mates to join up because the audition is just  a month away. We'll see how things goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-162270184845110123?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/162270184845110123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=162270184845110123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/162270184845110123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/162270184845110123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-6741450495412208369</id><published>2008-06-28T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:15:35.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha i know i know, it's been a long time since i last blog right? LOL. apologies and thanks to all my readers out there ! Sorry for the lack of pics too, i promise for more pics to come yea? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway 2 weeks of reservist is over. First day i thought i wld be alone with just a few friends, end up i saw more friends whom i didnt know was going, and of course i made many new and nice friends. We had great fun learning things and of course many more which are kinda confidential.  But friends definitely do make time pass faster, from chatting, to doing crazy things. LOL. Thank you to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Was watching some clips on KO night. The way i see the dancers freestyle to music on the spot, and some being so accurate on the beats, it just gives me new inspirations. It looks easy, but try freestyling to a music and you'll know. People say dance is all about letting loose and grooving to the music. What is in your mind when you freestyle? Practice and more practice coming, but of course, i will take care of my back and knee injury.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-6741450495412208369?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6741450495412208369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=6741450495412208369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6741450495412208369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6741450495412208369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/06/back.html' title='Back!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1833119981596203766</id><published>2008-05-16T14:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T14:53:00.552-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what a ride.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;what a ride! im not saying what, but try sitting a ride where the car moves left and ride on the road, stop in the middle of a road divider and just switch directions , dont knw how to drive to my destination, oh well, think abt it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1833119981596203766?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1833119981596203766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1833119981596203766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1833119981596203766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1833119981596203766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-ride.html' title='what a ride.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-6870747695314236983</id><published>2008-04-23T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T17:31:41.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NTU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Always check if ice are dropping when you're collecting ice from those big machines, else you'll end up like my hand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192599966805190610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SA_SKIIg59I/AAAAAAAAAC8/A7TGSDT5MS8/s320/061650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was collecting ice for refill when suddenly this big ice drop down without any warning. I thought it was nothing until my friend told me to look at my hand. I was just disgusted. hopefully the clot would go away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Anyway, IM SO ELATED TODAY! My friends all told me that they received their ntu posting yesterday night but i didnt. So when my parents came home just now, they didnt said i had any letters. BUt still, i asked my mum if letters were collected and she said no. So when i went down to open the letter box, i saw a NTU letter. Nervous, excitement.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;As i opened the letter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192602303267399650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SA_USIIg5-I/AAAAAAAAADE/FgEKCbHdwi0/s320/082755.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;IM ADMITTED TO NTU!! WOO!!! PRAISE GOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192602633979881458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SA_UlYIg5_I/AAAAAAAAADM/_Mz08IibqEo/s320/082813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;As some of you probably know, i didnt do well for jc or private candidate, so i went back to poly. my hard work has paid off! Trust in Him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-6870747695314236983?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6870747695314236983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=6870747695314236983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6870747695314236983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6870747695314236983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/04/ntu.html' title='NTU!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SA_SKIIg59I/AAAAAAAAAC8/A7TGSDT5MS8/s72-c/061650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-6467005677995636343</id><published>2008-04-19T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T08:07:26.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie review.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Movie review time! Heard of rule #1? Wanted to watch the movie when it was first released, but time and chances didnt allowed. Hence, i managed to catch it just before it was about to stop screening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Really cool movie with scary effects, and i mean scary. Scary effects aside, the storyline is absolutely superb. The twist was interesting, like how you feel the movie is ending happily but end up, it doesn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway, my saturday plans were ruined cos i slept the day thruout due to insomnia. It sucks, it really does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-6467005677995636343?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6467005677995636343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=6467005677995636343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6467005677995636343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6467005677995636343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/04/movie-review.html' title='Movie review.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1883426920548623622</id><published>2008-04-17T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T13:09:06.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SAeuM2rS1rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hhEjTNcn8Jc/s1600-h/bme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190308631426553522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SAeuM2rS1rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hhEjTNcn8Jc/s320/bme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; US!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SAeuEmrS1qI/AAAAAAAAACs/1PNpgkqd1KA/s1600-h/bme5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190308489692632738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SAeuEmrS1qI/AAAAAAAAACs/1PNpgkqd1KA/s320/bme5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha. well well well!! my first post after so many months aye! haha. shoutout to peeps who's been coming here despite me not bloggin much. Shall try to update as much as possible with pics aite! Havent been taking much pics too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Well, guess what? Time flies and we've graduated! There was even a recent graduation party held by our very sweet bme connect juniors! Though it was just a handful of them, they were really nice to prepare everything for us from the pits to the food and to informing us. Thanks guys! It was a really nice feeling to catch up with some of my pals and crapping around. And even my lecturer refuses to let me call him Sir because he insist we've graduated. Guess I have to start addressing him by his name ! Lols. Whole new experience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1883426920548623622?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1883426920548623622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1883426920548623622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1883426920548623622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1883426920548623622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-back.html' title='Im back!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/SAeuM2rS1rI/AAAAAAAAAC0/hhEjTNcn8Jc/s72-c/bme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1506524448356361641</id><published>2007-12-25T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T03:08:08.744-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hey sup` people! Im back! yea, i know it's been months since i last posted. Been pretty hectic with dance, stuffs and more. So here i am again! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Christmas services were a blast! This is my first time involved in the Church's Christmas production. I remembered those times when i sat in service and watched those dramas, I used to asked God, " When would it be me?". Patience and patience, and this year i did Easter and Christmas. It's really cool to be invovled in something that i was wishing and dreaming for. He indeed makes our visions come to past!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha so this yr drama, it revolves around a scrooge and his shopping centre. Hence, i was playing the role of a karaoke salesman and a backup dancer for a comical crazy scene. haha. I really got to thank those actors and actresses backstage like Carter, who are really experienced. They guided me along and by watching them rehearse, i learnt a lot too. Jace, the main lead was also very professional. He would get into his own roles even during the backstage area and whenever there was a 'cut', he could just rewind back and act out the scene with the original lines and facial expressions. He is an inspiration. And also, the backstage crew. They are the ones who has been doing the props, doing all the backstage work, and nobody would know cos they dont appear on the stage. But we all recognised their work, we seriously do. They are really humble and i believe, their rewards are stored in the heaven. Jasmin aka boss, also took great care of us. Stern yet encouraging at the same time, she led us through all the rehearsals. Gary, the stage manager for the first time, really did a good job as well. The cues for the lightings and etc, he made it happened. haha and not to mention, I made many new friends and that includes the kids! haha they were really a joy to be with. And i remember how they would come up to me and encourage me in my dance and i really felt heartwarm cos to me, kids' words are genuine. haha and also this boy, Joseph, he's really talkative! haha he cant keep still or quiet for 10seconds, but he's just a happy boy. He never fails to ease my nerves with his talks and jokes and laughter. Every single thing he does, he would laugh. And also another boy called Le shaun, not sure if i spelt correctly, he's also another happy boy. and many many more new friends I made, Audrey, Faith, etc. It has been a great experience, thank you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1506524448356361641?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1506524448356361641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1506524448356361641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1506524448356361641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1506524448356361641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5212622987871272984</id><published>2007-10-19T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:51:08.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tv!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Just watched an interesting show on Ch5, think its called trading spouses. It is about two families, one who resides in the countryside, and the other in a higher class. So the wife of each family had to swap families and reside in the other families. It was a big change considering a countryside wife had to deal with a higher class life now and vice versa. The final part where both return to their own families was touching. The countryside wife realised that the higher class husband is a guy who never sees fault in himself, a perfectionist. So it is hard for him to admit mistakes and all. When the countryside wife spoke to the higher class wife who seem so strong in the whole episode, she just broke down. The countryside wife felt so pressurised with the husband, and asked how she could handle it. On the surface, she was strong, she tried to deal with it over and over. And when someone finally touched her heart and spoke her inner feelings, she just broke down.I didnt really catch the ending tho. ah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5212622987871272984?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5212622987871272984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5212622987871272984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5212622987871272984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5212622987871272984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/10/tv.html' title='Tv!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4036904316790374238</id><published>2007-10-10T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:12:39.