26.1.16
Had dinner with friends and before going to the dance studio for the second time of the week (and it is only Tuesday) my friends wanted to visit the track for a while since things were rather happening there.
Didn't think of joining any of the sports, but Sports Fiesta man ... kinda brought back some memories of the time when I could still call myself a sportsman. Standing at the edge of the track, looking at people running after the hone sounded, or simply just watching people sitting in a circle in the middle of the field chit-chatting. Man, I missed the time when I still saw that blue sky and green field while sweating, training or just simply playing with my teammates. Not that badminton used the field much, but it nonetheless required some field training. Suddenly I dread going for dance (just for that tiny moment) because it means enclosing ourselves in the studio which while it is not suffocating it is far from meaning freedom.
Okay that thought just came into my mind because I know part of me still wanted to be that sportsman that I once was. I look better as a sportsman. Then again, I love dance too! While I can't do as well as others in putting emotions on my RDLF, nonetheless I feel I was able to express what I want to in my own way (or getting there haha). And dance seems to be a medium to satisfy my little rebellious self which is trying so hard to get away from the perception of how other people think of me.
True though that this term gonna be a shiong dance term. Can't wait till the time I can run freely under the blue sky again! And with my friends!
ps: intended this to be a short post but it is longer than I expected.. Wanna try a new way of writing my posts. Instead of long passages, will try for really short posts too!