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What Is Krump?

 

 

Krump, which stands for Kingdom Radically Uprising Mighty Praise, is not just a dance, it’s a lifestyle. Jerky movements that resemble street fighting mixed with pop-lock, break dancing, gymnastics, and something the Scarecrow did before he learned to walk make up the many moves of Krump. It’s an expression of suppression for all that inner city kids have gone through. The release of anger is in battles of high energy, chest popping, primal moves that take your body with the music.

Krumping is not Clowning, contrary to popular belief. It’s a derivative of Clown Dancing, or "Clowning", which was created in South Central L.A. in 1992 by Tommy the Clown, who was asked by a friend to perform at a birthday party. He moved to the music in a way no one had seen yet. Not long after, he started an academy for ghetto youths to get off the streets. Groups of people would get together and have what most of society would call a ‘dance off’. When the movements took on the appearance of a fight, Krump was born, and the ‘dance off’ became a battle. Clowning is more like a performance. Krump is a release of aggression. It’s more intense and aggressive that Clowning. It’s an expression of something beautiful and dangerous coming from a life of darkness and violence. It’s setting the life of an inner-city kid to Hip-Hop music.



Wanna Dance ?!

 

pop and lock

 

 
 
A reference to breakdancing or b-boying; popping and locking refers to bodily actions performed during breakdancing exercises, ie. popping of gestures and freezes and locking of joints to maintain a freeze position
"Hey how did you do that 360?"
"I just popped and locked it"
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Paramore - That’s What You Get lyrics


No sir, well I don’t wanna be the blame, not anymore.
It’s your turn, to take a seat we’re settling the final score.
And why do we like to hurt, so much?

I can’t decide
You have made it harder just to go on
And why?
All the possibilities…
Well I was wrong

That’s what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa!
That’s what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa…
I drown out all my sense with the sound of its beating.
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa.

I wonder, how am I supposed to feel when you’re not here.
‘Cause I burned every bridge I ever built when you were here.
I still try… holding onto silly things, I never learn.
Oh why? All the possibilities. I’m sure you’ve heard.

That’s what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa!
That’s what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa..
I drown out all my sense with the sound of its beating.
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win. Whoa.

They, make your way to me. (to me)
And I’ll always be just so inviting.
If I ever start to think straight,
This heart will start a riot in me,
Let’s start… Start, hey!

Why do we like to hurt so much?
Oh why do we like to her so much?

That’s what you get when you let your heart win!
Whoa.

That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.
That’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.

Now I can’t trust myself with anything but this,
And that’s what you get when you let your heart win, whoa.



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Overview

Director: Jon Chu
Writers (WGA):
Release Date:
12 March 2008 (Philippines) more
Genre: Drama | Music | Romance more
Tagline: It’s not where you’re from. It’s where you’re at.
Plot: Romantic sparks occur between two dance students from different backgrounds at the Maryland School of the Arts. | full synopsis (warning! may contain spoilers)
This is my kind of movie, I really like the dancing. I hope I could dance like them. I should strive hard to practice, practice makes perfect.  Look at the images and how i presented it hehehe it is quite cool bcoz it is moving when your cursor is spotted on top, try it.
 


jErika and Joni’s “TeaM sOng”!

Rihanna - Don’t Stop The Music (Bob Sinclair Club Mix) lyrics

Please don’t stop the music [x4]

It’s gettin late
I’m making my way over to my favorite place
I gotta get my body moving shake the stress away
I wasn’t looking for nobody when you looked my way
Possible candidate (yeah)
Who knew
That you’d be up in here lookin like you do
You’re makin’ stayin’ over here impossible
Baby I must say your aura is incredible
If you don’t have to go don’t

Do you know what you started
I just came here to party
But now we’re rockin on the dancefloor
Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We’re hand in hand
Chest to chest
And now we’re face to face

I wanna take you away
Let’s escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music
[Repeat]

Baby are you ready cause it’s getting close
Don’t you feel the passion ready to explode
What goes on between us no one has to know
This is a private show (oh)
Do you know what you started
I just came here to party
But now we’re rockin on the dancefloor
Acting naughty
Your hands around my waist
Just let the music play
We’re hand in hand
Chest to chest
And now we’re face to face

I wanna take you away
Let’s escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music

Please don’t stop the music [x3]

Ma say ma sa, Ma ma coo sa
Ma say ma sa, Ma ma coo sa [x4]

Please don’t stop the music [x2]

I wanna take you away
Let’s escape into the music
DJ let it play
I just can’t refuse it
Like the way you do this
Keep on rockin to it
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the
Please don’t stop the music [x2]

Ma ma say ma ma sa, Ma ma coo sa
Ma ma say ma ma sa, Ma ma coo sa [x6]

 

Don’t Stop The Music (Bob Sinclair Club Mix) Lyrics

well..if you want to hear a piece of this beautiful song..let Jerika and Joni sing this nice song for you..I am sure you gonna like it..emoticon



Where are you?