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Babies are innocent and cute.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;When babies smile, there is always this warmth from them. They dont know what is going on, and are too young to understand things. Yet all they do is smile, and its a genuine innocent smile, telling you, " everything is alright". Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4036904316790374238?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4036904316790374238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4036904316790374238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4036904316790374238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4036904316790374238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/10/babies-are-innocent-and-cute.html' title='Babies are innocent and cute.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-518218827310825327</id><published>2007-10-10T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T08:10:55.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magic?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I switched on my telly yesterday night and managed to come upon David Copperfield doing his tricks on the telly. And there was this trick he asked the audience and even tv viewers to join in, so i thought why not? There were like 12 objects on the telly, if im not wrong, and im suppose to choose one. Later i have to choose a number and move along as he counted, and then moved again. He would then guessed what object i am at ultimately. Guess what? He guessed it! I was stunned, yea stunned!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-518218827310825327?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/518218827310825327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=518218827310825327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/518218827310825327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/518218827310825327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/10/magic.html' title='Magic?'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7628479054803388695</id><published>2007-10-03T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T01:37:04.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Not prepapred.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha i was actually intending to have a party mood for 2 more weeks before sch starts, who knows, sch actually starts this monday. oh man, now i've only a few more days to switch back my biology clock and have fun for just this week. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7628479054803388695?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7628479054803388695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7628479054803388695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7628479054803388695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7628479054803388695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/10/not-prepapred.html' title='Not prepapred.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-2257562977193545077</id><published>2007-09-26T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T13:55:31.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha mad night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha suppose to session but end up me, Iris and Jas, we had sucha great night laughing over everything, fruitful chats. So from PS, we walked all the way to Cine and the walk was kinda short cos we had sucha fun time chatting. Reaching cine, we came across this shop selling cute ice cream with cute names. haha, and one of them which i ate was bubble milk tea ice cream. I normally drink them but i didnt know that there is a ice cream for that. haha. and pearls were even included! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Then we went to shop around a while and decided to head down to Hong Kong cafe. First time there was i was intro-ed to great dishes by the two of them. Not too bad esp the toast. Then we had this drink called Mango Queen. haha. did i mention a spider almost crawled into my hair? gosh, freaky. haha later we headed down to Cabanna , Iris' recommendation. Not too bad, felt like hawaii. Cosy. Music was like mostly retro and oldies apart from 1 or 2 rnb songs which was nice, and we were figuring out the title through every lil words from the lyrics. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was really a grt time such tht time flew so fast before we knew it. haha the most funny part was when we wanted to flag a cab home, we did crazy things to flag for a cab haha. Any lights we saw from afar we confirmed it was a cab and flagged even tho it was a normal car. haha. As a result, we waited for 30mins i think? haha finally we got into a mercs cab which was so fast! haha we reached our homes in no times cos the driver was, WOO! haha. More to come!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-2257562977193545077?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2257562977193545077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=2257562977193545077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2257562977193545077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2257562977193545077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/09/haha-mad-night.html' title='haha mad night!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-793251404120682295</id><published>2007-09-13T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T08:17:11.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tremors</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nick, a common name, but the person im talking about is extraordinary, extra-ordinary. Born with no arms and no legs, he lives his life normally like any other person and can do things beyond your imagination. Though short of some limbs, he has sucha positive outlook towards life and is always cheerful with that megawatt smile of his. Looking at him, the problems in life seem so much smaller. Depress? Neagtive thoughts? Take a look at this amazing guy, if he can live his life with so much purpose and always praising God, what about us? haha and did i say he is sucha funny guy ? i had sucha crazy time laughing during service man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nick Vujicic, amazing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yesterday, i was washing my cup and the house shook! not the first time ive experienced it but it seems like one of the worst ive felt. My blings were swaying and so were the room doors. haha and seriously, i had problems walking straight. And so before i knew it, we were down stairs with almost everyone in the flat. The eartquake in Indonesia was v bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This morning ard 8am, i was watching the telly with my mum and niece. and yes, it shook again. Much worst than yst night, i swayed till my foot cld be lifted off the ground a lil. haha. thus i went down w my parents and niece but this time round, only 1/5 of yst crowd came down. Either cos they went to work or .. i dont know man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Its ok, everything is alright . yea yo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-793251404120682295?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/793251404120682295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=793251404120682295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/793251404120682295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/793251404120682295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/09/tremors.html' title='Tremors'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7214978578167951586</id><published>2007-09-06T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T08:42:17.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A 'cutting' breakfast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Decided to get a breakfast this morning from Macdonald. But guess what before i cld get into the place, two Indian ladies decided to rush to the counter to order first.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never mind.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;then, 4 indian ladies cut my queue! I detest 'cutting queue'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;6 of them had to order one by one , why cant they order at one shot?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;each of them kept changing this and that add this and that in the meals.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;One of the customer queueing behind me waited long enough and left.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;When i ordered, the Indian lady wanted to take my tray.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Never mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;When my food came, the Indian lady took my food away and was told nicely by the manager it was MY FOOD. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Hats off to the waitress who served them, she had great patience. and all this happened in the morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Im sure the Lord has a reason for putting me in such situations. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7214978578167951586?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7214978578167951586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7214978578167951586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7214978578167951586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7214978578167951586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/09/cutting-breakfast.html' title='A &apos;cutting&apos; breakfast'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7368769221466184247</id><published>2007-09-03T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T14:38:36.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Identity!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Watched identity just now, a brand new game show where  a person has to match identities. top prize? half a million. and just now the guy won it!!! haha he was a thinking guy, way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7368769221466184247?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7368769221466184247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7368769221466184247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7368769221466184247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7368769221466184247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/09/identity.html' title='Identity!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-2351491140711802595</id><published>2007-08-31T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T14:21:21.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;1 more week to the suntec dance finals, all the best to all who made it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;today cg was cool, Kate and Lovynn joined us, two more dancers who i look up to and respect. dope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-2351491140711802595?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/2351491140711802595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=2351491140711802595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2351491140711802595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/2351491140711802595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1514485046918772908</id><published>2007-08-30T13:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T13:27:25.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon voyage relatives!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;The departure hall is like a place of tears man. I just sent my relatives off just now and im already missing them, esp the 2 cousins of mine whom played with me since young but not for long too. Now that they've come back and all grown up and we've clicked, it's a pity they had to return. HOpefully i'll have a chance to pay them a visit when i save up. Love ya'll man. Time really flies man, oh well, bon voyage!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1514485046918772908?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1514485046918772908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1514485046918772908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1514485046918772908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1514485046918772908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/08/bon-voyage-relatives.html' title='Bon voyage relatives!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4831627268500941436</id><published>2007-08-27T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T12:35:32.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Renovation, why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;alrighty! the hols have arrived but i forgot, upstairs are doing renovation and it starts today! so ive been sleeping late and i thought for my hols i cld slp in late, now the renovation will wake me up so early in the morning , as tho im part of the renovation must wake up same time as the worker. why must the renovation start same time as my holidays. WHY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4831627268500941436?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4831627268500941436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4831627268500941436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4831627268500941436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4831627268500941436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/08/renovation-why.html' title='Renovation, why?'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3592909395932234450</id><published>2007-08-25T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T11:55:13.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suntec!