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Style Groovaz @backstage

it was really an honour to be performing at Esplanade,
especially with my beloved Style Groovaz.

after the hard knocks and whatnot,
we bomb the stage and i can feel it from the audiences response.

i did an amazing 1 1/2 rounds of slow 1990s!

i love the crowd, ambience and the company.

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it had always be my dream to be performing on a national stage,

a stage holding prestigious events and with world class setups.

on the 30th july,

i was granted my dream when i performed right on that very stage.

where big shots and superstars had their performance too.

im thankful to God, supportive friends and most of all,

the ever understanding yet patient Nur Aisyah Bte Ridzwan.

Aisyah,

she managed to overcome the obstacle many others,

(event those who are older and more mature than her.)

lucky? may be.

but what needs to be more recgonised is the patient she has to persevere

while i was busy withmy skool, and dance especially.

i admit its not very easy for her to do all that.

which is what really makes her "The Person".

though sometimes she annoys me with her hittings as i usually disturbed her,

its also makes her The Aisyah i know.

and so time will tell.

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sense of regret? - NEVER.

Labels: keeping my back watched at all times.

When you say that you love 'em
And you really know
Everything that used to matter, dont matter no more
Said Im fortunate to have you girl

I want you to know
I really adore you
All my people who know whats going on
Look at your mate, help me sing my song

Tell her Im your man, youre my girl
Im gonna tell it to the whole wide world
Ladies say Im your girl, youre my man
Promise to love you the best I can.

-"Usher - You got it bad (edited lyrics)"-

You see, I've been there, done that, and im still around,
and after all that, this is finally what i found.
and so you try be in my ground,
feel that my life aint like a hound.

i've lived 19 years full of experience,
unlike any other fortunate child.
i learnt life, the hard way.
but im glad to be sharing this life with you
and those dealing the same lives as mine.

tell you what girl,
every little thing that you do just makes me crumble.
ouh i bet you're looking for trouble,
fret not im still your world:)

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working on a production performing at Esplanade.
and no, not with my poly forum mates (syasya take note:])
im proudly performing with my crewmates (Style Groovaz)
and i tell you, the working process aint such of a breeze

i bet syasya's sleeping so soundly at the corner of the bed.
let me update yall abit about whats goin on.
Me and I-sya are going along just fine,
few knick knacks here and there but hey!
whats life without a few hiccups?
we are spending quality time together,
and No, we are not in a relationship.
not yet i mean.
and i hope i have Everyone's blessings for the two of us.
i hope theres no grudges.

though nowadays we arent meeting that often,
its also due to unforseen circumstances.
her exams, my never ending dance.
need i elaborate more?

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on the 12th of july i had a ceremony(religious) held for my late grandma
as it was her 100th so called deathday

(ouh I hope I could phrase it better so it wont hurt that much).
and as i sat there and recite the words of the Qur'an
silent tears crept down my cheeks.
and as i recite further, i thought about the times with late grandma.

we relatives brought her to East Coast park
and she was sitting on a wheelchair beside me watching the scenery talking and laughing.
never would i forget the fruitful moments.
and the times when i was looking after her late at night.
at when she couldnt sleep,
i would as her about her life back then,
also about how mum was treated by dad when i was in the precious womb of my mother,
right up till i was 2.
how naughty I was when i was young.

im now able to let it go.
but sometimes, it comes back.

as i wipe my wet face off with this tissue.
not wanting to wet the bed sheet.

i thought of how much i'd grown up, to become a better person.
to become someone who appreciates,
one who lives for others, sometimes not even bothering about one's health and make others happy.

now.
my grandpa on my dad's side is bedridden and is sickly.
seems that his time is near.

God please guide me through this hard time.

though i might not be as close as to my late grandma on mum's side.
i still remember playing in the toilet and sliding across the slippery soaped floor in his house.
i would then be scolded for playing in a dangerous place.
soon after, he would delicately take his classic comb and would then part up my hair.
dolling me up to become a good person, a good man.

now, it seems its my turn to look after him.
helping him out with this and that and i would then use tt particular comb,
to comb back his hair.

Every now and then I will think back track to my life.

What kinda person I am now.

After all that’s been through,

It makes me a stronger person.

But I believe,

The stronger the person you are,

The harder God will test you.

Its just a matter of time.

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