preflight

off to the land of dim sum and mango pudding!!!! cunt wait... all the gorgeous food waiting for me... shopping??? hmmf... i'm not sure.. i havent been in a 'shopping' mode lately.. as in i havent been a spontaneous shopaholic lately... so we'll shall see what happens when i get back.. will it be full luggage, empty wallet, or will it be empty luggage full wallet.. hahahaha...time to sleep before i do my super super duper last minute packing just few hours before i head for the airport... oh.. got a window seat too, hopefully it doesnt show the wing of the plane.. cos i wanna take pic, and i gonna watch at least 2 films on board.. :p see everyone later then...

THE WHINGING PART 2

ARGH!!!!!!!!! so much work waiting for me to do.. my pilates observation hours and coaching hours to complete... ya.. about 300 hours... then, there is a fucking case study of ACL and pilates to babble about.. i need monee... :( i need to freelance teaching.... but i think employers out there are paying me peanuts... exploitation!!! argh!!!! wat should i do???? how to work, when i dun have those extra hours in the day to work and earn cash, while i fish money out for my pilates observation and coaching??? and i am in huge debts too.. have to pay my mum monee for my studies... a huge sum of money... unless i found a gold mine or sell my saggy arse and titties... i dun think i can pay her back within the next 5 years.... HELP HELP HELP!!!!

russell peters

mixed parentage:
indian+jewish=HIN-JEWS
holland+philipines=HOLLA-PINOS
french+greek=FREAK
cuba+iceland=ICE CUBES
hilarious hilarious... check him out

one more...

its fascinating... another review of mine got published again... i am extremely pleased... 3rd one in 3 months.. i managed 1 post every month... very very happy... probably none for the next 2 months cos i am here, and nuthing much for me to write about.... but still i am very happie.. heehee.. this is the link: http://www.ballet.co.uk/magazines/yr_06/aug06/ct_rev_rbs_0706.htm

THE WHINGING part 1

argh!!!!!!!!! i lost my independence when i am back.. i need to 'report' to people around me where i am going, what am i doing for the day, and what have i done the day before, etc...its so none of anyone's business... on top of that.. i feel like there is a million and one 'chores' to complete (well not literally). pack my room, meet people, meet relatives that i have never meet since i was 16years old, go to temple, pray, etc....these are chores that i relunctantly had to do... why can't i just continue with my personal life, doing things that i like, and being alone... i am in a phase where, i do not like to talk.... i don't mind sms, or msn messaging... but there are times where i just want some "CELINE" time, all to myself.... so shoo away people... shoo away errands and chores... let me enjoy my holiday the way i like it...

discovery!!!

heehee... ransacking my cupboard at 3am... guess wat i found.. my collection of unused calenders (they are far too precious to be hanging on the wall, they are just preserving in plastics in my cupboard). They are mainly ballet ones, which frens had bought for me over the years.. i found one, 2002 calender, published by Dance Books, featuring dancers from the Royal Ballet. How fantastic, there was a brilliant picture of ed!!! and pic of roberto bolle, alina, tamara, etc.. it was a fantastic discovery at such a time... i am so happy..hahahaha this is the picture of ed, which i found in the calender.. INDULGE, people.. INDULGE indeed...

quickie

a quickie msg: back in spore now.. the HEAT, the HUMIDITY, the HUM SUP LOHs... so many 'H's... lotsa work to be done in my agenda... will post pictures and whinges soon.. now.. i'm jus missin ed and the royal ballet :'(

Equilibrium - 2002

Just finished a magnificient film on telly, Equilibrium (2002). This is the sypnosis: In a futuristic world, a strict regime has eliminated war by suppressing emotions: books, art and music are strictly forbidden and feeling is a crime punishable by death. Cleric John Preston (Bale) is a top ranking government agent responsible for destroying those who resist the rules. When he misses a dose of Prozium, a mind-altering drug that hinders emotion, Preston, who has been trained to enforce the strict laws of the new regime, suddenly becomes the only person capable of overthrowing it. Christian Bale seemed to developed his character of Patrick Bateman from American Psycho (2000), by maintaining the essence of an icy cold killer, and adding more fighting stunts, which i thought put Matrix to SHAME SHAME SHAME. The battle choreography is inspired by chinese kungfu, and japanese samurai fighting, with the use of new-age weapons. This can be a rather disturbing film, difficult to understand in the beginning, but it begin to make sense at about 30 mins later. All the stunts are done without wires, all flips and leaps were done with a trampoline. Highly impressive. Invincible John Preston (Bale) was dressed all suavely and looked exceptionally sharp. It seemed to me, Christian Bale's preparation of Batman was properly prepared with American Psycho and Equilibrium. Definitely recommend this film to BOYS, GUYS, MEN... the fighting scenes were done with style and swiftness. My jaw almost dropped when they show the 1st and 2nd fight scenes. Unfortunately, becos of the plot, there is quite a long wait between the fights. There are some smaller fight scenes, but the last scene was the best. Look out for the lines that were used. Wit, and charm. Equilibrium is the bridge between American Psycho and Batman.

