arizona green tea

one short summary

2006-09-08T16:45:00.000-07:00

The week was great
except for today i guess.

Work was totally fantastic
school as well.
I'm starting to behave a little less anti-social now.
Making new friends,
smiling more.
I think dance is my mental remedy,
or.. maybe my life's remedy.
I've known many people in my dance class.
We watched one another dance
and clapped for one another everytime.
JP is a great male dancer,
I enjoyed watching him dance.

Work was great,
I've got to know the other tutors in the Lab
and I've got to know a few other tutees too.
One of my classmates who dropped
Summer Chemistry II class was one of them.
I'm more than willingly to help him with their subjects.

Everything was ok
until when I started to drift off.
I wasn't paying much attention during Modern II
and was picked on so many times.
And as the picking on goes on,
I just gave up doing the combination.
Perhaps marked through
a few front pieces of the combination,
then walked the rest.
Don't know what is with this attitude,
maybe..
I'm not meeting any of the expectations
I've been setting for myself.
I'm not determined these few days
not thrifty enough
not controlled enough
not discipline enough
not hardworking enough.

disoriented
everything
meals
daily activities
school
emotions
behaviour
but fortunately
work is still organised the way I like it to.

When will I change
Into something better
something more desirable
more pleasant to the eye
to the ear
to the earth
The desire is there,
but the will isn't.
Just hope my new friends will motivate me enough
to push myself up again.
And I'll take off from there myself.

the future that comes one second aftert this

2006-09-04T06:47:00.000-07:00

nice and slow days will be
pretty much over after today.
Sept 4, which is today,
is Labor Day in America.
Country wide day off.
Get another extra day for the weekend.

Ask me if my week has gone well
yes It had
except when Professor Jose
who teaches absolutely nonsensical modern dance
started to get touchy and wrapped my wrist in his right arm.
if there's a next time,
I really can't guarantee his subsequent appearance in class
as a human
perhaps a spirit instead.

days are surprisingly going back on track.
i'm exercising again
what a miracle
Have been controlling calories intake rather than output
to maintain my weight.
I guess now it's time to do both.

got stabbed by cheryl
however, that stab feels sweet.
(: here goes.

7 RANDOM facts about me:
1. I love to dance
2. I am a taiwanese and am proud of that
3. I wear retainers every night
4. I have short appendages, natural adaptation to cold weather
5. I don't like to study
6. I am a control freak
7. I want to go back to Taiwan and to Singapore

7 things that scare me:
1. Me getting fatter
2. Pimples
3. Perverts
4. GPA less than 4.0
5. Eeky uncles with dirty hair
6. Family chaos
7. Getting lost in America

7 favorite songs:
1. 千里之外
2. Stick with you
3. Find the way
4. Brand new world
5. Mr. Q.
6. Ouran Host Club OST
7. Nana (anime) OST

7 things I like most:
1. My ballet friends
2. Free home returning tickets
3. Me getting slimmer
4. Intensive dance trainings
5. Pointe shoes
6. Paydays
7. Food

7 people to do this:
1. Shi Jie
2. Ya Qi
3. Simone
4. Yiling
5. Jing Ying
6. Sarah
7. Xin Yi

That's about it for today.
The next 15 weeks of Fall is gonna be hectic
Take me away on to the official battle ground
I'll fight you till one of us drops

look at your feet.

2006-08-25T10:33:00.000-07:00

2 more days to the opening of my first Fall Semester.
That means one more weekend to go.

This time,
the holiday was a great one.
Though I wasn't driven down to San Marcos,
didn't go on a shopping spree,
didn't manage to get the shape I wanted to,
didn't buy my new shoes,
didn't buy my leotards or pointe shoes,
I feel that I've done a lot this holiday.

I walked to school,
from Riverside to Grove,
then from Rio Grande to Riverside.
Nothing great.
Each trip took about 2 hours.

Went to Welch at UT,
it's a science building.
Read two novels,
both are of great reads.
Now working on the third one.
I'm a slow reader,
my bad.

Ate lots of junk food,
like bread for breakfast,
lunch,
dinner,
and in-between craving snacks.
Plus strawberry jam and peanut butter.
I like the sandwich when there's both jam and butter.
You should try it too.

Didn't complexion maintain during the holidays.
grew a few pimples.
Doesn't really matter at all.
Call me a boy,
I'll call you my pal.

