Wednesday, December 29, 2004
It was a very cold, rainy day and I could have spent my time resting at home or even practicing my inang but I don't even know why I brought myself out of my warm bed just to watch Silverartis practice for an upcoming competition. Their co-ordination was way out of line and so was their counting. To summarise it up, it was a bit of a torture watching them dance out of beat. I sat there for nearly two hours watching them as their leader tried(keyword:TRIED) to get their steps in order. And I swear, I would have pulled my hair out if they were to ask me another question about whether I was from Vivacious or anything else about Vivacious. Basically, I got a bit frustrated because they were not concentrating fully on the most important part and that is their training, not me or anything else. To get the facts straight, I'm originally from De`Variouz and I've taken time off modern dance to concentrate on learning traditional malay dances. I was there at their training session because Fauzi Hopez had asked me to come down and maybe help them out. From what I saw, they sure needed a lot of help. But there was a little conflict going on just now...
Sure I am an outsider and sure I don't have any right to say anything but since Fauzi Hopez had asked me for some help, I extended some by telling them to concentrate on their counting and showing some basic ways to improve their way of dancing. Their leader was teaching them the wrong way anyway so I voiced out. To my surprise, after teaching them a bit, Fauzi Hopez told me not to interrupt when the leader is "teaching" as she would become upset like she did so when I did that. Not wanting to cause any bad blood between her and me, I sat down there and watched her "teach". Thank goodness, my darling called in the middle of their training and I didn't have to watch them dance out of sync for a good 15 minutes. When the leader had to go home, I nearly rolled my eyes!! From 7plus pm all the way to 9plus pm, I had to sit there with the cold wind blowing at me while I watch them dance around out of beat. With the frustrations building up in me, I played my cd and danced until I was finally warm and free of the frustrations. It was easy though considering Silverartis are a very crazy bunch of people. Fauzi Hopez then asked me the million-dollar question, "So what do you think?" I could only shake my head in disappointment to him. Not wanting to crash his hopes even more, I told him I could help him get his movements right. In less than an hour, I had Silverartis dancing more enthusiastically than they had in the past two hours. I had them change a bit of their steps to suit their choreography better and for the whole 45 minutes I took over, I finally saw that gleam of light and enjoyment in their eyes and body. They were finally relaxed and enjoying, having fun. Somehow, that reminded me of De`Variouz and the memories I had with them. Truth be told, I actually do miss them a lot. I miss joking around with them, laughing with them, dancing with them and grinding away with the girls in front of the studio mirror. Hehehe, sigh... I miss them.
Back to present time...
After getting them pumped up, they've now asked me to help them out with their movements. Considering how out of sync they were, I agreed and so I've to come down to the CC tomorrow afternoon and help them out. Hey, at least it'll be a good way for me to shed some pounds. I'm getting fatter and fatter by the minute! Wouldn't want to look like the ugly girlfriend beside the boyfriend who keeps on looking better every weekend, right? He gets more irresistable after each time he books out. I can already see the abs forming and his chest hardening. His friends have already been commenting on how good he looks now. Goodness, even Aida's friend, Vicky, was interested in him! Just who would even be interested in me, eh?? Seems like I've to tighten my grip around Fauzi now! Hehehe...
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