all else's not lost

missed Ed's Paris in Spain... was utterly disappointed. but all else's not lost... i watch the royal ballet school's performance this evening and was impressed with the rising stars of tomorrow. Some of the outstanding elites from the school made my day with their captivating performance and choreography.. pixie is a happie fairy now... heehee... looking forward to ballet class at the opera house tomoro... a bit sad that it will be my last class, cos i am returning home :(*sob sob*

yums to the tums

finally, after 3 years.. i finally got my tums tums to some yums yums... hahahaha... nonya, the restaurant is singaporean operated, by christina ong's princess, melissa. the food proved to be as authentic as it could have been... we (my parents) and i had laksa (long awaited), har-jiong kai aka prawn paste chicken, and prawn curry... it was yums to the tums.. parents came to visit, for my convocation.. brought them to places that i always wanted to go for food, but never able to bear to part with the cash... and if i did i will probably just reprimand myself for being a spoilt princess for having a luxury lifestyle...

wat now?

hmmf... no more stuff to study... which is always good.. what's instore for me for summer? well.. to begin wif... i gonna edit my postcards collection, my ed's pictures (to put on his blog), to update my 'review' blog, watch lotsa lotsa ed dvd to get over my 'ed-withdrawal syndrome'. and of cos, update my blog wif more pix that have been storing in my folders.. and i need a new LAPPIE... hmmf.. the other day my laptop blacked out, and my ed folders stated: there are no pictures found. i almost died... hence i think i better get a proper laptop when i get back. goin to do my backup of files now.. then gonna get back to bloggin :p

bleach!!!!

i passed my pilates written exam.. hahahaha got 78.5% hahaha well the passing quota is 70% not very high.. but me no care... i can burn all my pilates notes.. (not!) anyway.. good tat i passed.. no need to read those boring stuff anymore..

wanna bet???

i bet 10 pounds that i am gonna fail my pilates written exam this friday... any takers?

vidx vidx

something to share... posted some vidz on youtube.com u can check it out.. my username is suicidalpixie these are some of the stuff u will see.. i have 2 vidz of ed, and 2 other are my choreography. there is a short clip of CHOCOLATISM, and sun yanzi's music to my DEVADASI. the recording for all the videos are rather crap, so bear with it.. its totally amateur and D-grade. and why i put it up??? well... as you can tell, i was BORED and PATHETIC.

short encounter

was at the opera house again today for a ballet class, as i was leaving the building, i hop on to the lift alone. and the entire place was so big, i was unsure of which level was it to get out of the building. i ended on the Stage Level, and apparently that wasn't right.. ivan putrov and bennet gartside were transporting their ballet trunks (in preparation for their madrid tour) in the opera house on a sunday...well, ending up with ivan putrov, principal dancer of the royal ballet in the same lift. was awkward in a way, cos, there was there uncomfortable silence. i broke the ice, and ask how was he (gosh, i was shocked by my bravery), and asked if he has recovered well. he responded readily, and we end up talkin bout his injury, which coincidently, same as mine, an anterior crucciate ligment reconstruction in the knee (ACL). chat went quite well, i guessed, i bet he couldn't wait to get out of the lift and away from tis pyscho bitch who asked him questions... but i dun really care, i just took it, as a normal thing to do, to ask how was his injury, and wish him well. the thing is, i could easily strike a conversation with anyone from royal ballet, i think.. but not for.. ahem ahem... *wink wink*

rISE & fALL oF sT gEORGE

england lost to the portugese in yesterday's match... personally i thought the argentinian referee was bitter about his country's lost to germany the previous day, and he was exceptionally tough on the english... during the penalty kick in the final moments, i thought that the goal keepers were the ones who had the most pressure...his team depend on him, his boss's paycheck depend on him, his country depend on him.. his 2 hands, feet and body... so much stress and pressure on the poor guy i thought out loud... then a gentleman beside me, responded, "Don't have to feel sorry for him (the goal keeper), he earns 20,000 pounds a week!" i was like, "really?" oh, alrite then... no lost here... but when the portugese scored their final goal, i thought england went into a silent mourn... the atmosphere was dampened and heavy... to me, it was an experience that i have never felt before, the patriotism in the people for the people...
england may have defeated portugal in the war, but the lost their sport to the latter...

pathetic!!!

i am such a pathetic loser!!! stuck in the house, checkin my email inbox every 15 mins for new mail, and in my attempt to my pilates revision to result in dozing off after every 3 mins of looking at words...its friday nite, and i am stuck facing my lappie bloggin.. having 3 entries a day... such a pathetic loser.. am going to fail again in my written pilates exam next thursday... I HATE PILATES (i declared) ok.. back to read the next word in the paragraph...

