Saturday, January 30, 2016

Hush hush

I went for pole class excited because the instructor said it was gonna be a choreography for Hush Hush. I thought it was the Pussycat Dolls' song and was fucking stoked.

My guilty pleasure is anything with Nicole Scherzinger. Beyond her handcrafted-by-God body and her brilliantly crisp dance moves, she is a natural powerhouse. Throw her pop, throw her opera and throw her soul, she'll conquer them all. To this day, her Christine reprise gives me goosebumps.

So I was pretty disappointed when Hush Hush turned out to be a Korean song.. that focused more on touchy touchy dance moves instead of blow-out leg-spreading moves like the PCD's Hush Hush. Are you judging me yet? You should. I judge you for not judging me yet.

Found a little open alley next to the studio:













Headed to my grandma's after that.

I forgot most of what she was talking about but there's one point when we were leaving when we tried to look for my granddad to say goodbye. She looked around, pissed, for him and then complained he always get restless and disappears exploring the neighborhood.

We walked to the door to leave and she took one annoyed look at the shoes outside her door and went, "See! His shoes not here. Don't know go where again," hahah my grandma is the sassiest thing.

Dad drove me, brother and to mum's office and they went up for work.

Which left my poor baby brother to be my photographer:



















We raced from one end to the next after this photo and I lost I BLAME MY USELESS SHOES and then we tried to do cartwheels and I failed I BLAME MY USELESS SELF while he took about six tries to do the perfect cartwheel.

I am so proud of my brother I could weep.

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