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Boy named Andrew, given title Sir in dance academy AnC Dynamic Dance Studio, well, not really. Turning 15 this September, dark brown hair, large eyes, exceptionally large ears. Shy at first sight, very annoying once you get to know me; ask anyone who knows me, they'll know.

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-writing novels
-to draw
-to laugh
-dancing
-his computer
-cheese
-Soo Young

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Friday, May 15, 2009

De Most Awesome, Most Furious, Most Hyper-ish, Most Rad, Most OH-MY-GOD Momment Dance Competition I've ever been pt.2

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(Previously on De Most Awesome, Most Furious, Most Hyper-ish, Most Rad, Most OH-MY-GOD Moment Dance Competition I've ever been pt.1)...

So it seems that I tripped over myself on the slippery dance floor(BTW, on my right is a process of how i fell so squeezed your eyes if you wan
na get a clear view of it or just download it, its only a matter of seconds and there is NO VIRUS,guaranteed) at that moment as the dance floor deceived me for the first time, i felt horrible. the first thing that came to me was a skip of heartbeat from the shock of imbalance, then second was the agony on my arm as my partner was trying her best to pull me up which succeeded before i fall onto my knees. and finally, was the enormous amount of guilt in my stomach- i have failed my partner for as long as I've danced with her, I was the one who made the mistakes, I was the one who pissed her off countless times, and the promise I made to dance the best in this competition. but, this doesn't seemed to be the best I did, i just seemed to fail everyone, but it all happen so freaking fast i had to get up and continue dancing, but i stumbled the entire routine anyways......

When the music stopped, I expected a scolding from my partner as we walked out of the dancefloor but all she asked was, 'Are you OK?', and that made me feel even guiltier. and what was worse than that, my parents were there, and they haven't seen me dancing for almost 1 year, obviously they expected something more than tripping over dancefloors. so i went and sat on my waiting chair and started gazing at the dancefloor, the dancers from my studio came to surround me, obviously they knew i was feeling bad, but they don't seem to know the way of making someone feel less bad is leaving them alone. my ex-teacher came by as well, he told me everyone must trip on the dancefloor at least once before you're experienced, just like my mother: 'you must let the hot cooking oil burn your arm before you can master cooking....' wtf..... so anyways I was a bit better than before,i watched my friend dance their catergory, those advanced ones, and lookie here, he tripped as well! and that was when everyone knew, we have to be careful, the dancefloor here in the AoS is dangerous, a cause of not getting you to the finals.

He was OK with it, and it
was time for the results of who entered the Semi-finals of Standard Novice. my partner dare not to go and see it so I had to. i walked to the board of results nervously, seeing none of the results with my name, the hopes in my heart fainted away..... 'Are you looking for the results of the Standard Novice?' asked one of the staff, I nodded in respond, 'Oh, dont look at these results, they are senior-over 40!', 'OH.'. so she lead me to the other side of the board, a crowdier side of the board and there, a list of twelve names with a title written 'Standard Novice Semi-finals', my name was the first to appear!!!! it felt like heaven, a breeze of cold air cooled the hot, suffocating air of nervousness. the staff tapped me on the shoulder and congratulate me in a silent grin, she was one of the ajudicators who judged me in my catergory, i thanked her congratulations and rushed back to tell my partner. that momment forth i believed that miracles do happen sometimes, that is when you need them most.

sadly, when we did our best in the Semi-fin
als, we weren't pick. wasn't that suprising for me, I had no hope in Novice from the beggining, getting into Semi-finals was awesome enough to please me. Latin was terrible, didn't enter into anything, probaly was my fault again, no doubt. i'll skip a few parts as it gets more boring, sitting there for the hold half day. so at around 2 o' clock, went home to rest before my other events come into place. i took a look outside the Resort hotel building and wow, never knew how marvellous Genting looks like in the afternoon. it was beautiful, the picture I've taken is before the clouds sweep pass the building. I looked up across the mountains, can you see how awesome it is????? so I had Mc.D and KFC together for a late lunch and just after that, i had some shut eye before the event I'm aiming to get a prize....

27th February 2009, 5.31 p.m.
My mom shove me voilently and woke me up instantly and told me in cantonese: "sei zai, fai tid hei san, lei ci jor la!" i was like OH
MY GOD, i have half an hour left before my event starts, I washed my face with the icy cool water as I hurried off with my lauggage.

27th February, 5.45 p.m.
Suprisingly the trip from Resort hotel to Theme Park hotel was short, and I enjoyed the walk, with the frequent breeze and all. then i was there, at the AoS again. i changed int
o my tailcoat and then i bumped into my teacher, terence came and ask me to help him with brochures that are at the Resort hotel, which is where i came from the AoS, i accepted anyways. so three of us, terence, me, and my new friend i met before this competition, Joshua headed off to the hotel i stayed in. inside the registration room for this competition, was a hold lot of AnC(my studio's name) staffs, running here and there, calling people's name and carrying things around. we went into one of these rooms and this staff handed us a hold load of brochures wrapped in papers. the three of us and the other random staffs then carried the stacks back to the AoS. wow, the journey back seems alot longer than coming, we were going uphill with stacks estimate 50 brochures in them, and when we reached the AoS we were worn out and the paper bag containing the brochures were torn and broken. and that was when i regretted going to carry those brochures, i am tired and no energy left for dancing, i was afraid i might do some stupid mistake whem i'm tired. but its too late to regret, they are already getting ready to start......

