"Is it truly better to have loved and lost, to feel that morbid emptiness eating you up everytime you think of that other person the last words you've exchanged prior to losing whatever you've had forever, would you really want that? Or would you rather be completely ignorant of the absolute bliss you experience, that high when you're stupidly smiling to yourself as you read his text messages and imagining him doing the silly things he's telling you about or just looking at him singing in the most absurd way, whilst he's thinking he's the most fantastic singer alive, chuckling to yourself. Would you rather not ever experience that and stay in your safe bubble, never feeling the stabbing pain that goes along with it as it withers away?"

Although I have not been dancing for only 3 days, I'm already missing it!
I had fun learning Shi Wei's choreography today.
It's the familiarity of school, the studio, and the dancers that makes it very comforting for me after a day a work. That's why I still look forward to trainings at night although I'm exhausted.

Even after complaining so much, most of the time, I still love hip hop. It's like, it dies off, but rekindles itself again.
Plus the EMixers, I guess that's why I can't bring myself to quit the club yet.
=)