PUBLISHED!!!

i am so thrilled, once again!!! my review on Ballet.co.uk is being published again!!! check it out:
http://www.ballet.co.uk/magazines/yr_06/jun06/ct_rev_hofesh_shechter_0606.htm
it is a review on contemporary dance, instead of my usual classical ballet specialism... so its real encouragement for me... heehee... i am so pleased!!!! go check it out.. huhuhuhu!!! the copyright logo behind my name is so cool hahahaha...

me like me like me like

ballet/dance people i like to see them do their stuff.. edward watson*royal ballet principal
wayne mcgregor*choreographer, random dance company's director
christopher wheeldon*choreographer, new york city ballet
zenaida yanowsky*royal ballet principal
tamara rojo*royal ballet principal
julie kent*american ballet theatre principal
marianela nunez*royal ballet principal
roberto bolle*principal dancer freelance
steven mcrae*royal ballet first artist
laura morera*royal ballet first soloist
ricardo cervera*royal ballet first soloist
lauren cuthbertson*royal ballet soloist
johannes stepanek*royal ballet soloist
yuhui choe*royal ballet artist
russell maliphant*choreographer
rupert pennefather*royal ballet soloist
mara galeazzi*royal ballet principal

odd dream... & happie news

once again.. an odd odd dream.. make things short... dreamt tat ed used to be an actor on Friends. how weird is tat.. oh, and he used to be skinned-head and beefcake.. tat IS odd...anyway.. i like him loads... we only live once... and there is no reasons for me to hide my feelings or my infatuation for someone intangible... at least i am bold and have the balls to go around announcing my infatuation *bleach* he is not perfect, there are so many faults i can find in him, but screw those faults, he wouldn't be what he is if it wasn't for his imperfection... it's his imperfection that made him perfect. i simply adore him!!!
happie news 1: I wrote an email, a while ago, to Mara Galeazzi (royal ballet principal). it was a random email, without any expectation that she would reply. wat happened was, i went to watch Sleeping Beauty, and Mara was supposed to be performing a role, but it was announced that she was poorly, and was replaced by another dancer. So, i thought, since Mara's not well, it would be nice to wish her get well soon, and have a speedy recovery. hence i sent her the email, not expecting that she will reply. and indeed... she replied saying, thank you very much, and my email meant a lot to her, and she was getting better. it meant even more to me when she did replied, cos i thought she wouldn't bother...
Happie news 2: I wrote to cathy marston a few weeks ago, to say how much i enjoyed her choreography at the linbury studio theatre... not expecting that she would reply, and she did!!! she said that she was pleased to hear from me, and she was proud of her work, and she look forward to seeing me at her next show in september.. DARN RIGHT I'll be there!!! [Cathy Marston is an aspiring choreographer, creates a lot of work on the royal ballet. recently revived her 1 hour piece, Ghosts, at the Linbury, Opera House, click on here to find out more: http://www.cathymarston.com/]

i am childish.. but i cunt help it...

i am watchin a children program on telly to educate on how milk comes about, and about milking a cow...some of the phrases are highly suggestive in modern day jagon..."clean the utters and stick the tubes into the tits to squeeze the milk out. Cool white milk spilled into the bucket..." "the sun began to set, and the air was warm, the utters start to ache" "the farmer squeezes the tits to know that its ok..." *roll eyes*

chocolatism - reviewed

chocolatism, my choreogaphy gets its review!!!! Featured in the latest issue of Dance Gazette by the Royal Academy of Dance, Issue 2, 2006, on page 55 . The review is by Clare Thurman. This is a the quote.. and they featured the picture from my piece.. heeheee...