No need to worry,
still can fit into whatever clothes i have.
Did all the housework,
washed all the dishes.
Watched all the anime,
slept for most of my slacking hours.

This holiday is worthwhile.
I'm all ready to charge once more.
Towards the target that I've been fixing my eyes on.
High Five.
Powerpuff girls.
Cartoons.
Things that don't correspond can make a lot of sense sometimes.

Teeth please.
Say cheese.

"You can dance anywhere, even if only in your heart. "
-Author Unknown

un-usually.

2006-08-19T12:02:00.000-07:00

thought I'll be blogging like everyday
during this one and the half weeks of holidays.
but, as you can see, that is not what happened.

just popping by,
even though maybe no one is reading
or perhaps some are reading.
I found that readership is pretty a big concern for bloggers.
especially those who want attention or perhaps just simple accompaniment.
having to know that at least someone out there is concerned.
for me, I'll belong to the one that seeks accompaniment,
since its holidays and there's no one to spit my stuff to.
sounds independent ar.
I hope I'm more independent than what I am now.

Good news! GPA 4.0 for summer.
Phew.. thought I can't make that cut this summer semester.
but ta-ta! 4.0. so relieved when i saw that digit on the web.
Another good news! My brother has got a job.
two US buck earners in the house,
any worshippers? just kidding, not even a scrap of seriousness in what I just said.

Holidays have been going along fine,
just as what the prophercy has said.
I ate my ass butt off and had it grew faster than any weed in the grassland of China.
Oh god.. can't make out a list for what i ate.
No buffets,
No pizza,
Just the 8 small ice glazed cake donuts.
That's all it takes to get me double the size what I was at my slimmest.
Damn..
Sorry, just whining.
Now on a diet again.
I still prefer diets than overeating periods.

Nothing's up today.
Dean Koontz's "Odd Thomas" is here to keep me company.
Nice book, nice plot and of course, nice characters.
Shall not write a book review like other bloggers.
you should read it yourself if you wanna read it.
No one is here to force you into reading you know.

for the meantime, I'll get back to Mister Odd Thomas.
Will try to come back soon enough.

bang. you're dead

2006-08-16T10:04:00.000-07:00

holidays.

good.

bad.

don't know.

really hard to determine the worthiness of holidays sometimes.
you tend to slack off and have a hard time picking up momentum next semester.
or
you'll tend to eat alot and get your ass half a size bigger.
or
you'll spend too much money that the numbers will haunt you
in the middle of an unbroken dawn.
but nevertheless,
holidays are refractory periods for the hardworked brain.
see...
stupid biology is still hovering over my cerebrum, all the biological
vocabularies are still lingering.

Brains.

Big.

Small.

Pea-sized.

haahaa, why call others pea brains when yours is nothing compared to that.
be smart, be quick and be agile.
i wanna dance again,
grace re-ignited the shimmering passion yesterday night.
i'm already losing the muscle mass,
most of the usedtobehardandtough muscles are dissolving.

but i'm shedding the excessive fats off.
still manage to save the curves around my waist.
and you know what, i can't wear my jeans now.
it's sliding down below my hips,
i need belts for birthday presents.

perhaps i sound like real skinny
but no, wipe off that imagination board in mind.
i'm still the same,
just less muscular.
ching hui with no more biceps and big thighs
sounds like a good deal to me.

but of course,
my stamina is oozing together with the dissolving muscles.
just a 2 hour "walking while studying"
tightened my calves and make them caffeine for that very night.
can't sleep at all.
too sour-y on my calves.

haha. holidays just started
i guess i'll have to watch my diet.

"Dancing is the perpendicular expression of a horizontal desire. "
~Author Unknown

a stuffed brain.

2006-08-12T18:20:00.000-07:00

my brain feels a little swollen now
though it used to be more pumped
when i last studied for a biology test.

