Time doesnt wait. 7 months has just gone... spending my time in the UK...gonna graduate soon too..To be really honest, nothing here is good compared to home. Each and everyday i have been counting down days in which i can return home. Tho frens and teachers are nice, the distance from my families: daddy, mummy, brothers, grandparents, relatives are getting more unreachable. When i really need them, they wont be there for me anymore like it was before. I mean after 7 months staying away from them, i know how much more mature i have become.Before i came, i love to quarrel with my parents, thinking that u know it sounds like you r brave enuf to do so to be stubborn about your perspectives. I hated hearing them mumbling at me. But now, i miss thier mumbling, thier voices, their hugs and their love. Last time, before exams, i hate anyone that distracts me... but now i miss the voices of my parents asking me to sleep early, giving me the support to calm down before exams, also, i miss my brothers that love to ask me questions, fighting computer with me, fetching them to school. Also, i never like to go back to grandma's house, but now, i miss the moments when i can lie on her sofa watching tv for the whole day, i miss her lovely food, miss the times when she ask me how were my results...Well maybe coz these days, my schedule are tied up with exams, assignments, homework and most importantly performance. I will be performing i Hatherleigh next week friday July 11 performing a piece from Don Quixote, Kitri's solo. I always wanted to thank my mum for not letting me give up ballet when i wanted to in Grade 5. A decision that may make me regret for my whole life. I would always love them to watch each and every performance that I do.I still remember when i was practised this piece, Kitri solo, my ballet teacher in UK, Mollie was shocked that my turn out was so terribly bad, expressionless and technically not acceptable. After the first rehearsal, I was so sad that i tot of giving up the performance. But that reminds me of my mum not letting me giving up ballet.For my parents, i told myself by hook or by crook i must do it. Thus, that pushes me to start my pilates routine again, jog everyday, swim and etc. I told myself I must show mollie tremendous improvement before my nex rehearsal. And I made it come true. I showed big improvements in my second rehearsal. Tho not perfect, but compared to the first one, it was much more lively and more expressions are shown. I treasure each and every rehearsal. I want to show improvements.... it is not easy to handle exams, assigments and perforamnces together, but i told myself i must make it come true. I was condemned on my turn out in my first rehearsal, but now my turn out got compliments by Ms Mollie. The pushing factor that makes me stand gracefully on stage today is the determination that my mother gave me, the support that my dad has always given me. Letting me to join pilates classes, joining ballet classes that r rather far and ends late at night is what pushes me to do my best in each and every performance that I do, i always take each and every rehearsal as the last time i m gonna perform for my parents and audiences that have always bee supporting me. I hope very soon you will be able to see your daughter performing gracefully on stage. If you all get to see this blog, mummy daddy, I always love you both, i will never ever let you both down.....
