HELL

I've been dancing for three years..And so far, i have been improving myself, considerably good enough to be a decent dancer in western dance..Yet, a sense of inferiority and incompetentcy rushed in my blood as i attended the sessions by my new Danceworks choreographer..I was not chosen for the first team, and i didnt even know why i was not chosen when i felt that i had tried my best during the audition..Since then, i did not enjoy dance sessions as much as before..I could feel the pressure and the overwhelming stare of him that pierced right through my eye..His eyes keep on reminding me that i am not good enough as a dancer..I do not deserve any important role in the competition..And this became worse as i started to hate dancing, not hate hate, but hate dislike..I hate listening to the songs that he used, those are like the songs of hell for me..
HELL : the place i deserve