5th April 2008

It's tomorrow. The culmination of 5 months of effort, the tale of blisters and bruises, of stockings that turned grey, of influencing each other, of hanging out with a group of fantastic dancers.

I'm scared; of expectations, of disappointment, of screwing up all there is that can go wrong.

For the past 2 weeks, we've come down everyday to practice.
The obligation to dance even though we're so tired, even though we're ill. The intensity of dance rehearsals clogging up our entire schedules. The sacrifice of sleep, school work, leisure time. The fatigue that someone else would never understand.
All for this one last performance.

Effort can't guarantee anything, I've learnt that the hard way.
At the very least, take comfort in knowing that we've tried.

Allegro, Contemporary DanceWorks 2008.
Let loose, have fun on stage (: