I almost didn’t try out for GRV (I really do have someone to thank for that push I needed). It was one of those things that I wanted so badly, but didn’t know how to pursue. Had you asked me a year ago today whether I could envision trying out for GRV and then competing with them at Body Rock the next year, I would’ve laughed it off like there was no way on any earth, planet or lifetime would I be able to do that. I didn’t have the courage to try out for GRV - hell, I didn’t have the courage to do many, many things in my life. But now, it’s ridiculous for me to fathom how I could’ve nearly missed out on gaining such a strong, determined yet humble family. I am so, incredibly thankful to be given the opportunity to be a part of a team that really works as hard as they dance on stage. 

This isn’t an ‘Ma, I made it’ post. This post is about courage and values. The courage I see in every single dancer on the team, the courage I have come to acquire through being on this team and the courage we have AS a team to tackle the sets that we put forth on stage. 

Being on this team for a year has already taught me more than I could ever hope to learn from a dance team. It has taught me skills aside from dancing that I aspire to apply in my every endeavor, like persistency, determination, commitment and drive. It has taught me that hard work most definitely trumps natural abilities and that ‘impossible’ is sometimes just an excuse. Most of all, the people on this team have taught me that sometimes the scarier the leap, the more vulnerable you feel, the more rewarding the experience will be, and this entire year was nothing short of rewarding. I can’t believe it’s coming to an end so quickly…once Body Rock is over I know I already won’t be able to wait until banquet to see everyone who has changed my life over the course of a year again. 

I love you GRV. Let’s dance.

我發覺我一定好憎自己。。。乜都唔畀自己感受，亦都唔表達道我所感受嘅表情。

Expiring mileage ‘dilemma’ again - where/who should I visit next? 

I think I’m in emotional trouble.

You know that feeling of comfort that you get when you are hanging out with someone and then a sudden lull period washes over and both of you are quiet, but it’s a good quiet, it’s a quiet you’re comfortable with? 

Last night was like that, but 100% amplified. And it wasn’t just comfort, per se, but there was a very interesting energy coursing through the entire studio. I felt it all - pain, heartbreak, sullen-ness, sadness - all these emotions were just suspended in the air of the studio, interrupted by the occasional sniffle. 

We must have been quiet for a good half hour. It felt longer, though, because of the density of our feelings. 

It’s unfortunate that it takes a loss to bring people together. It’s a cruel, cruel way of bonding, but through the pain and sadness, I see the support that families would provide one another in times of need. And to see that same support, love and care last night was truly amazing. 

If anything, yesterday reminded me of how little certain things matter. How petty some things are. In the grand scheme of things, in the bigger picture, we are alive and we are well. We are able to do what we love yet find a way to do things that are practical for us. We have our friends and loved ones. At the root of it all, we are brimming with blessings. Therefore it behooves us to appreciate what we have - no matter how little, or how much. 

and with that, clocking in at 4:38am after day 2 of hell week. 

Let’s be on dat grind, people! 

let’s focus on what it’s really about. 

Mom: “Sh*t. Your internship is 8 units? So you have to pay for an internship? What are they teaching you?”

Me: “Nothing.”

Mom: “Ask them! Ask your program director - what are you teaching me in this internship?”

This woman makes a lot of sense. It escapes me WHY we have to freaking PAY to do either free labor or get paid a minimum amount if they aren’t going to set up internships for us or teach us valuable, marketable skills.