She dreams of escaping. Of vanishing to a faraway land. Where fairies and gnomes rule the earth, where flying isnt merely a fantasy. For where the forgotten find solace, and where its home for the lost. The haven where tears are merely a prelude to rain, the hideaway abode.

its the end. good bye the days we had, the times we shared. the timeless goofy grin plastered on my face, you guys made it possible. for 3 and a half years, we danced and danced. but now its time to say bye. thanks for all the joy you gave and the love you shared. the memories we had, i'll always remember. even as i think back, im holding back tears. i'll miss you people so much and we hope you'll still rmb us. i love you guys <3 all hail mayflower contemporary dancers (:

thank you ms chua, mr ong and mrs quek, cause if not for you, we wouldnt be where we are. back to top?