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Dancing Vs Studying

By Nisha
Finally, the most awaited dance performance (for me) is over. All the hard work, all the time management, all the early morning practices, all and everything related to the dance was for nothing! The pleasant day turned out to be an exact opposite by the end of the day. It’s more like a nightmare!

I just wish I practiced harder, I just wish I had the confidence the Akedemi Seni Kebangsaan students possess. They were extremely terrific! My class mates were quite good, but if compared to them, we were like a bunch of monkeys making a fool out of ourselves, and the king of the monkeys? Surprise, surprise it’s me!!

Now that these practices and dance is over (maybe for good), ill have to return to my books :-( I really had fun going for practices. In fact I didn’t mind at all the early waking up just to go for class thingy. I actually enjoyed it. I just wish I felt that way when it came to studies. Damn whatever people say about doing something you like, it’s so so true!

Given that the ‘exam’ is over, I finally realized that dancing is not at all something easy, and surely not my field of battle. I really salute dancers. And as for today, I’m more than convinced that being a dancer (or an actor), is actually a tougher job than a doctor or any other health practitioners. I mean at the end of the day, there are always books, and guidelines and journals for these practitioners but not for dancers.

So right now, all I can say is that thankfully I’m not a dance academy student. After all, all I need to do is read like mad, study day and night and hopefully I will pass my exams
And that is exactly what I should do now :-)
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Pain..

By Nisha
Man, I feel like as though I’m living in a hostel, with my whole daily routine ‘scheduled’ according to an imaginary time table. Everyday I have to wake up early just to be in time to grab a whole table for myself in the library (the library is packed with couples dating by 9 that its so hard to get a table until 4.) ok now I talk like an ultimate nerd, chasing for a library table, but really, I need it, or ill divert myself from books if I were to be at home. Finals are so near that I barely have time to do anything (and I still update my blog, go to Pasar Malam twice weekly, go clubbing q sat, never missed dance class, chat away with Nads about some invented philosophy bla..bla. But ya when it comes to studying, I just don’t have time :-))
So anyway, today in the library I was reading about pain (yawn..yawn). When I was just about to close my already watery, bored eyes, I came across a sentence saying

‘anxiety, depression, fatigue, anger and fear lower this threshold (pain), whilst rest, mood elevation, sympathy, diversion, and understanding raise the pain threshold’.Ref: Pharmacotherapy-a pathophysiological approach by Joseph T.Dipiro et al.

Ok I’m not here to talk about pain but this sentence made me think of the first ever tattoo I had. Like in my previous post months ago, I claimed that it wasn’t painful at all, now that I’ve understand the whole pain threshold thingy, I can only conclude that I didn’t feel anything coz I was so bloody pissed off with my x and I was kind of nervous with the thought of having tats.
Later I found out that many first-timers especially girls said it wasn’t painful the first time, but it was killing the second. The reason; simply coz mostly the first time they do it is because of an awful break up, or coz their pets died ( the tattoo artists says so, not me), and the second time, since obviously they had already experience the not so painful event, don’t really have any feelings and are calm, so it is dreadfully painful.
As for me, I’m going to do a second one after my finals, without a reason (I’m not angry at anyone). And since this pain threshold thingy is scaring the hell out of me, I guess ill have to equip myself with an extreme anxiety feeling so that it will be least painful.
Oh but I’m so excited!! and I’m addicted to the pain!!
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