2 comprehensives on monday and tuesday
chemistry followed by biology
and then...
it'll be Hols!
aren't that great?
Not a lot of things i wanna do during this hols
just hope to relax and walk around town
breathe in a little air not-riverside-nor-capitol.

will be driving down to san marcos.
hope to get my check soon.
US$120 bucks, going on a shopping spree
but first, let me get the taxes paperworks done.

next semester will be a busy one.
hope i can cope with things.
out for the entire day,
Monday to Friday.
cool ar? work plus studies.
at least i'm paid to work and work is fun.
so i'll hate to bear any grudges.

well, i wanna get a new leotard online.
you know? that kinda "leotard bag"?
i'll be dancing 5 days a week for Fall.
don't you think i'll need more leotards than just the burgandy
wide cut from grade 7? haha.
thank goodness, i can still fit in those.

i hope to go online more often,
catch up with friends.
but first,
let me get the two comprehensives out of my way
to freedom!!

"The truest expression of a people is in its dances and its music. . . Bodies never lie."
- Agnes de Mille

the happy summary(s)

2006-08-05T06:34:00.000-07:00

to lighten up the weekend,
with smiles that came and stayed
for quite some time in the past week.

it isn't all hard actually
to stay smiling when there's someone
to smile with you and to you
responding to your smile with the equal number of teeth.

bright isn't it? you'll see the light reflecting off our teeth.
it was the guys in learning lab
manager Susan
instructor Nancy
tutors Pat, Rick, Graylin, Philips
who always greeted me with the same smile i greeted them
it has been a long time since someone
smiled back at me when i smiled at them.
pleasant feeling to be back smiling again.

Not only them, even the students who came looking for help
in no matter what subject, chemistry or math,
smiled when they came,
smiled when we tutored,
smiled when they left.

especially that "light bulb" effect when they knew
how to handle a specific concept
it really reflects how well a tutor is.
lots of light bulbs lighting up in Riverside
the entire atmosphere was at its best
and it's gonna continue through the Fall.

love my job so much.
really love it

"Great dancers are not great because of their technique, they are great because of their passion."
- Martha Graham

don't elaborate

2006-08-03T21:12:00.000-07:00

"Rules are meant to be broken." - anonymous (c)
___________________________

I was just testing how long my happiness
can last ever since tuesday this week.
Actually wanted to sum up my week
saying how well it went with this post

but somehow, something not in schedule
caught me in my way
and got me thinking way too deep
nothing that has got to do with me
but it just boiled my blood
and gritted my nerve hard.

........................

I was on a bus,
just for the purpose of emphasis,
on an American bus.
Big and comfy,
quiet with considerate commuters.
then came a guy with a cup of coffee
when the bus went for a couple of stops.
"starbucks" it says,
ironical to the sign "no food and drinks"
just pasted behind the driver's seat, facing the entrance
the guy stepped on and boarded,
ignored the big red sign on the wall.
I'm sure the guy can see it,
since he wears no shades and holds no stick.
He wore a set of earphones
with his eyes half shut, and seemingly,
deliberately avoiding direct eye contact with the driver.

The driver called him back
and did what he was suppose to do.
"no drinks on the bus please"
he said with a tone most polite
and put in a courteous "please" behind his sentence.
the guy put it in another "starbucks" bag,
probably where the sandwich is.
ok, the bus driver let him into the bus.
reasonable enough.

The guy didn't sit far,
i can see him.
the "starbucks" cup was in his hand
only 4 seconds later after the warning.
this time with its lid opened.
took a sip of coffee
while the "no food and drinks" sign
is still at an angle he can see way clearer than mine.

The bus stopped at the next stand
without any stopping being requested.
The bus driver stood up and asked the guy
to kindly abide to "no food and drinks"
by either throwing the cup of coffee away or to
finish it and board the next bus route.
Sure, sounds reasonable to me
or perhaps a little too kind to actually offer an option.

The guy fumed and stood up
walked out and threw the coffee away
and stupidly wanted to wait for the next bus route.

you know,
America has strict rules
everyone knows and follows because
the rules implied make perfect sense.
no food because to keep the bus clean and smell free
no drinks because to keep the bus clean and smell free
and guess what,
that guy didn't do something that takes
only the most common of all senses.
Sadly to add on to the mistakes he made,
he's Asian, and to narrow down,
a Southeast-Asian, and to further narrow down,
he's a Singaporean. Too obvious to tell
from his clothes, and the way he speaks especially,
when i've seen and known lots of them.

Really the sadder,
people don't learn.
perhaps singapore isn't strict enough
perhaps the SMRT isn't strict enough
and the saddest, the hierarchy doesn't end here.
i can say more, further pushing down the blame.
whatever and however deep it may go
I shouldn't elaborate.
it's all too awful to go down grass root.
.......................................

and a side note,
or a piece of advice,
Singaporean behaviour absolutely doesn't work
in foreign countries with the most basic of etiquettes.
like "no food and drinks" on the bus.
it's a law by the way.
unless you really wanna drink some coffee
nowhere else but on a bus
please bring along some shades and guiding sticks
a set of earphones can make it too, a guide dog even better
and also color yourself purple.
not yellow
not dark
not light
don't shame the other colors
choose the aliens in other space instead.
OR
to make everything much easier,
could you please finish the drink of coffee or throw it away
before boarding the bus
just by the easiest processing of the most common of your sense

thank you

Instead of seeing the rug being pulled from under us, we can learn to dance on a shifting carpet. - Thomas Crum

a morning bowl of thoughts

2006-07-30T10:25:00.000-07:00

"they dont see the effort we put in den jus look at the results.." (C)
_________________
"i'm willing to WAIT for you, 2 years is all we need.." (C)
_____________

random, all from approximately 4 hours of blog surfing.
so sorry for the copyright(C), i've placed these marks
at the back for credits.
shall not provide the source/author, don't think they'll like it.

student life seems tough, isn't it?
the first copyright may sound familiar to everyone.
results and process, where do they differ
where do you think they intersect and converge to a point.
perhaps it's true that process is what's important
and perhaps it'll be more beneficial
for everyone
if establishments of grading and judgements
revolve round the entire process of development.

results ultimately comes from the process,
it's a suggested mirror to gauge efforts
put into the path of processes.
it is fair
for effort to yield results
and it is fair
for less effor to exchange for its corresponding mirror.

what ultimately makes the mirror different
is the effort you put in
and had placed on the judgement criteria.
does the amount of effort you put in
deserve the same result that you hoped for?

if you failed terribly to reach for what you've hoped for
all you can blame is yourself
for not putting in the required amount of work
what can you say?
blame parents for teaching you the wrong things
blame teachers for being unpromising
in what they preach
are you right?

i shall not elaborate on the second copyright
looking is understanding for this statement.
life is not like a dream, a movie, or a fantasy
staying at one spot
at a tender age
stuck in soils and muds of emotions
for a girl in her path of growth
in a path foundamental of her future
yours too
you're still in a path to a place
you dreamt to be in
is it worth it getting yourself stuck
stuck in soils and muds of emotion
and forsake yourself
chain your dreams down
for that instant of emotional collision

"Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we should dance."
- Martha Graham

2006-07-30T05:12:00.000-07:00

it has been quite a while
since i last blogged with my original style.
gonna go back to my own way of writing.
just to reflect more on what's really going on inside

have been wondering about some stuff recently
about the crowd and me.
the crowd is huge,
with billions of people in one single plate of earth.
seen lots of talents around.
painters, writers, poets, dancers.
and it seems like an overwhelming phenomenon
that i have been denying for a period of time.

phenomenon says "When will i get good enough"
many people with such exclusive talents
question themselves with such self-demanding
statements.
even the greatest painter isn't satisfied with
his masterpiece that took over the world with ink and colors.

among this crowd, where do i stand?
at the base of the cast,
or perhaps even lower.
the phenomenon managed to reach out to me for once.
and this once is now.

"When will i get good enough"
to achieve the goals i've long ago set for myself.
regardless their succeeding possibility.
even though some may look nonsensical
but isn't that just what gives goals and dreams
their ungaugable price of value

think about it

"Without dance I can not feel my soul, hear my heart, or see my dreams"
- Nahara

flip, next

2006-07-29T20:54:00.000-07:00

just given my blog a brand new skin.
fresh, at least better than the previous one.

my saturday went pretty well,
considering that there won't be any tests next week.
completed all calculus assignments,
not very satisfied with the pace and results though.
need to get cleverer.

today ate more than needed.
tmr will be a better day.
need to smile more.
and take good care of myself more.
health, physically, emotionally, and in other aspects too.

need to achieve more, i want to get back my efficiency.

a diamond of chance

2006-07-23T16:29:00.000-07:00

Singapore Youth Festival.
*sounds like nightmare?*

(: just finished watching the several Gold with Honor Dances
from SYF Central Judging for Dance JC level 2005.
wished i had danced and managed the dance club better in 2005.

now in a situation hungry for dancing opportunities,
starving for new knowledge of any dance forms,
and drooling upon sight of whatever dance genres.
rah.. I WANT TO DANCE

zaki did a great job,
to utilize what he's provided
and mold everyone in an instance
to take forms of what i call professional love.
love of dance comes in different levels too.
don't tell me you love dance while
sitting on the ground, curling your pony.
professional dancers express their love
for dance not in words,
time, money, effort, sweat and the
"whatever it takes" attitude fully stripped
words out of their priority of expression.

the dances he choreographed make images,
images that stick to your brain
and lead you blind into a tunnel of endless self-reflection.
"how i wish i was" went straight through your skull,
and dwelled without a sound into your consciousness.

"i wish i was on that stage too"
"i wish i was in that costume too"
"i wish i can dance that well too"
"i wish...."
he makes you wish so much,
makes you dream so much.
great guy, great mind, great art, great pieces.
I WANNA DANCE FOR HIM

*poof*
yawn... was i dreaming??
haha (:
*snore..*

To be one of the many identical figurines on stage,
placed in manners distorted yet with structure.
Messy yet with meaning so deep in depth
only the figurines could comprehend.

The intentions of arrangements and interpreted body gestures
skipped the necessity of words and vocalization.
Expression with nothing more than placements and alignments
poises and foundational techniques,
dancers become an original form of communication.

The mixture of soft and hard,
the leveling of focus and translucent.
A randomness of textures and length,
an unknown formula so mathematically uncalculable
happens to drift in the air ironically stagnant in a square studio.

all above elements sum up
to form a simple piece of up to '3+4' minutes
to create a history so historical and impactful.

to me, that's what dance means.
(: (: i feel so artistic all of a sudden.
LET'S DO SOME GRANDE JETES

muahaha (:

(: dance on. rock on.

happy birthday

2006-07-22T05:56:00.000-07:00

heard that it's Anglican's birthday today.

Happy Founder's Day,
Happy Birthday Anglican.

(: can't imagine what the school exactly look like 50 years ago.
the very first establishment that carries and molds the very first handful of AHS leaders.
*cover ears and eyes..somehow* don't even dare to imagine man.

after 4 years of secondary school,
in america called High School,
which is a number of years ago,
i still remembered myself on stage dancing for the audience down there.

cool!~
year 2002 (sec 1) - racial harmony...sort of... dance
year 2003 (sec 2) - we skipped it because of SYF/Dance works
year 2004 (sec 3) - Chinese Dance with the pinky arm sleeves
"did i tell you i LOVE that dance? simply gorgeous"
year 2005 (sec 4) - SYF piece "A sunny day"
"we were trying to be some african natives, didn't work out well i suppose"

if you remember, we trained hard for that every second on stage. pressing stradders, running
the dance so many thousand times and training till muscles gave way and sweat finally become a primary source of HtwoO in Singapore.

similarly, with every sweat, ache and even counting the times you fell, trembled, bleed
(occasionally) and practised on your own at home (i guess i'm the only one doing it back then),
contributed to the every step we marched towards the dance's perfection.

those times were fantastic, i'm telling you. I'm not regretting being sweaty, stuffy, angry, pissed off, reprimanded for whatever punishment i've endured for the sins and wrongs the juniors did. Of all those, i grew and matured into what i am today. All thanks to Anglican who gave me the opportunity to grow.

once again. happy birthday. (: (:

50th year Founder's day

try again

2006-07-20T15:19:00.000-07:00

from head to toe...

ladybird hairclips
blue glass earstuds
lip balm
white roxy tee
khaki color short shorts
barefooted

______________________
from toe to head...

barefooted
huge calves
gigantic thighs
monstrous bottom
oily belly
sausage arms
not-bony shoulders
moderate neck
not-slim-enough face

______________________
conclusion:

time to slim down.

fattest "poem"

2006-07-19T18:39:00.000-07:00

days without Kit-Kat during a break...
...................

i want cadbury,
i want Hershey's Bar,
i want Snicker Caramel,
with some M&Ms peanut almond.

together with Russel and BabyRuth,
Butterfingers and chocolate Rice.
Ice-frosted oatmeal,
and Golden Oreo.
Double stuf works wonders too,
and best to come with Mocha Vanilla.

anything else you wanna add
perhaps a brownie with hot chocolate fudge.
a cup of milo dinosaur,
and a Mars bar dipped with strawberries.

i love chocolates and brownies and cakes,
especially when they come with double the cream,
single, double, coupled or married.
a chocolate lover can be the world's most merry.

days without Kit-Kat during a break...
how romantic...

list

2006-07-19T12:43:00.000-07:00

I-20 ---------- checked.
Chemistry ---- checked.
Printing ------ checked.
Shredding ---- checked.