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Didnt qualify, honestly? affected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Was ok, but those comforting words from my pals, tears flowing down my frds cheeks, it pinched me. True enough, stun, then pain came. I was born to be a dancer who doesnt sulk when fallen. Sad is a normal reaction, sulking aint my cup of tea. I learn when i fall, i get back on my feet and head towards the stage again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My friends who got into finals, im so proud of u guys. This time round, i know i made a pact with some of you peeps to compete with you all in the finals. Sorry i cldnt make it this time round, but i'll be back. train hard all of you! Lols. all the best in the finals yea.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;"devastated, but not cast down. I'll be back" - Nikz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3592909395932234450?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3592909395932234450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3592909395932234450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3592909395932234450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3592909395932234450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/08/suntec.html' title='Suntec!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-843000052427054040</id><published>2007-07-29T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T08:06:43.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha sup yall`. been a while since i last posted, been lotsa happenings so gonna update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Recently, the Ch U's hey Gorgeous competition for nyp was filmed. And the guest host were Elvin Ng, Ben Yeo, Fiona Xie and Desmond Koh. So it was pretty fun with everyone chasing after them, taking pics and seeing the contestants vie out for the Sch's Belle and Hunk. It was super packed , but thank God for the cooling weather yo. Stay tuned for the broadcast! And my supervisor is super hip too, even asked if i took pic with Fiona Xie. Lols. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anw, fyp is now into its 10th week. 3 more wks to go before i get my 1month hols after 9 months of non stop school! woo! haha. Ive been pretty drained. Need evidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1) i bought a bottle of orange juice , i paid and walked off. haha i quickly ran back to the stall to take the bottle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2) I take bus 13 quite often. And it has always been single decks that i took cos i nv saw any double deck of it before. So one morning, a double decked 13 came. and i thought my eyes were playing trick cos too tired, so i thought maybe its 133 ( it has double decks). so i didnt board the bus. and after a few days, i realised there 13 now has double decks. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;The recent cg was super fun at Settler's cafe, not sure if i got the spelling right. On our way there, we went past this pet shop where we saw uber cute bunnies and dogs and hamsters! The bunnie looks like a lion which i nv saw before. as in fur was growing everywhere over his face. haha. and the dogs would simply come to u and they are so frdly! Oh man, i want a dog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;First time at Settler's Cafe and it's pretty cosy and crowded too. Lotsa board games. I rmb this game fondly which is exchanging cards and the first person with 7 similar cards would call GAME and snatch the bones on the table. Everyone else upon hearing so, would have to grab 1 too. The person who didnt managed to grab it loses. haha. So the first round i was pretty confused, i thought everyone has to get 7 similar cards, so when everyone snatched , i was still arranging my cards and i was being laughed at. so i asked why, and i finally understood the game. haha . Nxt on, was Charades. Super duper actions by Kenny , Ryan and the rest of em. And i must say Kenny and Serina has marriage telepathy man! Kenny does smth and she cld guess before we even did. 5 in a row yo! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;That was our official graduation from Project O, with gifts for the instructors and for us too. And i was honoured to be awarded the most improved dancer. But this is an encouragement for me. Im nv satisfied at whr i am, thts why im always striving to improve. Humility is important. Continue to work hard Nikz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093377285014163650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rq9Pp6RQEMI/AAAAAAAAACk/aMScbZPuFvI/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093377048790962354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rq9PcKRQELI/AAAAAAAAACc/OF7KRG6nI-M/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-843000052427054040?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/843000052427054040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=843000052427054040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/843000052427054040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/843000052427054040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/07/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rq9Pp6RQEMI/AAAAAAAAACk/aMScbZPuFvI/s72-c/DSC00321.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-779259029015909084</id><published>2007-07-15T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T00:43:16.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially 23!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Alrighty, im officially 23. Lols. But im still gonna try my best to look young! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;my classmates were really sweet to give me a shades and best acting definitely goes out to nat and khai. haha. after lunch, me and khai waited at the stairs cos nat went to the loo. so we waited super long and i got kinda puzzled so i called her but she didnt ans. then khai said its ok, let's just go int the lab first. halfway thru, he msn me telling me to go to his lab NOW!.  and when i ran there, haha a cake was there. nat didnt go to the loo, she went to get a cake for me which i didnt expect. haha. thanks nat and khai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and fri i was kinda busy, so my dad didnt eat the cake which he bought for me. and yesterday me my mum and my dad, we sang a bday song and cut the cake. haha it was so fun to see my parents singing and clapping along and being so hyper. hhaha.  Gonna upload pics soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thanks for all the wishes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-779259029015909084?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/779259029015909084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=779259029015909084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/779259029015909084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/779259029015909084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/07/officially-23.html' title='Officially 23!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5973306852433130623</id><published>2007-07-08T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T07:44:50.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;It's all a pretence...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Somehow, i know, its all a fake gentle in front of me. Pretending to be friendly, but behind my back, the ugly words and stories. Im just playing along with tht childish game of yours :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5973306852433130623?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5973306852433130623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5973306852433130623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5973306852433130623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5973306852433130623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/07/its-all-pretence.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-6788255447031291984</id><published>2007-07-07T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-07T08:04:52.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A story by kenny left us all in awe, so i decided to share it .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A guy decides to call his parents to request for something...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: "Hi Dad, Mum. I would like to bring a friend, who lost an arm and a leg, back home to stay with us."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad: "Son, I know you care. But this would bring an extra burden to us."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guy: "But dad..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad: "hangs up."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dad gets another call later about his son committing sucide.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess what happens, the dad rushes to the scene to see his son dead. But one more thing, his son had an arm and leg short. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i feel...Cherish ppl ard u regardless of disability .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-6788255447031291984?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/6788255447031291984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=6788255447031291984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6788255447031291984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/6788255447031291984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/07/story-by-kenny-left-us-all-in-awe-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5621025156001742279</id><published>2007-06-24T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T07:53:45.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Project O.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rn6DNBG981I/AAAAAAAAACM/HuiABXBfcds/s1600-h/DSC00596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079641689379697490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rn6DNBG981I/AAAAAAAAACM/HuiABXBfcds/s320/DSC00596.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; Us with Carol, Gin, Daniel and Ryan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rn6C-BG980I/AAAAAAAAACE/ffLbzfwMLsQ/s1600-h/DSC00595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079641431681659714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rn6C-BG980I/AAAAAAAAACE/ffLbzfwMLsQ/s320/DSC00595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha the act cute us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rn6CZBG98zI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mm5K1U2Rry4/s1600-h/DSC00593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079640796026499890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rn6CZBG98zI/AAAAAAAAAB8/mm5K1U2Rry4/s320/DSC00593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tht's us, going on to another phrase. To us, there's no end to dance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And so, Project O has come to an end. Well, to us, it aint the end. Like what they said, it's just the beginning of a new phrase for us. This 10-11 months of training for me, I've learnt a lot in terms of hiphop, jazz, styles and many more. A wonderful journey indeed, and a load of thanks to my instructors who brought me up in my dance; Ryan, Gin, Carol, Daniel, KH, Wenzhi, and Kenny. A great journey is abt to begin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5621025156001742279?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5621025156001742279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5621025156001742279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5621025156001742279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5621025156001742279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/06/project-o.html' title='Project O.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rn6DNBG981I/AAAAAAAAACM/HuiABXBfcds/s72-c/DSC00596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1993104716176761229</id><published>2007-06-15T22:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T23:08:58.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9chG98yI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AcDA-nAZi3w/s1600-h/me+and+yokoi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076539133854085922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9chG98yI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AcDA-nAZi3w/s320/me+and+yokoi.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; Yokoi and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9WhG98xI/AAAAAAAAABs/DjaSrr9vf-4/s1600-h/me+and+shohei.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076539030774870802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9WhG98xI/AAAAAAAAABs/DjaSrr9vf-4/s320/me+and+shohei.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shohei and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9NBG98wI/AAAAAAAAABk/Nz9QO3ZmcdU/s1600-h/me+and+sawada.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076538867566113538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9NBG98wI/AAAAAAAAABk/Nz9QO3ZmcdU/s320/me+and+sawada.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sawada and me, a real joker. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9AxG98vI/AAAAAAAAABc/BBSNYjd3Joo/s1600-h/me+and+bon.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076538657112716018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9AxG98vI/AAAAAAAAABc/BBSNYjd3Joo/s320/me+and+bon.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;hey ya'll! sup? haha i know it's been a long time since i last posed so here I am! To all my friends who has been coming back to check for updates, apologises if ya'll found spiderwebs. