SYF

it's over. mixed feelings. happy. sad. seniors stepping down. no more guy as funny as galvin. no more girls who can suan tcher so well. no more blowing of whistles. no more talks about guys. no more dancing with seniors.

its just the beginning. that's what the seniors say. i just hope this won't come to an end. no matter how much time dance has taken. i'll really miss them. i've never felt so close to dance before. i've never liked dance. but not now. i love dance. a part of me is telling me to withdraw from house comm. but i'm not doing that.

i'm really dreading tomorrow. council nominees are dreading it coz results are coming out. i'm dreading it coz it might well be the last time we juniors and seniors gather together. tears will stream down people's face. i don't want this to happen.

all the effort we've put in for the four plus months did not come to a waste. a really painful experience. physically. emotionally. mentally. but a really memorable one. i'll remember SYF forever. the time we spent dancing. the time we spent dreading dance. the time we spent listening to tchers saying how lousy we are. the time when we were threatened to get out of the competition just a week before. we managed to clinch a gold. and it was worth a gold. especially when something cropped up in the morning of the competition. we worked hard. and we deserve it.

i want to go back to dance now. 4 days without dance. it feels weird. i look forward to school because of my dancers. a thing that will never happen in secondary school.

shall do my PI now. bye.