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.

Yesterday was our syf. I guess the dance went well, well considering the amount of effort put in. On the stage, the were no thoughts of getting a gold or whatsoever. It was like i just wanted to get it over and done with. Vastly different from when we were doing 'set-me-free'. The passion we had for it and the dedication, sweat and euphoria from that dance, i didnt feel yesterday. Rather i felt kinda sad that the last dance in jc had to be a dance like this, one that i felt nothing for. When i saw the drive and pride of the other schools, i thought of 'set-me-free'. That sense of pride was what we didnt have. I felt so unhappy that i didnt love what i was doing. When they announced the results, i didnt feel anything much. No anticipations, no disappointments. For these past few months, yeah, a silver's great.
I miss mf dance, i miss dancing with mf dancers, i miss ms chua, i miss set-me-free. back to top?

Got pw results on thurs. Thankfully it was an A. All the hard work and effort paid off i guess. We did it, NY071. back to top?