That's Amore Ball: I wish it was him It's not about showing your dress, or looking fab with your make-up but it's all about SEIZING THE MOMENT. A moment where I thought, I wished, I hoped, IT WAS HIM. Charrr!! mao najud bitaw ni.. My experience was okay, not that special but it was a great night. The day before the ball, I didn't really felt excited about it, instead I felt unease joining the event. It was my first time to join an event like that, since I was not able to attend junior's prom because of my athlete trainings. I enjoyed my night with my friends and classmates, the food that I ate, the pictures that we’ve shared, and the dances. Unexpectedly, there are men who offered their hands for a dance with me and I can’t deny feeling flattered and nervous at the same time. However, that flattery hides the wants of my heart to dance with the man that I love. Each dance I had was an imaginary scenario of me and him. I thought a dance that we