spookie dream

had a spookie dream last nite... to begin wif, last nite was 26.06.06, i know it's not ideally 6.6.6 but.. close to it... out of the entire dream (which i will spare the details), the main spookie gist is tis: i dreamt of a thunderstorm, the skies were dark and grey, clouds were in pairs of same shape and sizes pouring heavily. i looked at the sky and thought it was beautiful, was going to get my camera to capture this moment, just before i did, i told my dad, "look at the sky, the clouds are in pairs and they are like twins!" he looked at the sky and said, "its a bad sign. when clouds are identical and grey, and also in a thunderstorm, something evil is rising." i was disappointed, cos i thought it was such a pretty sight... anyway... indeed something evil was stirring... due to the thunderstorm, electricity was failed, the lifts were not working, a pregnant lady had to give birth in the lift lobby. there were a few other females who were with her who helped with the delivery... the pregnant lady gave birth to 13 children. all looked alike (wat is the 13 lookalike kids call? thirteen-duples?) however, the last child, the 13th child, was the devil. it was a female (in case, u need to know). it was a dark dream... everything to do with things i am familiar with... twins (the clouds), 26.06.06 (devil hotline), 13th child (no one likes this prime number, apart from ey), and devil ( i wanted to name my son, lucifer)... anyway.. do u know the opposite of devil is LIVED? seemed like the devil is here to be LIVED...

last days...

mixture of mixed feelings... glad tat i am moving out of the house, one which is a paradise for my utmost fear... but on the other hand, sad and remorse tat i no longer live in this neighbourhood, which is just 10 mins away from chelsea, and 10 min to a huge hypermart and of cos sad that i no longer live wif my hsemates. there are good times n bad times, whinging and complains, laughters and craziness. all learn to grow and live wif each other despite our different living habits, we survived...there are bound to be a long list of moments we shared that i will miss, and there are times where i can't wait for it to be over.. but thinking bout it... without bad times, there won't be a good time. picture of me n housemates, nicki, lucie n clairethese 3.5 years in london will forever be in my memory, everything from living with classmates, going to school, catching the 239 bus, stealing toilet paper, the library, everything... part of me would wish tat this 3.5 years never end, but i have to accept that it is a phase in life which has gracefully past and its time for me to move on, just like the time when i embark on this journey 3 years ago.
the number of people that i have met and known during these 3 years, each have their impact on me, some huge, some minimal, but all in all, they meant something to me. i think 2 years ago, i started to accept that it's normal in life that we have to embrace partings and appreciate life... last 3.5 years, i experience many loved ones departing from me, either going to another country, another job, or even, another world. it's devastating at first, but, that's life... if we don't part, we cannot miss. i cannot deny that i will be sad that i will be leaving my classmates and teachers upon graduation, but, i guess, i looked at it in a slightly different perception, that, the world is not that big afterall, with technology so advanced, keeping in contact is simply not a problem. my main disappointment and upset is spending time together with the teachers and classmates in class, doing classes together and hanging out... especially when the teachers are at such ripe age... it will be tormenting to see them go....
have to get back to packing... will write more soon... especially the weird dream i had last nite...

devastation

most devastating news... i will kill, rob and beg for the money, but i can't... i cannot see ed next weekend... won't see him till end september... it will indeed be an awfully long and painful summer... *sob sob* *wail wail*

ED is PARIS in SPAIN

went for ballet class in royal opera house today, we were located in the Ashton studio instead of the usual De Valois studio. Ashton studio was located beside the Ballet Rest Area, where the royal ballet dancers were lounge and relax... and on the notice board, were cast lists and notices... i sneaked and peeked around.. saw the full cast list for the Royal Ballet summer tour in USA and SPAIN.. ed will be dancing Paris (from Romeo & Juliet) during the tour in Madrid. He is only performing on 8th July evening. I MUST GO!!! i need watsonism! its an addiction!!! help... i dunno how am i goin to survive without edwardwatsonism for 2 mths in spore... its gonna be painful... :(

a hyde fairy princess picnic

Once upon a time, there was a lovely little Fairy Princess who lived in her imaginary castle somewhere in the far western land... It was her 3rd birthday, and she was exceptionally thrilled. Family and friends all gathered for a wonderful celebration. They brought their love, gifts and well wishes from the far eastern land to celebrate this special day. The Fairy Princess put on her best gown. Her auntie Fifi gave her a lovely little bouquet of fresh flowers, to go with her dress. The weather was fine and wonderful for a picnic celebration. Everyone headed off to Hyde Park. The Fairy Princess was extremely excited about her big day, she was ordering her "bridesmaids" around and having so much fun. A specially made cake was prepared for the little Fairy Princess. The gorgeous birthday cake (an odd Barbie lookalike) in a beautiful icing gown. (Vera Wang eat your heart out... well, let the pictures do the talking...)
By the end of the afternoon, as the sun began to set, the little Fairy Princess got very tired *yawn yawn* and off she went to bed... (in daddy's arms)

baby pilates

saffie join in on her mummie's pilates lesson... a potential star pilates guru in the making... check out the flexibility in her hamstrings and the stretched feet and that relaxed, at-ease facial expression....