My first ever editor's note! And two at that.
I am glad to see this through to print. As terribly dry my job is, it doesn't (fully) deflate the joy out of finally being an editor. To see my digital signature on at 80,000 magazines is still breathtaking. I can shedding a proud tear.
In other news, I just learnt that my favourite girls at work are finally taking a stand in what they want to do from May onwards and my heart is so sad, I can't bear it. I spent much of lunchtime clinging onto one of them and sadly staring at another. They were sufficiently creeped out hahaha I kid.
But I will miss them.
Contemp pole was everything I dreamed it'd be.
Too bad I couldn't live up to it.
To be honest, it was relatively easy to pick up. It's just hard for me to memorize choreography. I'd need time to do them again and again, maybe over two hours instead of one.And fine tuning takes repeated rounds too.
In the end, I managed to do about 80% of the routine. The 20% was me not being able to see the dance from my angle and hence screwing up the ending, where I had to collapse twice. I collapsed once, looked up and went 'oh no why everyone still collapsed' then fell back haha.
I need practice, so practice I shall!
Also my ass looks good so here it is.
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