I love the ice and the rink.

I’m not a figure ice skater who competes.

I don’t know how to glide and spin like the ones I've seen on TV and other winter sports competition, but I love the ice and the rink.

I know how to ice skate but I didn’t get the chance to learn figure ice-skating. I think figure ice skating isn’t my thing, so I was about to give up on pursuing my dream of being a figure ice skater when I suddenly met a guy who gave me hope and encouraged me to continue my dream.

“It’s better late than never.” That’s what he always say every time I tell him that I’m too old to do all those stretching or warm ups, those routines/stunts and for the whole ice skating thing.

I already gave up on it years ago, but he still insisted. He said he wants to see who I am inside the rink. He wants to know the other side of me so I gave it a try.

He’s my inspiration in pursuing my broken dream…and my first love at the same time.

He’s as cold as ice and I’m an ice princess, so I guess we’re meant to be?