YThe Morning After
Dance Night was good. I think we sold out :)
Got flowers even though I didn't dance, which was a nice gesture from my friends. "For someone who didn't dance, you sure got a lot of flowers," Ben told me.
I got a bouquet from Mrs. Ang. It was very unexpected.
Lost my voice. It's been reduced to a whisper and my mum has grounded me. So no track meet, no humanities quiz, no worship practice, no talking on the phone, no jamming session tomorrow...my weekend has been RUINED. My weekend has been reduced to mugging to make up for all the time I didn't mug over the week.
Jac is on a melancholy track. Stay away, everyone :)
Okay, but about Dance Night. It was good. Really, really good. The MG dancers rule. Yeah, we do :) No other CCA can sell out 1000 seats. Last night, just before Sam's dance, I went backstage and stood with Kim and Alicia in the wings. We looked out at the crowd and at the dancers on stage and as we did I just felt a whole flurry of emotions pass through me.
Bittersweet. The three of us joined dance together and through these 3 1/4 years we've grown--apart, different, better in some ways. We aren't the friends we were in sec 1--but, then again, I guess we aren't the people we were in sec 1. It's a sort of reversal of roles, I suppose. I know I'm not what I wanted to be in sec 1.
"You always seem so driven, like you know what you want," Mrs. Ang had told me.
But then, do I know what I really want? What will really make me happy?
jac was here with you
4/17/2004 07:44:00 pm