I think I'm getting the hang of my life.
Every time work does well, love will fuck up. Every time family does well, friends will fuck up. God thinks it's not fun letting me breeze -- why give Nicole it all when I can mess around with her.
Pole was fucked up the first half.
I just took my pill and so my body was being fucked up. I tried to walk it off but it didn't work. Didn't help that I was carrying a shit ton of things for work. So I ended up screwing up my routine for the first half an hour.
After a while, the pill's effects subsided and all my upper arm strength came back (most of the girls here are the reverse - start strong, end weak) but holy shit I was so on form afterwards. So on form that I signed for pole tricks WHOOP.
I was mad envious of this girl next to me who had the most fluid moves. I talked to her after class and it turned out she has been doing ballet for the past year. Just a year and she could look so much more different than me. I got further inspired to take it up! It sits on my to-conquer list now.
Went for a warehouse buffet with Xinyi after that!
Her stuff were fantastic. I managed to get a pair of flats, a pair of skates, a pair of slut heels and a pair of Victoria Secret's slippers for my sister. I love my skates best woohoo best steal ever.
My hair is back to green sigh such is life.
We recorded our singing and once again, couldn't tell whose who hahah.
I also tried to convince her to take singing lessons with me LOL I am on a course spree but truly, life only has a purpose when you're accomplishing something. I have never felt more alive with pole dance in my life.
It gave me this new, heightened confidence. I walk with a lot more pizzazz, minding my legs and arms more critically than before. I move with a lot more grace-in-training, becoming hyper-aware of how my fingers twirl and hips sway. Pole helped me exude this new, effortless raw sexuality. I LOVE IT.
Post shall end abruptly because I give no shit.
Pole was fucked up the first half.
I just took my pill and so my body was being fucked up. I tried to walk it off but it didn't work. Didn't help that I was carrying a shit ton of things for work. So I ended up screwing up my routine for the first half an hour.
After a while, the pill's effects subsided and all my upper arm strength came back (most of the girls here are the reverse - start strong, end weak) but holy shit I was so on form afterwards. So on form that I signed for pole tricks WHOOP.
I was mad envious of this girl next to me who had the most fluid moves. I talked to her after class and it turned out she has been doing ballet for the past year. Just a year and she could look so much more different than me. I got further inspired to take it up! It sits on my to-conquer list now.
Went for a warehouse buffet with Xinyi after that!
Her stuff were fantastic. I managed to get a pair of flats, a pair of skates, a pair of slut heels and a pair of Victoria Secret's slippers for my sister. I love my skates best woohoo best steal ever.
My hair is back to green sigh such is life.
We recorded our singing and once again, couldn't tell whose who hahah.
I also tried to convince her to take singing lessons with me LOL I am on a course spree but truly, life only has a purpose when you're accomplishing something. I have never felt more alive with pole dance in my life.
It gave me this new, heightened confidence. I walk with a lot more pizzazz, minding my legs and arms more critically than before. I move with a lot more grace-in-training, becoming hyper-aware of how my fingers twirl and hips sway. Pole helped me exude this new, effortless raw sexuality. I LOVE IT.
Post shall end abruptly because I give no shit.
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