my crushed dream.

I want to dance.

That's all I want to do.

If I have to dance my whole life,

then I will.

I kept telling dad...

but he insisted I should be a model.

I wanna dance.

That's all I really wanna do.

If you tell me to dance for one whole day, I will.

If you tell me to dance for a whole year without stopping, I will.

No matter what.

I wanna dance.

I know that there alot of things that I can do.

From drawing, to modelling, to hearing music, correcting music and especially dancing.

They don't like it.

They don't like at all.

I wanna dance.

I wanna keep saying this till I get to dance.

I am willing to learn any type of dance I want.

I just wanna dance.

There is just this huge block.

It's really huge that it stops me from dreaming.

Can't I dream?

If I do, then can't I make it into actions?

People always say, if you have a dream,

turn it into actions and make them true.

Well, I am trying hard to make it true.

But, you wouldn't let me.

You kept asking what I wanted to be and we will support you all the way.

Dancing was the only thing I kept telling you.

But it looked like you didn't listen.

There was something else you wanted.

You wanted me to be a model even though you know I'm really shy.

I like modelling and dancing, but dancing is my passion.

Thats all I wanna do.

That's all.

Not gonna blog about much today.

Not in the mood.

I just feel like putting this.

My life will end, if I stop dancing.

Shit.

I'm starting to tear.

Anyway,

i'll just go.

I knew it. No one looks at me.

No one at all...

It's disappointing.

NO ONE.