On the fateful thursday afternoon, I was picked to model together with other two couples. With the help and much help from the heels, my height is compatible to my parnter.

It was my first time sashaying down the platform. Also my first time, sashaying with a guy AND with our arms crossed. We were supposedly to be deeply in love with each other. I was freaking nervous. Afraid I will lose my balance or walk too fast or look like a block... AH!!! It was quite fun actually. We had a fair share of laughing at each other over our discomfort, especially when my parnter had to offer his arm to me. It was as if he was trying to tiao2 xi4 or as dictionary.com had translated, sexually harassing. We rehearsed quite a number of times, but the chemistry was absent between both of us.

Finally the big day arrived, 19 Jan. Anxiety and worried. So much that I or we ate minimally despite the growling from our stomaches. My parnter starting to crack jokes that sent us into a dilemma- to laugh or to cry. We rehearsed again, and *applause, we are more natural and blissful-looking. So we had our make-up done by a professional who was specially invited and flew from US. Yes, the guys had make-up too. It was absolutely stunning and amazing! Waves of thundering applause as we swanked on the platform along with the hard-beat music. I believed all of us put a fantabulous performance for the day. I even strongly believed that the girls out there were hugely jealous of me and of course, the guys envied my parnter.

WELL DONE PEOPLE!!!! MUAKS!! 15:59