I miss you…the old you…when you are so simple and strict at me..when the times you care so deeeply that you woun’t let me get home late..coz I know you’ll get mad..I miss the big respect that I always gave to you..when at school at them I talk about you…but now I can’t understand why thing do change!..and honestly I can’t really accept it!..coz now I do hate you so much..that I wish I won’t be seeing you forever..everytime I see you my blood boils,I am like a volcano erupting in a second..but I know I can’t fight you coz you are my mother..people says "no matter how cruel she is or how many times she hurts you..she is still your mother..and someday you’ll  gonna understand it.."..yes..I know now I can’t understand her..but, do small thing can be a reason why people change?..ooooohhh…shhhhhht…I can’t accept that kind of reason…trully can’t!..hmmmf..sometimes she is looks like a paranoid because of that..haaaaaaaaaaaaizzzz…I’m so tired of understanding things related to her..I feel like I have to stay away from her forever..I don’t know..I told myself that starting today I won’t be caring about her..but I can’t..cause I still care..haaaaaaaiz..ambot niya!..tigulang na siya uie!..whatever!..I thought she will be there for me always but she left me now..I wish she’ll be back soon..b’coz..I miss you!..I miss how much I loved you!..please come back!..

 

 

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Soulmate

 

You are my morning star,
A gentle, guiding light.
You took moonbeams, and platting them into a crown
Placed it on my head
To make me special.
You took the sparkle in your eyes
And filled the deep recesses of my despair
with shimmering sight.
The sun shines as noonday when you smile
And your laughter chases rain,
The glow in your countenance warming the cold night air.

Your beauty,
The lilt of your step,
The effervescence of your charm
Chases the darkness from my mind.
And everywhere,
Tiny bells ring your passage as you step.
Your sweet fragrance fills the air
Attracting tiny butterflies and hummingbirds,
In a never ending circle about your head.
Never a frown does mar your delicate face
And the whiteness of your skin opalesces with glory
In a shimmering glow.

The aura of your life you held for me to touch
Gently, softly,
Caressing my soul.
And life, part yours, part mine
Yearns never for release.
All that is love,
All that is joy,
All that is yours to give,
Gave you unto me,
And I made whole through you.

I see you still
Bathed in glorious light emanating from within
Standing in the sweetened air
Your laughter like tiny bells,
The light from your smile piercing the night
And that which was darkness
Is no more.

~

 

One of two persons compatible with each other in disposition, point of view, or sensitivity.



Get Over it!..

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by Ashlee Simpson


Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)
Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)

Am I the reason why you tossed and turned last night?
Everything is such a blur, it didn’t come out right
All of a sudden it’s cold and we’re falling apart
No this can’t be please don’t leave me alone in the dark

And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it.
And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it.
Late night you make me feel like I’m desperate, I’m not desperate
A little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can’t get over it.

Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)
Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)

I never been a fan of long goodbye’s
I’m at the finishing line and you’re just way too far behind
In the morning, I got in the fight with myself
I got the bruises to prove it
Then I swallowed your words and I spit them right back out 

And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it.
And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it.
Late night you make me feel like I’m desperate, I’m not desperate
A little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can’t get over it.

Now it’s like a fairy tale without a happy ending
But then again maybe we are just pretending
Why does it have to be so unfair?
Tell me that you care. 

And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it.
And I guess we’re really over, so come over, I’m not over it.

Little miss (woah), little miss(woah), little miss (woah), little miss obsessive
Little miss (woah), little miss(woah), little miss (woah), little miss obsessive

Late night you make me feel like I’m desperate, i’m not desperate
A little bit possessive, little miss obsessive, can’t get over it.

Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)
Woah, woah, woah (and some of you better steal mine)  

this is for my friend!..ö