I woke up at Gabriel's, late. He was sleeping soundly even though he had church and I delighted in waking him up with annoying kisses. He kept batting my baby hair away and wrestled me into his chest so I'd stop wriggling about.
I dragged him awake and he took his time slowly deciding what to wear. Because he's always so slow, I would end up sitting and waiting for him, which gives me a lot of time to stare at his belly and wonder why I find it so magically sexy. It is such a hot dad-bod. I hope he never loses it.
It reminds me of what Fabienne said to Butch, about how, "It's unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same."
Of course I'd jump on Gabriel if he had a six-pack but his belly is so much nicer to hug. I can't hug washboard abs to sleep, but I can wrap my hands around his back and rest them safely on his belly.
Mmmhmm.
Moving on.
I headed to my class!
It was my sister's first time at aerial silks and I was terrified she'd give up. Her being onboard was supremely important because I am installing a yoga hammock in my room soooo heh heh heh.
Usually I'd spend the lesson fully immersed in class and concentrating fully on the routine. But today, I kept studying the carabines and wondering how to turn my hammock set-up into a twistable hammock one. If you happen to be a professional, please advise me.
The class today had a very short routine, but I deeply enjoyed one of the moves. It was a feet-less one that stresses on your upper body strength and hand grip to keep yourself engaged with the silks. It is a more graceful variation of what Cyn Currie used for her Kuala Lumpur helo-silks.
And so I made sure to perfect this, to accomplish my eventual goal of dying by aerial silks.
FUCK I AM GETTING FAT.
Anyway, a fruitful class later, sister said she wanted to throw up so we decided to head home and come out for the lesson after. Strangely, her nausea stopped after I found a colorful string of shophouses she could take a photo at. In fact she felt so well, she could stretch into a semi bow-and-arrow cheerleader's pose.
I will get into it too one day.
Side-note: I hate that I will never forgive Gabriel's ex-cunt for my irrational hatred of cheerleaders.
My acro yoga instructor from One Wellness and aerial yoga instructor from Evolution Fitness see me regularly. When they found out I've only been in yoga for three months, they marveled and ask if I was a former cheerleader, because I have controlled form in all landings/ falls and probably also because I'm tiny and easy to throw around.
In my head I will be screaming NO I AM NOT A FORMER CUNT/ LEG-SPREADING WHORE/ DISEASE-RIDDEN SLUT, I WAS AN ENGINEER (the one time I'm proud of this) but of course, I'd instead reply, "No la hahah -insert misc humble bullshit here-" with all my veins twitching.
It is now the one outfit missing in my arsenal of bedtime play costumes for Gabriel. Which is alright because Gabriel has always been ridiculously proud to call me his "writer/ editor girlfriend" to his superiors and writing is a famously poor-paying occupation lol so time to add some buy-my-articles-so-I-dont-have-to-eat-them inspired rags to my collection.
Back to topic.
We got home and I set up Kungfu Panda and we watched Po throw up instead lol. I love animated films but I don't watch them much unless Gabriel forces me to, but this film was a relentless showcase of class A one-liners back to back. No wonder my mum loves the series.
Aerial hoops was due right after our home movie and I had to drag my sister to it.
Hoops was a LOT more painful than I remembered.
My crotch was crying three minutes into a hang. I tried to make it look as effortless as possible but this session was far from my best. Maybe I should buy aerial hoops for home too hahah.
It is sad that when my family lived in a 5-room executive flat, I found no use for the space. I could've housed a pole, an aerial silk setup, an aerial hoops setup, three yoga mats and an entire monkey-bar training ground but I didn't. In this current 3-room flat, I cannot walk three steps without banging into something. Sigh.
Maybe that's why I like being aerial, because my current house is so cluttered that all I wanna do is stay in the air where there's still space lol. I make do I make do.
Not my best form.
Also I got fat.
GODDAMN YOU, COMPLEX CARBOHYDRATES.
I was almost sleeping after class because I was so God-tired from rushing around all day. But I promised my grandma I'd go over and so I did.
She didn't know what time I was coming so she prepared a feast early and by the time I reached, everything was cold. And I felt so ridiculously guilty that I made her wait. But she didn't mind and I told her my happy salary story heh heh.
She insisted on having my uncle sent me home and on our trip back, I made her take photos even when she wasn't ready, which is why I have a lot of unglams of her and NONE OF ME. I am the vainest granddaughter ever!!!!
Gabriel was at my place waiting for me by the time I reached and we had another mini-date, getting ice cream and shopping for my new Asus T100 Transformer for my solo trip. I need to weigh that against getting a Canon N2, though the latter was almost out of my mind by the time I typed this.
We watched a weird-ass Chinese show together after that with him laughing at everything and genuinely surprised that Chinese graphics can come so far. The show was creepy but I loved watching his reactions. I think he is my favorite tv show.
Fell asleep with my happy baby :)
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