done.

look, my family made this for me (: how sweet (:

Comp

finally i'm done with comp.


i guess i don't thrive on loud music. i'm needing some soft music to unwind from the heavy latin beats the whole day, and recovering from my headache. haha, probably caused by wearing false eyelashes.

can't say it was a great comp, but it wasn't totally horrible i guess.

somehow i really felt like crying when my teacher, alice hugged me very tight. ): i really miss ana already...




partnership

partner n i have a real strange r/ship i think. sometimes i can't stand him and i really wanna stop dancing with him, and i don't even wanna talk to him much except when we have to talk abt dance stuff, and i won't really talk throughout training.

and then sometimes, i feel really fond of him, as a partner only though, and am happy dancing together. sigh.


have been so tired i've seriously considered breaking the partnership and taking a break from latin for a while. cos we seemed to be stuck in a rut and aren't improving much.

but i can't decide whether it's just a phase that i can get through, or cos i can't improve enough, or whether its cos i can't appreciate his dancing sometimes etc.

but oh well. we got through this comp, somehow.

and i think the next comp will have novice B cha and rumba, so at least i have something to look forward to. (:

holding on

partnerships really require work to maintain :/

deciding to stick with the partnership, at least for now, is probably largely due to my trying to learn not to quit so easily.


prob the things that are most worth it in life are earned through really hard work and perseverance.

plus im so impulsive and rash that its prob not so good for me. i should learn to be more patient and think first before i start talking nonsense.

i've been thinking through a lot of my past behaviour on my lovely lonely quiet bus rides home from AnA every week. and i've learn lessons that i'm glad im learning at 20 after a breakup rather than at 50 after a divorce.


i'm ok

so many people have been asking me if im ok and commenting that i look really tired and sad that i suspect that stories they hear might not be very representative of truths.

but it did get me thinking. so am i ok?

yea, i think i am.




i'm only growing stronger all the time, and i've grown my strongest yet.

i've grown to learn that romantic love is but a fraction of love.
love is just about wanting the best for someone else, and that love doesn't need to be lost. just keep loving without getting attached to a particular outcome of having to be 'together' and you'll never have to 'get over someone'


am i tired?
yea i am.


am i sad?
yea i am


but am i ok?
yea i am.