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Life's has been exciting for the past month or so! Let me see what actually happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;1) Emerge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha another dream of mine has once again been fulfilled by Him! I used to sit in services and watch the dancers do their things on stage and go, " God...when will I dance on stage beside them?". But that wasn't my main reason, instead it pushed me to train harder so I will have what it takes to go on stage to perform, not to be a clown. And true enough, He opened the door for me. He is faithful! I never forgot what vision He gave me. Dancing beside instructors i respect so much, and performing with them, it was an awesome feeling. It defintely pushed me in my dance to a greater height, cos i took them as my goals, my role models. Dancing for praise song was fun too! I dont know why, but the moment i stepped onto the stage, i felt this joy in me tht made me smile thruout my whole dance. amazing. This is an experience I'll never forget. btw, FIR's Faye was amongst the guest sitting in the front rows along with Sun. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;2) TBG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Oh man! This is dope. I remembered last yr, as i helped out in TBG 06', and joined in the workshop and watched different groups performed, i asked Him the same thing again. And this yr was interesting because Wrecking Crew Orchestra came down and held workshops as well. I've been watching them on youtube for their dance, and now I learn from them, and even got to talk and take pics with them, it's just so real to me. It's cool to learn more new styles, and yes, i managed to perform! And sharing the stage with other dance crews like NRA, LADC, NUS, O Crew, WCO, TP, it was cool. Dancing in TBG, was another great experience for me. And i made new friends too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1993104716176761229?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1993104716176761229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1993104716176761229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1993104716176761229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1993104716176761229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back.html' title='Im back!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RnN9chG98yI/AAAAAAAAAB0/AcDA-nAZi3w/s72-c/me+and+yokoi.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-5585307807543548997</id><published>2007-05-01T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T09:35:03.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PIcs galore!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdsDdktgpI/AAAAAAAAABU/VU6q0jPGa6c/s1600-h/zebra+eaten.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059631513108054674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdsDdktgpI/AAAAAAAAABU/VU6q0jPGa6c/s320/zebra+eaten.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; haha one of those pics i danced as a zebra. yes, was eaten, hence my face. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdpcNktgoI/AAAAAAAAABM/Vlb2XalndDY/s1600-h/projo(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059628639774933634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdpcNktgoI/AAAAAAAAABM/Vlb2XalndDY/s320/projo(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; Nik-Z and Jacky :botting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdpMdktgnI/AAAAAAAAABE/6urEl_IlgyA/s1600-h/projo(2).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059628369191993970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdpMdktgnI/AAAAAAAAABE/6urEl_IlgyA/s320/projo(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; Me and ma bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdpA9ktgmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qMajkmsLUx0/s1600-h/projo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059628171623498338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdpA9ktgmI/AAAAAAAAAA8/qMajkmsLUx0/s320/projo.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ma bros again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdosdktglI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pdbM6fcPX-M/s1600-h/nikz+and+khye.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059627819436180050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdosdktglI/AAAAAAAAAA0/pdbM6fcPX-M/s320/nikz+and+khye.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and khye, someone who is a great bro of mine. Thanks Khye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdoUdktgkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d_FazDrI558/s1600-h/nikz+and+jon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059627407119319618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdoUdktgkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/d_FazDrI558/s320/nikz+and+jon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; Me and Big Jon, cool aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdoNdktgjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/P_z11dBLcxc/s1600-h/nikz+and+jingwei(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059627286860235314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdoNdktgjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/P_z11dBLcxc/s320/nikz+and+jingwei(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Nik-Z and Jingwei. A new friend i made in musical! haha he's so funny cos he's always the first to take off his costume after performances. So i told him not to take off till he took a pic with me. Looking great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rjdno9ktgiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tmU6Fjv4NCA/s1600-h/nikz+and+jinwen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059626659795010082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rjdno9ktgiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/tmU6Fjv4NCA/s320/nikz+and+jinwen.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me and Jinwen! haha still suave as ever. A good grand senior of mine ever since i learnt dancing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;More pics to come! Havent' got the rest from my friends. stay tuned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-5585307807543548997?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/5585307807543548997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=5585307807543548997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5585307807543548997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/5585307807543548997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/05/pics-galore.html' title='PIcs galore!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RjdsDdktgpI/AAAAAAAAABU/VU6q0jPGa6c/s72-c/zebra+eaten.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3925758413474692020</id><published>2007-04-29T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T01:40:26.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Musical's over! Mixed feelings simply set in. The daily practices and rehearsals we had, definitely brought the dancers closer together. The ups and downs, tears and laughter, it was all memorable. First night was more for the VIP, guests and some of our family and friends. Everything went well and it was pretty cool. This time we dance in front of audience who clapped and cheered for us. I got to know  alot of new friends through this musical as well, and all of us have the same passion. Even got to know Peter haha. Second night was pretty havoc cos it specially for more of our friends and family. As i stood by the wing, knowing my friends were among those in the audience, i felt pumped up. And just before the performance, one of the staff, came to me and told me, 'so tonight i'll see you sing again yea?" haha. he was the staff who on the first night came up to me and shook my hands and said i entertained well. Praises wont make my head swell, it simply makes me happy enough to know ive inspired someone. Another dream of mine has been accomplished, that is to dance in a musical. My dreams are slowly getting accomplished 1 by 1, all thanks to Him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;" Musical, engraved in my heart"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3925758413474692020?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3925758413474692020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3925758413474692020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3925758413474692020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3925758413474692020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/musical.html' title='Musical!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-1053205902180988380</id><published>2007-04-20T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T12:27:38.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aite!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;aite, a short and sharp post aye, its already 320am. Lols. Well, been pretty much busy with work and dance almost everyday, so its like 7+am leave home, wont be home till 10+pm. haha. yeah, pretty much mundane, so gotta find time to shop , which i havent been doing much man. Dont wish to forget how to travel to town. haha Musical is just next week, time really flies man. Rehearsals cool, made new friends as well. Nah, aint emo, just feeling the weight of work and dance almost everyday. Passion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-1053205902180988380?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/1053205902180988380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=1053205902180988380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1053205902180988380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/1053205902180988380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/aite.html' title='Aite!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3877373364081842853</id><published>2007-04-09T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T04:53:00.571-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RhooE8Qt2PI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YJ7wnGpULjQ/s1600-h/DSC00161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051393997410261234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RhooE8Qt2PI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YJ7wnGpULjQ/s320/DSC00161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; haha i look weird? cos i havent removed my make up, and i was having a face allergy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rhonn8Qt2OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4Wo_9_aKooA/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051393499194054882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/Rhonn8Qt2OI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4Wo_9_aKooA/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; two giraffes and a zebra! haha not only are they giraffes, but really good bros of mine, both khye and xyz. we always have a good laugh backstage while they were preparing to put on their props. we could just laugh and laugh and laugh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;more pics to come aft i get frm my frds!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;And so it was, Easter has ended with a big bang! It was such a great time rehearsing for the event, dancing for all the services, and working together with the drama people, logistics, sound crew and many more. All in all, it was a great and unforgettable experience for me, because this is my first time dancing in a big event, which has always been my dream, and He made it come true for me. Working with the dance ministry dancers, i learnt a lot. My first time wearing a tight costume as well. Lols. rehearsing till late nights, watching videos together, the bond was there. But all in all, danced for myself and Him. And i rmb at times in the washroom, people would get shocked at my costume and makeups, while some others would remain composed. it was entertaining seeing different reactions. And i rmb this boy, who was so cute to ask me who i was, or rather what was I. aha. I rmb those days when i looked at dancers dancing on stage during services, and i wld wonder and ask God 'when wld it be me?'.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Seek Ye first the kingdom of God, and all these shall be added unto you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;That was all it was needed for me. Focus. And soon, He just provided for me...more than enough. I wanted to join Emerge, and He blessed me to be a champ. I wanted to join dance ministry, and He blessed me to be a dancer.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Great knowing new friends like Michael and many more while doing this production. Thanks for making all these possible, and not forgetting Ryan and Kenny and Bevan who helped out with the choreo and costume. Awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3877373364081842853?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3877373364081842853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3877373364081842853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3877373364081842853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3877373364081842853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/04/easter.html' title='Easter!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Glvzyay_iLE/RhooE8Qt2PI/AAAAAAAAAAU/YJ7wnGpULjQ/s72-c/DSC00161.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-3824989488319439505</id><published>2007-03-19T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T07:33:09.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taiwan dramas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i never understood why my friends would watch taiwanese dramas on tv and get hooked. I never understand why they cld get all so emo and start tearing. Now i do. I've watched one whole series and now im 3/4 throught my second show, and yea, i guess what gets me hooked is the lil twinch of sadness, lame jokes, love sensation, and life. It's just like a rollercoaster ride. The drama im watching now, is so my life, and how i hope it wld be. The character is just like me, not the looks of course, but the way he thinks and behaves. So it's just like watching myself on tv, which makes it all the more interesting. And ive learnt lotsa life lessons, believe it or not, through watching the drama itself. dope.