recently found my ballet shoes in the shoe cabinet. the old old old ones. the first few pumps i wore. ahhh the memories, back when i first started dancing. gosh thats like 10 years ago. how fast time flies.
remember that i dare not jump when i was in pre-primary.. and the class was so big back then in yamaha.
look at the size difference between my first shoe and now!
Dreams. What are they? Do they really exist? Or are they evil souls ready to attack innocent minds to create false impressions? Do I have what it takes to mould my dream? Since facts are fake, does that mean if a dreams is strong enough, it can conquer the reality? Can I dare to dream? Am I even given the chance in this competitive world?
PROFILE
Cheri's my big name. It's French fyi. So dont make a fool of yourself with pronouncing my name.
I first breathe oxygen on the last day of September. I've been moulded in SACPS and growing up in PRCS.
3/8's the room i go to everyday in sch. I love the sky, it's my darling. Dance and Guides revolve around my world.
I'm a very literature person, so read between my lines. I dont always talk things on the surface.
History's my favourite subject and i dont see whats's wrong with it. Just as my passion for the stage won't be killed so easily.
I live my life the way it is with wonderful friends around me. The last thing i need is a knife to cut my wrist.
You can hate me for all you want, cause i believe hating only harms yourself. I dont give up so easily and I never will.
If you know me well, you'll know I'm not just what you see. I am happy for the life God give me.