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'95. Dance has been & will always be my escape. Extremely thankful for everything that I am blessed with. I believe in the beauty of a smile, the endless wonders of the world, the magic of the moment, the unspoken love we have for the people & things around us. I fight for the people I love, all that I believe in & myself.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Evolution; I'm forced to leave behind.

Sorry aye, it's been so long since I last posted.
Anw SYF was such a breathtaking experience!
It's really lovely to receive well wishes from the NH family & Cultural dancers.
It's so encouraging to see so many people coming down to UCC to watch our performance, 3 rows filled w NH people!!

Just some lump pictures through the last few days of practice all the way to SYF.
All photo credits to Joanna, Huiyi & Yingying!
I miss everything nowwwwwww.

The Story : Evolution.












































Costumes










My Sec 4 Modern Dancers. (:
Sumpah the Cultural dancers are the sweetest thing on earth, they made this scrapbook for each of the Modern dancer. Inside were the pictures of mainly the specific people during dance, plus they wrote encouraging notes inside. Touched us like. :')
Mine was done by Tong & yay she got yellow for my scrapbook, love you babe. (:





Back at the studio..









Looking back now, it's all so fast.
Really, though some guys were total asses during practices but I'm so glad we all made it through together.
NHDS Modern Dance 2011, Our Miracle. (:

All the memories felt just like it was yesterday.
Haha the most memorable one was hiding in the studio in total darkness doing the canes w some of the Modern upper secs.
HAHA dumb things we did hmm.
I miss everyth oh no. ):

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Things change, people come and go.
I guess if people were really meant to be, they'll be.
If it's meant to be yours, it'll always be yours & will always find a way back to you.
As we grow up we realise holding on is not gonna work everytime, that's why we're taught to let go.
We chase happiness, but sometimes we just need to let go to be happy. Or at least, just see him happy.
I guess I'm forced to grow stronger, the hard way.
Don't know how long I'll take, don't know how much this emptiness is gna eat me away.
But I guess I'm gna give myself more time.



I miss you.

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