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And the girl in the show, her character is how i wld hope my future girl wld be like as well, the looks would be a bonus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-3824989488319439505?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/3824989488319439505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=3824989488319439505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3824989488319439505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/3824989488319439505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/taiwan-dramas.html' title='Taiwan dramas'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-7890981504010241689</id><published>2007-03-16T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T10:50:12.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Be HUMBLE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Remain humble. Improvement doesnt mean you're the best, so quit acting like one. POseur? hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Lotsa stuffs coming up for me. Still not really used to attachment at some engineering company sent out by my sch, tho im in a design course. puzzled. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Shoutouts to peeps who've been reading ma blog. thanks man, i'll try to post whenever i can yo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ryan's words today hit me hard positively, he's a role model for me, no doubt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-7890981504010241689?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/7890981504010241689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=7890981504010241689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7890981504010241689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/7890981504010241689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/be-humble.html' title='Be HUMBLE.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-4370617609708134099</id><published>2007-03-14T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T07:51:28.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;just watched the dancefloor and im pretty amazed at how tight the competition was today for the disco category. It was pretty fun to see my hiphop mates doing disco tho. Lol. Platinum, soul fusion, sfb, e sqaured and the rest were all on tip top form. Gotta brace for results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Recently been watching this taiwanese drama which co-starred Hsu Wei Lun. Cant help but wonder how life is so unpredictable. She passed away in an accident not long ago and she is very young, talented and of course beautiful. Sorely missed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-4370617609708134099?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/4370617609708134099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=4370617609708134099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4370617609708134099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/4370617609708134099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/emo.html' title='Emo.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-131563382318204416</id><published>2007-03-09T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T07:58:38.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hatred</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WARNING&lt;/strong&gt;:this is gonna be a harsh post, so if you can't take it, dont read. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Things i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it when im away on msn and people ASSUMES im online. And when i dont reply, i get all sorts of criticisms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it when im away on msn, and people type messages to me and EXPECTS me to relay them to other people. DO NOT assume im online and type to me impt messages and at the end of the day, you push the blame to me saying you did tell me. there's such thing as SMS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it when people make decisions without consulting me when im part of the group. WHY? am i NOT part of the grp? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it when people keep me in the dark. If not for me asking, i wld still be in the dark right at this moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it when people tells me to do things, and at the end of the day, while im stil doing it, no one told me it's not needed anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6) I&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it when people tells me what to do when i know what to do. Dont worry, i've a mind aite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it when there are so many things i wanna do and i love to do, yet i dont have the time, breathing space, or strength to do. I hate suffering from burnouts. Sometimes i just hate myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; it when i tell people my stuff, and all i get is not a listening ear, but a mouth that keeps yacking, and worst, ends up the person tells me his or her stuff/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9) I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; arrogance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10) I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hate&lt;/span&gt; backstabbers. if you've any things for me, say it RIGHT TO MY FACE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-131563382318204416?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/131563382318204416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=131563382318204416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/131563382318204416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/131563382318204416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/03/hatred.html' title='Hatred'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-117234064511510699</id><published>2007-02-24T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T10:10:45.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha talk abt small world, bump into some of my ns mates today and he's really all good now. Have a pretty gf for over a year now, in uni and all. I know my time will come soon as well. ahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-117234064511510699?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/117234064511510699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=117234064511510699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/117234064511510699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/117234064511510699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-time.html' title='my time.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-117009748301403624</id><published>2007-01-29T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:34:28.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>betrayals.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;seriously, betrayal sux. so, me, trying to be the good guy and mediator, has ended up being backstabbed and now im the bad and evil guy. The person whom i considered a frd, and whom i helped cos i treasure frds, ended up betraying me. What a twist yea? Thats how some people are. And im sick and tired of it. STOP all these pretentious care and concern in front of me when u people dont mean it. Dont care for me just because some ppl are there to monitor your behaviour and u all know what im talking abt. Dont care for me , and when my back is turned, all the backstabbing comes. I know who are you all, and what you all have been saying. It's ok, im fine with it, but just rmb one thing, the nxt time you people try to talk to me or even care abt me, all i see is invisible people. Dont put up a show in front of me, cos i dont dig that. So much so for helping friends, and now im starting to think all these is just a show to land me into trouble and make me appear to be the bad guy. Thanks for creating a bad image for me. A new Nik-Z is born, so dont ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i didnt change, u people forced me to. but im not blaming u all. im sick of always caring abt ppl feelings. no longer anymore. i dont give a hoot.i choose who i want to be nice to and who i want to care for. those ppl that r worthy. and i knw who r my worthy frds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-117009748301403624?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/117009748301403624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=117009748301403624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/117009748301403624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/117009748301403624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/01/betrayals.html' title='betrayals.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116827058565579195</id><published>2007-01-08T07:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T07:36:25.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ok funny story telling time. you know lizards normally run when they hear noises or when human approaches them right? i was waiting for the lift outside my house when a lizard run towards me. my natural reaction was to avoid it. but it kept running towards me!! i ended up dancing with the lizard and i do mean dance. and guess that. i didnt realise there was someone holding the lift door open for me. and i was thoroughly embarassed he saw me dancing with a liazard. -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116827058565579195?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116827058565579195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116827058565579195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116827058565579195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116827058565579195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/01/argh_08.html' title='argh!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116827057363754273</id><published>2007-01-08T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T07:36:13.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh!</title><content type='html'>ok funny story telling time. you know lizards normally run when they hear noises or when human approaches them right? i was waiting for the lift outside my house when a lizard run towards me. my natural reaction was to avoid it. but it kept running towards me!! i ended up dancing with the lizard and i do mean dance. and guess that. i didnt realise there was someone holding the lift door open for me. and i was thoroughly embarassed he saw me dancing with a liazard. -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116827057363754273?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116827057363754273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116827057363754273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116827057363754273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116827057363754273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2007/01/argh.html' title='argh!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116757885244124492</id><published>2006-12-31T07:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T07:27:32.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new yr!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Looking back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;1) I thank the Lord for chances to be trained under great instructors like Ryan, Carol, Daniel, Gin, Ee ching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;2) I and JP were given the chance to dance in service, a dream come true for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;3) Being dance champs in my first emerge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;4) doors after doors being opened in my areas of dance into Project O.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;5) So much closer with my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;6) making better friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;7) improving in my dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;8) results getting better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;9) much closer to God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;10) ma face getting better! haha lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;For 2007...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;1) hopefully be able to get my pop's car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;2) improve more in my dance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;3) dance more in services and get into dance mini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;4) make more and sincere friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;5) look younger? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;6) maybe change of look? lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;7) more clothes! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;8) better results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;9) more and so much more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;indeed, 2007, im sure wld have more challenges for me... but im ready to face it man. Just bring it on! 2007, watchout, cos here i come!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116757885244124492?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116757885244124492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116757885244124492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116757885244124492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116757885244124492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-new-yr.html' title='Happy new yr!!!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116741973206489870</id><published>2006-12-29T10:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T11:42:10.