Hunger ------- TRIPLE checked!

Finally.....
Lunch -------- checked.
Blog ---------- checked.

now what's next?

watch

2006-07-18T21:32:00.000-07:00

time:

century
decade
year
month
day
hour
second
millisecond

how much time do you have?

the chance

2006-07-14T13:25:00.000-07:00

kiss goodbye to modern dance I,
even though we didn't even encounter each other.

here i come modern dance II
welcome me with those warm embrace of yours.

the pre-chance

2006-07-14T09:56:00.000-07:00

congratulations,
you're employed and now an official US bucks earner.
be ready to increase your badget from now on baby

III

2006-07-13T19:53:00.000-07:00

hopefully everything will
go well tmr
"congratulations, anjolene,
you've got the job"
"thank you, i'll be looking forward to
being a tutor at Riverside"

pray hard that i can hear that tmr during the interview.

time to retrain my body rhythm and techniques.
going for the placement test for modern dance II.
i wanna dance, no one is there to help me.
i'm helping myself now,
so gonna retrain and go on diet again...

argh.. you know? i just hate dieting, but it's a must
for a dancer like me. who ask me to eat so much right?

haha

2006-07-12T13:02:00.000-07:00

curse the lab reports
curse the lab notebooks
curse the biology

stop whining,
you sound like a wimp.
shut up and do your work
no rest, no lunch, no breaks

then you'll slim down and look good
see, equavilent trade.
want cookies?
NO.

just tired, feel like resting
but my brain doesn't wanna stop thinking

chemistry test was a "don't bother to study"
"too tough"
but i finished all questions, 30 MCQ.
MCQs are meant to be easy, my dear Dr. Breadon.
luckily i studied yesterday and did alllll the
questions in the textbook.
cool and clear.

now biology

curse the biology
curse the lab report
curse the lab notebook

not feeling good,
at all

2006-07-12T05:50:00.000-07:00

what i need is
luck

luck

(:

2006-07-10T12:48:00.000-07:00

tough time this week,
lots of things to clear and finish doing.

have to study for Chem test II,
it's on Wednesday. And the stupid bankofamerica
didn't mail a Fixed CD maturity reminder.
panicked early in the morning at 6.30am,
trying to get money out of the CD account to
pay for the Fall semester school fees.

shake head.. BEWARE BANK!~ i'm gonna sue you
one day... ONE FINE DAY. wahahah~
screwed up my chemistry practical in the
morning and had to stay back for a second session.
haha, brain is failing again, too much coffee i suppose.
drank two big cups of coffee yest night and couldn't sleep.
serve you right, chinghui. X)
should be studying now, Chemical equilibrium is getting
on my nerves, darn. ciao~

blank page::

2006-07-09T17:48:00.000-07:00

renewed everything,
like how a grasshopper will do it.
moulding is always a good way to
start afresh, ripping off previous pages

from a diary so old and yellowish.
new pages always look so much
appealing, don't they?
just feel like starting anew, after
World Cup Fever subsided on Sunday,

which is just now. (:
tell you something, not an advice,
not much of a suggestion too.
but dancers or dancers-to-be,
take every chance you have to
speak with your body together with the

music, no matter hip-hop, contempoary,
or modern. grap every fortunate
opportunity you happen to bump into.
i miss dancing so much. miss the times
when someone pushes me from
the back, telling me to dance harder,
to feel the strength in my fingers.

well, i watched the SYF central judging for
Junior Colleges 05' and found that dance
can be such abstract forms of arts, so
beautifully displayed on a stage that
it claimed its own with full movements of
space and dimensions. breathe-taking.
i missed all that...

missed everything, hope i have a remote control... to bring back all the dances and training...
i'm rotting in American. someone help please. ( :