Holiday

It's the first day of school ~ immense drudgery. The holidays were really well spent this time and it was just back to back activity everyday and tons of fun :D

Dance filled nearly every day of the holidays; from monday sessions, to TPDE's training with anan, to yog training and most importantly, Bobby Mileage's HipHop fundamentals course. Sure, my bank account dipped really low after paying for the course, but it was worth every single bit of it, and so so so much more. To be part of it , learning from the pioneers, gaining first hand knowledge, getting down with the dancers and just watching that fire for dance just blaze, it was really amazing.

On the last lesson when Bobby talked to us about hiphop, i was just overwhelmed, haha i could feel him on the verge of tears and so was I. When you're faced with that amount of passion, it's hard not to. The way he spoke of hiphop and how he just had so much energy, he was just living and breathing hiphop. That makes me sad that tons of people in the dance scene are ignorant of what real hiphop is, if i never attended this course or loose's joints, I believe i would have been ignorant for a long time too. His trip down caused drama and beef that shook up the dance scene but i believe this is the start of a new journey for singapore's dancers who are willing to put aside their narrow minded-ness and learn and embrace the true form of the dance. It's a long way to go but with respect, we'll definitely get there. Hopefully, one day the reggae scene in singapore would up as well, I'd be really looking forward to that

And then there was Butterfactory where yobo's really cute friend Vivian was working as an ambassador so you get in via VIP on Wednesdays through her. There was only tyron, yobo and I but it was still fun though very much watered down. The music was bad though, i was expecting better since alot of people told me Butterfact had great music, then again maybe cos it was a Wednesday so everything was more blah. Seriously, a club needs to hire DJ Smoke to spin, guaranteed awesome music for the night.

Then i had the best shisha experience on one of the nights. When you head down to Haji Lane, go to The Aladdin Cafe where you can add vodka shots at 3 bucks per pop into your shisha.

The experience is WHOAAAAAAA. I'm hoping to try for 3 shots next time and see what happens :D

Good shisha, mad company and good conversation make it awesome.

No photos and videos until i learn how to bluetooth the stuff to my laptop ._.

AND BUT OF COURSE WHO COULD FORGET THE EPIC NIGHT CYCLING !!

Damn it that was a freaking whooohoooo experience.

Small group, pretty scenery, crazy people, good food, good bikes, me falling down twice o.o and us cruising through all the areas that made me reminisce my first night cycling experience, that was slightly nostalgic = perfect.

And there was that beautiful, beautiful tumultuous sky at the jetty.

It felt like sometimes out of 2012 except it was there happening to us.

Just imagine dark clouds just making their was towards your sunny side from across the sea and you standing there just watching, watching, waiting.

It was amazing , crazy and beyond words to be right there at that moment.

And here i am back at my grandma's house, it's been a good 2 over years since i stayed over and all i can say is that I'm thankful for the way things are now.

I'm glad that things are no longer as harsh and the whole stay has been really enjoyable and it's been a long time since i spent quality time with her and this is all good.

Then there are the times spent with the family, especially with my grandpa whom i fear for the worst for. But every single moment that i'm there with him holding his hand, calming him down with pats, trying my best to engage him in conversation makes me feel home again. And it makes me think about how vast the change of things have come to, how he's no longer the grandpa who could go out on the long outings he loved, how he can no longer savour the food he loves, how he seems to be so near yet so far, seeing someone grow old and grow fragile is one of the most heartbreaking things. It feels like it's just yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, it's been 9 years since he went into All Saints. It took 9 years for all things bad to pass and look at where we all are now.