I'm barely recovered from devastation. I had auditions for Nus Dance Blast today and the worst things that could've happened took its course. I walked out the studio feeling robbed; of my esteem. It was a simple 4 eights, to a simple tune. How could I not have got it right? Apparently all of us in my audition group got in (according to sources), but I remain sceptical. Only when the official call comes will I heave a sigh of relief. That's beside the point. I dance every routine with all I've got. Today I gave up. First time. Ever. And its this impending disappointment with myself that weighs heavily on my heart.
Another round of auditions this saturday. I'm really in need of a "hell yeah" from my favourite man - the ONLY Hatched Man, Mr Tommy Lee.
she waxed lyrical - 10:07 PM
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Ohh... NUS Dance Blast ah... Lets Hope for the best... Well,Tommy Lee sure ain't gonna be sayin "hell yeah" to ya personally... But i'll say "HELL YEAH!" for sat... Ya can do it... ;)