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha today end of the yr cg was sucha great one. We went around taking a sweet and thanking the people in our cell group. And i received sucha heart warming msgs from frds personally that i teared in my heart. I can't remember the last time my frds actually came up to me, to thank me and gave me such touching praises. And they were so genuine that it showed in their eyes. Im glad that i have impacted their lives in a way or another, because that's what i love to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Aaron, Calynne, Chewie, Jacky, Kenneth, Khye, Pui, Theresa, Tianwan, Xiaoxian, Eve, Ryan, and so much more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Some of the sisters even cried. It was really a great time. haha i shant type what i said to em here cos it's rather personal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;After that we went for a steamboat, a great time of fellowship with the Malaysians dancers who came down. haha they are as crazy as us and really a fun and whack grp. Hopefully there are future chances to chill with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then went cine with daniel and the rest to play games. Daniel blessed us in the games , thanks Daniel!!! grt bro! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Then for no reason i came up with this nick while cs-ing. 'whycare'. haha after that me and jacky got high joking around with this nickname. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116741973206489870?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116741973206489870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116741973206489870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116741973206489870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116741973206489870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116734354841942072</id><published>2006-12-28T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T14:05:48.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Congrats to Ryan and Andrea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/117941/IMGP1988.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/320/192054/IMGP1988.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                            &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt; Don't stare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/180149/IMGP1970.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/320/623974/IMGP1970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mafia? btw, Tianwan is the guy at far right, haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/212809/IMGP1986.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/320/324604/IMGP1986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nik-Z and Psyk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Alright i wanna take this time to talk about this dude right here. I remembered when i was first interested in popping, i didnt know who and where to learn from because there were not much sources. Till then, i met this dude right here. I remembered the first time i learnt from him was a mini session in school, where he taught us the basics, which i've been learning wrongly all these while. He was a friendly chap, who is always willing to help us with our questions and teach us whatever he knows. As time went by, I took up his popping classes at Oschool. I've learnt a lot under him, and i do mean a lot. Without him, I wld have never known my mistakes or be able to persue popping. So Ben, Thanks for everything pal! Owe ya big time! and ya did i mention he's real cranky and thus provides a good company? Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/283276/IMGP1984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/320/364463/IMGP1984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ben aka Psyk, Xiaoxian and Nik-Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/344515/IMGP1972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/320/344517/IMGP1972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Aaron, Nik-Z and Jacky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Congrats to Ryan and Andrea on their wedding! Their wedding was done in a really creative manner which i will talk about later on. I arrived a bit earlier to help out in the preparations of the wedding where we had to pack pop corn into packets so it would look like we're watching a production cos it was called the R(A) production , which stands for Ryan Andrea. haha and the packing of the popcorn was fun, we had 'free' popcorn whenever we accidentally spilt some on the carpet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After we were done with the packing, we went up to the room to settle down and took many pics which i will try to post up. Before we knew it, the wedding has started. There were performances by Daniel and the other dance ministry dancers which made the wedding more special. The food were great, and here comes the funny part. We had red wine, and yes my faces goes red the moment alcohol or wine enters my body, but i wont be drunk. They said this means my blood circulation is good. Hmm... haha and so, we started drinking. Before we knew it, some of us started to get 'drunk'. haha this person im going to talk about, is a nice bro of mine, who was so cute that i cldnt help but blog about him... TIANWAN!! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;it all started out when he said ' i wonder how ppl appreciate red wine.' then he smell the wine and lick the glass! haha i was so stunned cos he was just sitting beside me! haha and the nxt dish was red paste and he said this " wah more wine". haha it was then i knew he was drunk which he kept denying!! until he said this , " maybe i am drunk. nono, maybe i am not, i dont know!". haha we all burst out laughing with his words and behaviour. and while eating the red paste, he laughed in a way i nv heard him laughed before that i got stunned as well. haha he was basically talking nonsense. drunk? haha it's still a mystery up to now. haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;with my current hairstyle, i've many nicknames and ppl said i look african? haha . and tan boon today made my night man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tan Boon: you're a dancer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nik-Z: yap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tan Boon: you dont look like a local.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nik-Z: erm, what do i look like ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Tan Boon: you look like a japanese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nik-Z: Yes! Finally someone said a new nationality for me!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and something happened while me and Yongzhi were waiting for Tan Boon. We smell this stench and we both began smelling our own shirts and we realised it wasnt us, someone farted. haha and we began to laugh non stop cos our instant reaction was to smell our own shirts. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha enough of words, let the pics talk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116734354841942072?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116734354841942072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116734354841942072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116734354841942072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116734354841942072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/congrats-to-ryan-and-andrea.html' title='Congrats to Ryan and Andrea!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116728210987059151</id><published>2006-12-27T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T21:01:49.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just see.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;haha seems like im too nice a guy to be stepped all over huh? Listen up y'all, time for a change. Im sick and tired of being the mr nice guy and being taken advantage and not appreciated, while the evil and mean guys gets what they want. Nice as I am, i aint stupid in the brains yo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new Nik-Z is on the way, a tougher one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;want a stronger example? A girl pal of mine dumped her bf after realising he cheated on her. She started to feel bad abt the breakup and asked the bf for a patch. Talk about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116728210987059151?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116728210987059151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116728210987059151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116728210987059151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116728210987059151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-see.html' title='Just see.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116723194685379322</id><published>2006-12-27T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T07:05:46.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"P</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;havent been to here for sucha long time! well, many things to post, or rather reflect?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Frdships - I always believe in this: Friends come and friends go, only the true ones remain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;In life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; i've met great friends, who are there for you, even in times of downs and ups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've met friends who are there only for fun like going out, movies. Other than that, we dont talk about our life or problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've met friends who claim they will be there for me or whatsoeva, but they are never there when i am down. Ironic right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;It takes one second to know someone, minutes to get use to the person, hours to know the person, days to decide if the person can 'click' with you, and months to become a good friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;I've even met friends who only make friends with people who are goodlooking, cool or of status.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As for rships, friends and peeps around me have been asking me about it. Well, there are factors too. Right now, im just too occupied with my dance and school and family, a day passes very quickly for me. And i rather want one that supports me in everything i do like dance, cos i've come to realise how important support is to help a person achieve his or her dreams. And the pains of a breakup still remains as a scar to me. Yes i've let go already, but i dont wish to experience another one if i do get into a rship. It was too painful for me to take and it took me a lot of effort and time to get thru it. Finding someone aint easy afterall.  Yes, a rship is a risk and gamble cos we never know if it will work out, so risks are always involved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Dance - Age is not a factor, everyone, no matter how old, can dance. im 22, still loving it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116723194685379322?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116723194685379322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116723194685379322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116723194685379322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116723194685379322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/p.html' title='&quot;P'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116638484066807073</id><published>2006-12-17T11:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T11:47:20.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesome day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha just came back from a super long day. been out since 7+am and got back around midnight? haha but it was cool today. There was a graduation for the SOT students during the service and i didn't know some of my friends are in SOT! it was really great seeing them graduate after months of studying. Really proud of them! Congrats to Laverne, Donny, Kelvin and Xiuzhen!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and there was this student, she is going to both the Israel trip and to the Word of Life in Sweden,. How cool is that!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After that we made our way to Kenny house for a bbq and Christmas gathering. His house is so nice pls, with the tall ceiling and the painting. And his living room has 2 air cons! haha and there was this rotating light on the ceiling which will rotate slowly, stop then rotate again. And we debated on that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nikz: Khye, you see the light? it's rotating man. cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Khye: huh? got meh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nikz: aye nono, i think im giddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Khye: haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nikz: eh nono! its rotating see!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nikz and Khye: WOAH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Theresa: where got rotate! neva leh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nikz: got ! it stopped a while... it's moving!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Theresa: wah! haha human operated. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha and so the bbq started. Darren and Tricia did most of the cooking while me and khye helped out. And it was really a good and cooling weather and thank God it rained only when we were about to finish cooking. Kevin's a grt cook as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha then we played charades and had a gift exchange session. I rmb i kept asking some of the proj o people, who buying present for me. Isit proj o people? they say no. And one of the person who said no actually bought the present for me. Calynne!!! haha thanks man! Peuscados!!! haha woo!! and im happy Joe liked the shirt i bought for him cos i liked it myself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;then me, khye, kevin and kenneth played Wrestling games and smackdown with Kenny for a while too. aye i just realied all of them their names starts with K!! except me. Kenny was real funny, he took a weapon in the match and went HA HA AH!!! then he whacked us and got disqualified and lost. we prac laughed our heads off! haha then we played fifa and used japan vs korea and we played like its a real world cup match. Every goal scored we shouted like mad. and Calynne and Pui was so funny pls. Japan is sushi, Korea is Kimchi. so when we (korea) got the ball, they shouted GO KIMCHI! when they(japan) got the ball, they shouted SUSHI!!! