Lunes, Agosto 31, 2015

Friends Foreverđź’•


Seriously? who would ever thought that writing about this kind of stuffs could be this hard? 


So I'll just start up with how my friends and I became one. It all happened year 2013. I was still with my old friends back then. But as i get to bond with the so-called-crazy-trios (Rainny, Maria and Gerhard*Beki) I and Sheena(Shoutout to this cute little Panda of the group!) became a part of them. We became the original Trozawa. *I wont tell why or how Trozawa became the name of the group because it's too.... nevermind lol*



As days goes by, Trozawa became a family. A home filled with so much happiness. A garden full of different bloomy flowers. I feel so different being with them. 
They have caused me pain, yes. But that was nothing with the joy they have made me feel everytime. We've shared a lot of tears. I've heard laughs. I've seen them smile. I cant ask for more but maybe if we could stay up like this together and if not forever, then maybe just for a long time. 


This is probably not the last time we're going to be together guys. We promised something right? We had this dream. The dream who will put us together even when things go wrong. This dream will definitely going to be the way for us to have a wonderful journey as days go by. We'll build that dream together. 

Sabado, Agosto 8, 2015

I can dance

Singing was actually my first love but maybe she really isn't the one. Lol. Sometimes I think of myself as an unlucky person because I cannot sing! Why can't I be a good singer? Why cant I be someone who I want to be? But little did I know, I'm indeed a lucky person. Because I can dance. I can do a lot of moves. I can wiggle. I can shake. I can bend. I can jump. I feel. I conquer. I have the power. It seems like I have everything. I can do anything. I can show everything I've got. I can express anything I feel. And it's all because I can dance. 

Dancing is something you wouldn't want to let go. It is something that wouldn't let you stop from doing anything. It felt like you're already stuck in that situation wherein you just want to take out everything inside you. It makes you feel everything. The worst. The joy. The unexplainable. 

It's fun being a dancer. It's fun being who you are. Sometimes, we dont really have to be that someone who we want to be, instead we have to accept who we really are.