Alone on the way back home from the last dance class in preparation for my final year.
One year plus in SNB, I have come to realize how much I enjoyed dancing. The swirl of those colorful dance skirts, the thumping beats of crazy Latin music introduced a whole new world to me and I fell madly in love with it.
The liberalization of my body, mind and soul when I'm dancing is something that I wouldn't have known had I not strapped on those heels. I wouldn't have thought I would be capable of those sexy and gracious moves one year ago. (I am still far far from perfection though. >.<)
And more importantly, the friends that I have made over this year through dance was what made this an unforgettable experience. We have laughed at our own stupidity, flabbergasted by the stupidity of others and cried over stupid mistakes.
I have grown to love the diversity and occasional surprises that dance presents to me.
However, as the old adage goes, all good things must come to an end.
But I will be back, by hook or by crook. >:)
