Sunday, January 15, 2012

When a dancer misses dancing

I miss dancing, like so much. I miss the dance floor, the stage, the costum, the make up, the hair style, the audience, the light, the music, the amazing dance move. I miss my dance teacher and my team. After I moved from that school, I can't dance again. Its like something onmy life is gone. That school is really sucks. No dance class huh? I'm still dancing at home, but that's not enough. I want perform, I want join the dance competition, I want job. Okey, shouldn't be regretted. I want to be a profesionaldancer andI will fight for my dream. God with me and for Him, nothings is impossible. I will reach my dream with my God. Leggo! 



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