Dance

Like I've promised. ;D

3years ago...
A girl was given a choice that she didnt choose.
That girl didnt give up and persisted on what she wanted.
She got what she wanted.
and she want to thank her friends who helped her and kept her going all along
Without her friends and family, she would be a hollow shell without the pearl ,of no value.
2years ago...& 1year ago
She was dancing with her dancemates and seniors.
Sharing&treasuring every moment she has, trying to make the best out of it.
Perhaps it may not turn out to be what she wanted.
Perhaps it may be just a dream come true at times.
There, came the batch of seniors who stepped down, and there went her being the co-welfare coordinator.
There came the SYF dance practices, and there went the SYF dance performance.
Everyone was in disappoinment. So was her.
That wasnt what she wanted, so were they.
Or... 'Is it that we set the goals too high?'
Or... 'Is it that the judges were biased?'
Or... 'Is it that we didnt do well enough? But... I knew we did!'
Maybe that's just to console oneself.
Perhaps that was just to make her feel better.
But if that was to console herself...then...
'Why did we get invited to the SYF opening ceromony?'
'Why did we get invited to perform for Ballet Under The Stars?'
'Why did we get represent Singapore to perform for the Suadi Arabia Scholars for their welcoming dinner & many many more...?'
Well... I didnt know how to answer her. Perhaps she was right.
There came another batch of seniors who stepped down, and there went her being the Chairman of dance.
This year.
She stood with her dancemates.
They saw many differences.
It was her most important year.
She knew she was knackered yet she knew she had to hang in there.
At times the paintings she had in mind hanged askew on the piece of wall that was brushed white and everyone was there to adjust the painting back in place.
She wants to thank every single one of them.
She meant it. Or rather, she means it.
Not long later, like her seniors, she stepped down with her batchmates and a new batch of commitee is formed.
Then, she realised she adores her time with them.
She adores the time she gets to perform on stage.
She realised how difficult it is for her to hold back her tears when she knew that her friend cried because her batch is stepping down.
Yet she did hold it back.
She realised it was also hard for her to come to senses that her usual tuesday and friday cca routine ends and is overtaken by her school curiculum.
It was difficult for her as well to not think of dance on tuesdays and fridays but studies.
She knew she had to overcome it somehow and she's trying her very best.
To her, dance is therapeutic.
Here leaves her thanks to many many people.
Teachers, friends and family.
Thanks!

Thank you everyone.
I love you guys. ;D