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I am the Uncertainty Principle.
Hi, I'm Alis. Well, I'm the alter-ego of Cheryl - a twenty-something year old.
Cheryl's a stoned kid who loves indie music, drum and bass, novels, autobiographies, probability and statistics, economics, physics, typography, dark elements, cigarettes and beer. Comes from a dysfunctional family like everyone else. Dresses funny and is barefaced most of the time. Is a huge behaviour nazi.
Meanwhile I, Alis want to be a barefooted politician.

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February 12, 2012

Longing For The Stage

Today, we visited Nanyang Technological University and its auditorium for a meeting. Once, I stepped into the auditorium an odd familiar feeling washed over me. The closest memory I had to this was back in 2007 when I had competed as part of Millennia Institute for the Singapore Youth Festival. As I moved onto the stage, the centre of attention amongst rows and rows of seats; I'd realised how much I missed dancing.

I was overwhelmed with the memories and the laughter I had with my modern dance girls particularly "my girls".

I miss the stage and all it's glory. The jitters that shiver down our bones as we peek through the curtains and find thousands of faces (hopefully) anticipating us. The uttermost satisfaction after days of dead beat repetition and sore limbs, once it's up on stage and it ends.

As cliché as I sounds, I really do miss using my body as a form of expression. Most of all, I missed this medium that kept my mind so perfectly sound.
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