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DANCEwithme
Your Funky Ultra-Boy
Martin Shin

★ Music INSPIRES dance & dance BEFORE style ★

26th December 1988
HongKong
Singapore
Queens, NewYork
Temasek Polytechnic
Nassau College
Business major
Dancer
B.I.Crew X Ovation Crew X TPDE X Marvel Crew
dance obsessively, excessively.


"Always always always...Keep it real
But never too quick to judge, my friend."


Music inspires dance
Do you feel me?


MusicPlaylist
Music Playlist at MixPod.com

Calender 2010
keep me going


Sept 1 - School Reopens
Sept 5 - StonyBrook Visit Sept 6 - Hangout with poppers
Sept 14 - One year
Sept 19 - Observation night
Sept 29 - Mothership Funknight 3
Oct XX - King of NY


TAGBOARD
let me hear you.




AFFILIATES
endless connections.

J.Crosses Goodloving
Martin&Crosses
AH TER SpringMelon
KevinDoodlepants
Gen mom
Chansee
Allycia
Jessica Ah J
Veronica Nai ma
Jonas Black Tie
Keiths poppin twin
Audrey Ayozi
Niger bra
Nelson Lokto
Wailam L
Zhixiang buddyforlife
Peiru da jie
Yong kogepan
Gangyi bro
Alicia ma-ma
joey nu-er
May sis
Liting Kupo
Fion Quack
Suriaaa
Amberlene 'Smoker'
Rinna Rimmers
Iman Nathaniel
Ming
Amelia
Gary
Yanti
Melissa(xiaoxin)
LeVon
Serene
Pearl
Emili
Darryl


REMINISCENES
my faded memories.
  • July 2006
  • November 2006
  • December 2006
  • January 2007
  • February 2007
  • March 2007
  • April 2007
  • May 2007
  • June 2007
  • July 2007
  • August 2007
  • September 2007
  • October 2007
  • December 2007
  • January 2008
  • February 2008
  • March 2008
  • April 2008
  • May 2008
  • June 2008
  • July 2008
  • August 2008
  • September 2008
  • November 2008
  • December 2008
  • January 2009
  • February 2009
  • March 2009
  • April 2009
  • May 2009
  • June 2009
  • July 2009
  • August 2009
  • September 2009
  • October 2009
  • November 2009
  • December 2009
  • January 2010
  • February 2010
  • March 2010
  • April 2010
  • May 2010
  • June 2010
  • July 2010
  • August 2010
  • September 2010
  • October 2010
  • November 2010
  • January 2011
  • July 2011
  • December 2011


  • CREDITS
    spontaneous applauds

    Layout: materialisti-c
    Inspirations: exquisite?
    Editing: smoker



    Date / Time : Wednesday, September 26, 2007 / 1:53 PM
    I can't hold it inside any longer.

    Im breaking down.

    Everyday seems so empty, and each morning when i wake up, i felt as if something just walked out of my life. it's getting stronger and stronger each day.

    Sorry baby. =( I never want to neglect you, i never ever put dance in front of you. It's just that...i joined it...and i got to be responsible enough to stay inside. if you ask me now, i would say, i want to quit, because i don't want us to be that way anymore. =( It's just 2 more days to go. Baby we can do it alrite? After this, we'll work on it and get rid of those distance =)

    That, i promised.

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    I am sorry guys. I broke too many promises. I made too many empty promises, should i put it this way? I should have just rejected all this promise in the first place, but yet still giving them a chance that i might be able to make it. =(

    it's all with me, the promises. it's not forgotten.

    That, i promised.


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    I am sorry to my family. I promised to give little brother tuition, i promised to hit home by 6, i promised to not treat home like a hotel. But apparently im not doing it. And not that i din make an effort to. I just get so tired after each day and when im back, i just feel like throwing everything at the back of my mind , have a good rest for tmr.

    Home's like...a place where i can relax and stay away from war for a moment.

    But i'll change.

    That, i promise.

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    When im in the studio, i kept asking myself. Should i be here? Am i even happy here when every moment i staying in, i am losing much more things on the other hand?

    I don;t know. I don't felt anyone close to me now. Not even one. I feel so empty.

    And even dance, i can;t even say it's my passion anymore.

    It's getting lesser and lesser each day.

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    What should i do? Quit? Stay in? Quit? Stay in?


    Dance in the rain,
    TO BE CONTINUED.