I was absolutely shocked by the dance culture in HAT that I stumbled upon. It was a world I had never experienced before, and it left me in awe. The first time I tried freestyle, I was filled with a mix of excitement and nervousness. But what truly amazed me was not just my own journey, but also witnessing the talent and dedication of my peers. Trained dancers, just like me, were auditioning alongside me. It was both intimidating and inspiring to see their skills and passion on display. In that moment, I felt a surge of energy, a desire to push myself beyond my limits. Also, I had to take off my glasses. It wasn’t just about dancing; it was about avoiding the distractions of judgment and expectations. I wanted to focus solely on the movement, the rhythm, and the expression. 

     HAT was a space where ideas were shared, where creativity was nurtured. The rare praises and the ample shouts and yells filled the air, serving as both encouragement and constructive criticism. It was evident that everyone was striving to bring their best to the table, to create something extraordinary. Dance became more than just a way to keep fit or make friends. It became a means to experiment with creativity, to express messages and emotions that words alone couldn’t convey. It was a powerful tool that united a whole crowd, elevating the emotions of a scene and filling every part of their bodies with energy and passion.

     Ams Crew – my safe haven, my sanctuary, was found within the walls of my school. It was the only thing that motivated me to wake up early and eagerly make my way to the halls of school. Noon practice became a routine, a sacred time that I cherished. It was during these sessions that I felt truly alive, where I could let my creativity soar and my spirit dance. 

     Time seemed to stand still as I immersed myself in the world of my voiceover song. It all started with writing the script, carefully crafting each word to convey the emotions and messages that resonated within me. The recording process followed, as I poured my voice into the microphone, capturing the essence of my story. Editing became a labor of love, as I fine-tuned every sound, every beat, to create an audio experience. It was a process that required patience and attention to detail, but the end result was always worth the effort. Choreographing was a journey of its own. I sought to transfer the emotions of the song into movements, to create a visual representation of the story I wanted to tell. Each step, each gesture, was carefully crafted to evoke the desired response from the audience. But it wasn’t always smooth sailing. I had to fight for practice sessions amidst bigger songs in the showcase. I had to advocate for my voice to be heard, for my performance to be given the time and attention it deserved. It was a battle I was willing to fight, fueled by my unwavering dedication and belief in the power of my voiceover song.