27
th February 2009, 7.40 p.m.
Oh,
look. When i thought all hopes were lost and i'm bound to get last in the finals, i emerged second runner up! not just once, twice! first would be the Under 16 Standard and then is the Under 16 Medley. i was very happy indeed, got my dad to take some pictures for me. satisfied and hyper, the wolf within started howling and haha, look at the next picture: doing the usual thing i do best,showing off to girls. my father caught me showing off my certificate to 4 girls at a time, oops, i've been caught! then, i went to show to my adult friends, who are still some good friends of mine. so yeah, a tap on the back is still pretty encouraging...

27th February 2009, 8.10p.m.
Arrival of the Gods

Ahh, all the events are over now, except for one- the Grand Parade!! to explain it, it's actually a parade where every competitor from the AnC Dynamic Dance Studio has to represent a country and it's representors to walk a parade. As the first person in the parade, I will be the one that leads all 27 countries down to the dance floor, BIG RESPONSIBILITY. the country i had is Australia, not bad, though there's only one couple from Aussie only... so, it is 8.10 p.m. now, 20minutes before the proffesional events start, minutes before the parade starts. we, the 27 representors of the 27 countries made our way through the kitchen, some small park outside of the kitchen, then pass the toilet and at last, at a short stairway where all the signboards with the country's name were labled leaned against the wall. so the teachers were busy handing me signboards to pass it down to other competitors. while doing so, a new friend of mine, Pamela and I were busy naming foods after each country, it was fun yet hard since i barely cared about things like kimchi, pasta, pizzas, escargos etc.

A few minutes later, came the baldest man i've ever seen. some says he's a staff from the branches of my studio, i thought so as well since he seemed familiar and very friendly indeed. anyways, we(competitors and the foreign dancers) gathered behind the huge black curtains, waiting for my principle to finish his speech. Then, some stupid noob from the back of the line passed this message to the front, telling me to go. WTF? i don't know what to do at that time, everyone was like staring at me like crazy, and not to mention the most dancers were from China, the chinese were fixing their eyes on me, wondering why aren't i budging. then some fella yelled 'move!' Oh god, i thought to myself, shrugged and tried to open the curtains. then the bald guy from outside the curtain closed it back, saying: 'no,no! don't come out yet, it's not time!' How i wanted to say 'I-told-you-so!' to those people who rushed me to go, but it wasn't the right time, important matters come first. Everyone began chatting softly, the loudest were coming from Chine since it has the most dancers among us all. So i socialized with the Australian couple, seems like they'd danced for 20 years and for these 20 years, they only focused on ballroom. Wow, that's all I can say, wow.

Ahh, i finally heard my principle stop his long speech as the bald guy poked his head in and called us to get ready. I gulped as the hyper-ish music was played, a Samba music I presume, a football soundtrack as the football fans call it. I gripped my signboard tightly and walked out proudly as the bald guy signaled(i'll try to upload the scene for y'all to see, uploading vids to blogspot is hard so if y'all have any ideas, feel free to comment, i'll only beat you until inches to death only I don't like your suggestion, nothing serious.). Even though I wasn't wearing glasses, I could see, people at all direction of the seats in the AoS. 'Probaly looking at my handsome good looks by now.' I thought to myself as a lowered the signboard after reaching the spot where I had to stop. then came Bulgaria, Canada, China, Denmark and so on....it was like a 5 minutes parade to get everyone into the dancefloor. Then my friend, Ash, had to come to the front and tell this oath where we have to promise to do something and something and something for Malaysia which I obviously didn't care. the only word that rang in my brain was when he said dance, he pronounced it jance through his flu. Haha, what a noob. Then the introduction of the judges and all and the principle declaring the real Malaysian International Dance Championship 2009 to be opened and all and.... yeah. My job there is done.

So I picked an empty spot
at the highest seats of the AoS, and sat with my three new friends, Joshua, Jon and Kevin as we joke and talked and....well, joke more. it was fun watching the professional dance, so awesome, cool steps and so on. and the most interesting part, world's 2nd best Latin dancer vs China's best Latin dancer. and the result is.....the China couple was so stressed out he fell down while doing the Jive in the finals. so he ended up getting....some place except for champion since RICARDO AND YULIA GOT CHAMPION! WOOHOO!!!! ALL HAIL THE 2ND BEST LATIN DANCER IN THE WORLD!!!! so i was like, 'hey look, the China couple fell at the spot where i fell this morning too!'. ahh, a secure feeling rushed within me, saying: look, even pros fall down as well, there;s no need to worry about things like that!

So all in all, it was some fine adventure I've experienced. I get to meet alot friends, and to deepen our relationship with the old ones, meet people who shares the same interests and so on.....I decided to crash the ending of this story since it's already really long now. not much to talk about the 28th of February, I just went to support my friends and watch the awesome hip hop dancers and well, spend more time with girls. Congratulate all who finish reading until this end here, i'll promise a shorter story next time that won't bore you. it's already midnight now, need to get some shut eye, I shall see y'all next time and GOODNIGHT.

FIN.

1 comments:

Michelle said...

Andrew, andrew, andrew..

Swt!

Seriously n.n

But good for u. Congrats!!!!

And I cant believe u type sooo long!!

hows life?