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Thanks Kenny for everything and your place, it was great !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116638484066807073?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116638484066807073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116638484066807073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116638484066807073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116638484066807073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/awesome-day.html' title='awesome day!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116603195531803948</id><published>2006-12-13T09:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:45:55.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Limping and not being able to walk properly - 'shiok'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;limping from yck mrt to my test venue, 15 mins of limp - 'super-shiok'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;limping and not being able to dance - devestating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dance means a lot to me, and not being able to, it's like something's missing. Thanks to those who've been asking about me, being concern and prayed for me. i truly appreciate it., I'll be back! thanks Khye for taking the time to call me up and pray .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;today i met this foreigner couple and their kids are sol lovely. A boy and girl. Both had blue eys! yes blue eyes and were so cute and good looking. Even an auntie on the train cldnt resist but said bye to them when they left the train. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116603195531803948?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116603195531803948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116603195531803948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116603195531803948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116603195531803948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/ill-be-back.html' title='I&apos;ll be back!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116584600190062336</id><published>2006-12-11T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T06:06:41.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>License or not, no difference to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Whats the point of having a driving license when i can't even use the car. Looking at my friends who passed, within a few weeks they are driving their dad's car everywhere. I've passed mine for more than a year now and yet im still not allowed to use the car when i need it. Reasons being it's too dangerous. If thats the case, i might as well not get a license in the first place. If that's the reason, i might as well not drive forever. Allowing me to use the car on the road will let me be familiarise with the streets , instead of keep emphasising it is dangerous. My friends have always joked about when i can drive em out, seriously, i would love to and i want to instead of wasting those dumb midnight fare charge.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Im seriously fustrated right now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116584600190062336?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116584600190062336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116584600190062336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116584600190062336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116584600190062336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/license-or-not-no-difference-to-me.html' title='License or not, no difference to me.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116568022722081429</id><published>2006-12-09T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T08:03:47.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;seriously, i nv knew how much of a poser you were till my friend actually showed me smth. i was shocked, dissapointed. I thought all the kindness you showed in front of me was geniune, but it's not. Thank God i see the light now and your true self.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116568022722081429?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116568022722081429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116568022722081429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116568022722081429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116568022722081429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/yes-you.html' title='yes, you.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116542047169017455</id><published>2006-12-06T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T07:54:31.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/294034/curly%20hair%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/320/481077/curly%20hair%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha and so, my new look has arrived! haha was quite nervous actually cos it's my first time perming and the whole process took 4 hrs! Butt pain. lols. haha was quite eager to see how it would turn out and initially i wasnt pleased cos horrendous. but as the stylist style for me, it wasnt that bad afterall! and many good comments from Ben , who shared my joy with me. lols. and also from my fellow proj O dancers and Ryan was so comical with his ans " Are you new here?" Lols! haha ... thank God the hair's right. but Carol was super funny pls. she went up to me, looked at me with a cheeky grin for a short time, then started saying " you look like a footballer, tribal man too!" lols... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;aiyo my eye bags getting thicker and uglier. facial anyone!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116542047169017455?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116542047169017455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116542047169017455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116542047169017455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116542047169017455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/new-look.html' title='New look!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116530260988017147</id><published>2006-12-04T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T23:10:09.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;right now, i just do not wish to care about anything. I just wanna go into my own world.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need a brk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt; from all the ugly stuffs that's happening to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116530260988017147?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116530260988017147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116530260988017147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116530260988017147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116530260988017147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/go.html' title='Go.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116516093688275514</id><published>2006-12-03T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T07:48:56.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;suddenly, a tirade of emotions has risen on the inside of me. And it's pure discomfort, fustration and dissapointments. Sometimes, i just need company when im troubled, just plain company, not so of people asking me about my problem. I'll say when i feel comfortable. Company will do the trick. But there dont seem to be much tonight. Worse still, i've been offending and losing frds for who-knows-what reasons. Whatever it is, i wont brood over it. I really dont care abt the backstabbed words or rumours. Afterall, these aint true frds. Pure Artificial. Like what one of them who hurt me said, " i dont care for anyone except my close friends". Perharps God is just leading me to find Him for a chat and company when i can't seem to find any right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sermon this week and last wk dealt a lot with prayers and dreams, and it led me to think how much have i actually spent time with the Lord. And i do mean spend time. The dissapointments im going thru right now, is probably what He feels whenever i hurt Him. And today the msg was really refreshing for me. If it's a dream from God to you, even if the odds are stacked 600:1 against you, it will happen, because it's from God. Courage is not 'no -fear', it is the boldness to face your fears. Im sure everyone of us has a dream, but along the way while working towards it, we may face obstacles, big-time obstacles that block our way and vision like how a big stone would block a small boy. It's simple, either you stare at the stone and sit there, turn around and walk back... OR (the one i would choose), walk around the stone and continue walking . I have a dream, and im working towards it right now, and yes im facing big time obstacles. But obstacles to me doesnt mean 'i give up', it simply means ' work harder'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;btw, Jacky was real good in getting seats man. i suggest he join rugby. Lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Im badly in need of a mp3 player. Else i keep having to waste discs just to burn a few songs. So i thought since a psp is more worthwhile besides mp3 function, i might as well get it. Right now, im looking around for a psp with a worthwhile price. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I've been having this late night 'craving' to just go out and chill somewhere. I love night breeze and a gd company or a grp of people to just chat. Hols coming in 2 wks time, hopefully i can do this. And i really hope my dad will just lend out his car for me to use.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116516093688275514?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116516093688275514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116516093688275514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116516093688275514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116516093688275514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/12/mixed-up.html' title='Mixed up.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116481079373673461</id><published>2006-11-29T05:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T06:55:59.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transform! Sale!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/200291/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/320/329696/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt; BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/52955/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/320/380604/untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;AFTER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Any Difference btw the 2 pics? Lols, dont laugh k. transformation helps with God's help.! haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;more transformation on the way. Shld i perm my hair or cut short?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/282922/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2569/1267/1600/166207/untitled1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha guess i was under the effects of the medication thus i was feeling ... * im spinning around, move outta my way! * ... haha. So while walking up the stairs, i tripped and fell but thank God i didnt land on my face, tho my weight fell on my left injured knee. Lols. and whew, not much ppl was around! haha and i dont know why i kept saying " im cool, im cool" after that. Lols, perharps to entertain my classmates more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and i've set my sights on things i want for this Christmas! Hopefuly there will be a year end sale so prices will drop!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116481079373673461?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116481079373673461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116481079373673461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116481079373673461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116481079373673461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/transform-sale.html' title='Transform! Sale!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116455508853001854</id><published>2006-11-26T07:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T07:31:28.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recover :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha. i seldom get sick, but once i do, it can very serious. So it happens once in a blue moon. Woke up last night ard 2+ 3am feeeling like crap. Anyway, i heard what happened today in Church and was appalled at how people refuse to admit they are wrong and just change. Like what Pastor said, our church is not a perfect Church. And we are bound to be offended by people anytime. But how would one respond upon being offended?