THE STORY BEGINS: chapter 1-hope in the lost future

Its time for a change.
Kind of sick of red. now i'm into gray. =)

it's story time.

this story describes a possible scenario of the nearing future. the future where almost all natural resources has been drained off and the selfish survival of the unfair society.

the sky was gray and still. no sunlight was able to penetrate through those thick
dark chemical clouds. poisonous gas circulating the environment. minimal oxygen were exchanged. life was a misery to all except the rich and government.

because of the menacing environment, animals could not survive, plants barely sprouting and human struggled to die. the harshness was unbearable yet wasn't merciless enough to kill. the government lived in a humongous enclosed land, well protected by the external. plants and animals were grown and nurtured in that enclosed land with artificial light and nutrients. these animals and plants were food to everyone. however, supplies were limited. food would be packed into cans to be distributed to the people in bulks.

people who worked in the government get to stay in that enclosed land, with fresh food everyday, a house and a healthy environment. children were pressured to study hard to get into the government so that the family could benefit from it. every year, the 5 smartest kids in the state will be recruited by the government. life as a commoner were horrible.there weren't many jobs left so all they could to was to wait for the guards from the government to sent food to them. they had the same food everyday. it was so meaningless to live.

finally, the exam for the search of the 5 smartest kids is approaching in a month time. and the people began to work hard to prepare themselves...

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It's yet another long post.

5th June. An inspirational day for me.
It was YVONNE'S restless concert and i saw something different and glowing in her.
It made me realise the pride, sweat, bittersweet happiness that she felt at that moment. Those dance moves were amazingly impressive; every strikes and steps were precise, glorious and beautiful.

Yvonne is one of my basketball teammate cum BFF and i must say she was a talented player. Who would have thought that she would choose the path of the upper class arts and be a dancer. I guess it came as a shock for most and the irritating doubt of the minority, of course. IT'S REALITY, what do you expect?

Everyone would wanna see you fall hard, with your for limbs spread out up facing the stunning despiseful glare of hollow eyes.

She went against all odds to do what she like. Treating herself as a transparency piece of selfless soul. Dancing with class, passion and freedom.
That would be what i wanna achieve; TO BE ABLE TO FEEL PROUD OF MYSELF AND DOINGS.

As the saying goes: life is short, live to the fullest. No time to waste.

I joined the orchestra because i really wanna perform and enjoy that moment of exploded excitement, joy and pride when the applause sound, covering up the whole hall like a stereo system. It's like you're the center of the earth. Its just indescribable.

But i don't wanna rush into it. I wanna taste every part of it in excruciating details.
I need a strong heartfelt pat that gives me courage.
I admit I'm a timid piece of shit in a weird shell which says fearless and adventurous. I n actual fact i hate to step out of my comfort zone.

I fear the doubtful stares. I fear the mean comments. I fear the rejection. And i fear the silent applause.

And then one day. I made up my mind to never regret and
JUST DO IT.
I tried performing in some events and it just made me feel empty and useless. Its just not the moment i thought i would experience. It was like i was irrelevant and insignificant. I DON'T WANNA BE IRRELEVANT AND INSIGNIFICANT.

So i have decided to practice hard. So peeps, swing by the strings room if you wanna look me up. I don't wanna play the wrong notes and make no difference or impact on the orchestra. I WANNA BE RELEVANT.

I WANNA BE A PERFORMER. A TRUE PROFESSIONAL.

thanks yvonne =) the inspiration was priceless. i hope you can choreograph a dance to my songs one day.