Soulmate

Love this song by Natasha Bedingfield!

Does everyone really have a soulmate? What if mine is half a world apart from me?

But then again, I'm happy and contented with my life the way it is now. :)

I will be strong!

Received an unexpected call a few days ago from the ex.
Turns out he was in school for his dental checkup and the call was to check if I was in school (to presumably meet me for a short catch up). I was still sleeping then (even though it was almost 11am at the time) and thus ended the call with a curt reply that school has yet to start for me and went back to sleep (on hindsight, I wonder if my tone was hostile :/). When I finally woke up about an hour later, I started to question the existence of the call and I had to check the call history.
Time flies. It was been more than a year since the start of that relationship. One year ago, I had received similar calls and would have happily agreed to meet up with him. Now, one year later, I only thought how spontaneous and inconsiderate he is.

I am feeling a slight bitterness and resentment. I know the reason for these feelings. I just hope that I can let everything begone.

And I hope I never have to be troubled by affairs of the heart ever again.

No, I mean, I hope my heart will grow stronger, strong enough to withstand all the nonsense.

Last Dance session

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. >:)