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1) walk away&lt;br /&gt;2) remain angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i've learnt to cope with option 3. Lols. it aint there. I've learnt not to hold on to grudges or anger because by doing so, im living in my own pains cos of some people. Does the person own me? NOPE. So why should i be angry and waste my youth? Simple logic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;haha and today Pastor Phil was so funny. Thats why i always look forward to his preaching. he can preach serious, and suddenly come up with lame jokes. And what shocked me was he revealed his age: 54. He doesnt look in any ways a 54 yr old guy, more like a 30+ guy. I gotta ask him for tips. haha the same goes for Pastor Kong . I rmb he once preach abt anointing at how it keeps us youthful, vibrant, charming and so on. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;DANCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116455508853001854?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116455508853001854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116455508853001854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116455508853001854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116455508853001854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/recover.html' title='Recover :)'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116447251695823316</id><published>2006-11-25T08:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T08:38:04.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pondering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;True words indeed, thanks to Gin. Her words left me thoughts in my mind to ponder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Listening and not reflecting is one thing, listening AND reflecting is another. I'll choose the 2nd option. Cell grp was good as well, esp the quote given by Kenny. I know who i can be, and where i can be. It's a matter of IF i want to be there. I have the choice. It's in my hands. World, watch me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116447251695823316?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116447251695823316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116447251695823316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116447251695823316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116447251695823316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/pondering.html' title='Pondering.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116395577050857878</id><published>2006-11-19T08:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T09:02:50.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha as usual after the performance, i was queueing up at the interchange waiting for my bus to get home. And the bus driver was sucha comical guy that when he came to signal us to board the bus, he shouted " Lai ar, hui jia lo!" haha which means, come come, go home! haha... unfortunately, a person came and cut the queue which i think angered the other person in front of me, who in turn cut the person back. oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;And the ez link machine in the bus was spoilt at the alighting door so passengers had to alight from the front door. This made some passengers irritated but you know what? The bus driver apologised to every passenger that alighted including myself. That's grt service for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;haha and during our performance, this little boy was so cute pls... he ran into Theresa's arms even tho he didnt know us. haha ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Anyway, i know i didn't do well. Im still trying to find my groove and all. Right now, Im not satisfied with where I am. Nahs, i aint a perfectionist, im just a guy who chases excellence. Im never satisfied with myself. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Respect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116395577050857878?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116395577050857878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116395577050857878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116395577050857878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116395577050857878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_19.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116383124074677876</id><published>2006-11-17T22:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:27:20.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whacky!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2569/1267/1600/gmp%20pics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2569/1267/320/gmp%20pics.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt; haha someone's creeping over my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2569/1267/1600/DSCN0933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2569/1267/320/DSCN0933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                             &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;         Whois the real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha im back peeps, and i suppose so. anyway, recently my classmates and I had this lab session in school and i decided to take some cranky pics to go along with it. haha. Right now im watching this super lame show and one scene really cracked me up. There were two people who went to a pub and made a scene. Then they came back with stockings over their heads hoping the manager wouldnt recognised them. Yet they say things like remember me? and one of the robber had to feel his way to the counter because he cldnt see thru the stockings. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sometimes, is it that hard to swallow comments from your fellow friends, which upon thinkin would help you? Does it require someone who is more elder in order to get the message across? Of all ages, it's all about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Respect.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116383124074677876?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116383124074677876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116383124074677876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116383124074677876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116383124074677876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/whacky.html' title='Whacky!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116352781860517477</id><published>2006-11-14T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T10:10:18.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovering.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;credits to the bus 31 driver today. I was kinda late and the bus came. I thought prolly there wld be someone at the bus who would flag and board it so it cld delay the time and i cld board. However, there was no one. So i gave chase and was about to give up, when i saw the bus stopped and opened the door. I thought maybe someone was alighting. But nope. The bus driver waited for me tho i was quite some distance away. Grt service!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Im still recovering, so peeps to see a different Nikz during this period of time. Bear w me while i recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116352781860517477?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116352781860517477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116352781860517477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116352781860517477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116352781860517477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/recovering.html' title='Recovering.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116344820476825075</id><published>2006-11-13T12:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T12:03:24.783-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;after 1 yr +, what have i been doing? I havent improve much in my dance and i haven't found anything in me. I look at others who started out around the same time as me, and they are so much better. They know more genres than me, their dance aint about steps, and they express it out so well. As for me, im speechless abt myself. I know what i can work on and im on my way, but how long more before i can reach the level that i want to? Never be able to go far if the focus is not there. Dance isnt all about yourself, and yourself only. It's about your crew, its about working together, its about dancing with the right attitude and steps and not abt having fun on stage without any dance. Wake up.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116344820476825075?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116344820476825075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116344820476825075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116344820476825075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116344820476825075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116335534736645409</id><published>2006-11-12T10:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T10:15:47.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well done NRA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;blast, awesome. That's how I would feel abt the NRA productions. haha we were at far east taking a bus down to ngee ann but the bus were packed with people and we only had one bus. So we were thinking of taking a cab down but ... nahs. Anyway the bus came and i didnt know we had to change bus. haha every bus that came, Chewie kept saying Cannot. haha in the end, we wanted to walked . Before we cld do so, our bus came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;My first time in ngee ann and it's a big school man. The Audi was real cool and it's a big seater. The NRA productions is cool, which i feel most people would agree with me. What i felt good abt it was the dance, because they didnt just do one genre but they did a lot of genre and they are versatile. Every dance, they displayed the different chracter and attitude. Mind ya, it's more than 10 sets of dances. And the video clip was also cool, which i feel is so real in today's life. Do we get support from our parents to persue our passion to dance? Those late nights, having to cope with school and work. So well done NRA! You peeps were great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;After watching the productions, i've learnt stuff. Not only that, I started to ask myself where i stood in my dance. I've been dancing for more than a yr now, yet i dont feel any progress, improvement. Im not doubting myself, but I question my own abilities. Like what I heard, my opponent is myself. It's true that when we are given chances to do something like dance, we will face challenges. Challenges to isolate, groove, stretch, dance. I need a brkthrough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nikz "Stop whining. Use your time you complained to practise."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Right on, see me then, I'll be stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116335534736645409?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116335534736645409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116335534736645409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116335534736645409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116335534736645409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-done-nra.html' title='Well done NRA!'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14112512.post-116317598853301562</id><published>2006-11-10T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T08:26:28.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little too late.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Michelle was a girl who had many admirers. Walking down the street, she would invite looks from guys and have people asking for her number. She's doesnt dress to attract attention, neither does she put on air because she have many admirers. She's down to earth and humble , yet sweet. And when it comes to choosing a companion, she doesnt go for looks but for the heart. Many rich and good looking guys have gone after her, yet she could not care less. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;She had 2 close guy friends though, one was ordinary and caring, the other was a lil better looking but his character was bad. Let's call the first guy A and the second guy B. A was less brave than B , thus when it comes to wooing her, B had the advantage. Mich nv knew abt A feelings, and thus accepted B. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Upon knowing the rship btw them, A felt upset yet he nv stopped caring abt her. Whenever she's down, he would try to be there for her and even made her laugh. B's true colours started to show soon in the rship, often neglecting her and even not caring abt her. Yet ,  Mich still loves B.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Seeing her in so much pain, A couldnt do anything but asked himself why she would end up loving a guy like B although she had many nicer guys after her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;One day, Mich got a phonecall from the hospital. A had gotten into an accident and passed away. She was heartbrokened and devastated. Upon entering his room to recall memories, she found many letters of A writing his feelings for her, whenever she's sad or happy. Moved, she could only know how nice a guy A was, but a little too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Look around you, sometimes the people who appreciate and care for you deserves more than those who treat you like crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14112512-116317598853301562?l=dance-is-air.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/feeds/116317598853301562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14112512&amp;postID=116317598853301562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116317598853301562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14112512/posts/default/116317598853301562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dance-is-air.blogspot.com/2006/11/little-too-late.html' title='A little too late.'/><author><name>Nic "Nikz" Phua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18059245634525322287</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
