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“And I Know That We Can Be So Amazing
And Baby Your Love Is Gonna Change Me
And Now I Can See Every Possibility

Mmmmm ……

And Somehow I Know
That It Will All Turn Out
And You’ll Make Me Work
So We Can Work To Work It Out
And I Promise You Kid
I’ll Give So Much More Than I Get
I Just Haven’t Met You Yet”

And so her head was infected by the catchy tune which was blaring over the department store’s speakers just five minutes earlier.

She was now walking with a little spring in her step as the optimistic little ditty cemented itself as her soundtrack for the day.

She smiled as she looked at her feet stepping on to the escalator down, not realising that her gladiator flats were soon to be right next to pair of much bigger men’s shoes.

She turned to her right and saw him in a crisp white shirt, with rolled up sleeves, and dress pants, texting away on his phone. And he nearly caught her.

She quickly averted her gaze by turning her head but felt a set of eyes gazing at her, so she did another turn back to her right, only to catch him sheepishly looking away.

They both looked straight on, as their descent continued.

This is ridiculous, she thought, so for the third time, she turned her head to look at him. This time, she did so with a friendly smile on her face and was greeted by his own little grin.

She felt her cheeks turn pink. They both stepped off the escalator, beaming from ear to ear at the silliness of the situation.

Is this a hint of an impending chick flick ending? Or is this merely a plot device to deviate the audience’s attention from what’s really brewing in the background?

Wait and see.

I’ve got trouble, trouble, trouble… always knocking at my door.

And hoo boy can I tell I’m headed for a whooooole lotta trouble.

But hey, that’s what being single is all about isn’t it?

I can’t wait for March. March is going to be a fantastic month. I foresee opportunities for mischief and merrymaking which will extend to the first ten days of April.

Oh February, I do love you so far but please just be over and done with already!!

Just a quickie post.

It’s gonna be a busy busy weekend.

Just spent two hours zipping from the farmers’ markets to Woolies to The Herdsman.

I gotta say, I love The Herdsman. If I could, I’d stock lots and lots of their ready made meals in my fridge. Heh.

I don’t usually go there because it’s a little out of my way and the food, while good, is a little bit pricey.

But I figured that a nice citrus tart from The Herdsman will do very nicely for today’s lunch invite. Of course, while I was there, I had to stock up on other non-essentials. Tee hee.

After lunch, possibly shopping. Possibly. Then dinner. Looking forward to dinner – both the food and the company. Heh.

Then home to collapse and brace myself for Sunday.

I’m feeling a bit frustrated at the moment, so I’m taking a quick break just to blog away.

I was a very very naughty girl last night. eBay, oh eBay, you will surely be my downfall. A hundred bucks gone in less than half an hour. Tsk tsk.

Bought some costumey bits: gloves, stockings and a corset. A really gorgeous red and black number. Reminds me a little bit of Moulin Rouge – I just hope it fits and that I actually look good in it! Batman reckons I would look good in it but I may need a first hand opinion. Or two. Or three. Hahaha.

I blame my current burlesque phase. Aside from the eBaying, instead of sleeping early like I intended to, I stayed up looking up burlesque videos on Youtube.

An interesting observation: a lot of the performers weren’t super toned or super fit. But sexiness oozed from their pores as they confidently strutted on stage. And they were greeted by lots of whoops and cheers from their admirers.

Makes me a little less nervous about grad night finale.

Just a little.

Another Tuesday night, another fantastic day at The Burlesque Lounge.

Today was really challenging… because Scarlet O’Harlot brought out them foldable chairs.

Which was fine when we were simply dancing around them. But the minute we sat down, legs flew everywhere and it was chaos. Especially when she showed us how to do the moves we learnt during last week’s floorwork… while precariously perched on the small seat of the chair.

Now I don’t know if I mentioned it in my last burlesque related post but floorwork is not as simple as kicking your legs left, right and centre. It involves slow, controlled movements and actually engages your core muscles a fair bit as you lie on the floor, face up, propped on your elbows. Which is why I was glad that I do have some experience in Pilates – it helped me to handle the floorwork better and I wasn’t hurting as much.

However, tonight… I was cursing myself for being so lax with pilates for the last few months. It’s enough of a work out doing the legwork on the floor. Imagine doing it on a fold out chair. There’s a lot more work on your stomach area as you’re trying to keep your balance plus the stress of knowing that one false move will see you land on the floor with a thud. At the end of it, I could really feel the burn.

It was fun though and I felt really feline doing the full body stretch over the chair. I could have stayed flopped like that for the entire class. But no, we had work to do!

After the taster class, we did more work on our finale routine. Namely revising it, seeing how the majority of the class missed the first bit. Then adding a few more moves at the end. They’re all moves I can do – I just need to polish up on them and work harder on remembering the sequences and getting my timing right.

I’m really losing myself in burlesque. I like how I feel free – in the sense that I feel liberated and free to express myself without judgement from anyone else in the room.

Meeeeeoooooowr.

I feel like such a slut.

I had two incredibly detailed conversations with two different computer geeks with regards to computer bits today. And I have Batman in the background to bounce ideas off.

Yes, for the second day in a row, I was poring over computer specifications and doing research on what we need.

It sounds egotistical but I could almost sense excitement on the other end of the line because OMG it’s a girl who’s talking in geek code. She may not be fluent in it but hey, she can speak it!

My poor bimbo head is kinda exploding with all these new facts. But on the bright side, I did pick up a few new things. Like the difference between the duo core and quad core. And why the quad core , with its lower registered speed, is actually more efficient than the duo core.

Now I just need to figure out what this hyper-threading, matching pair of RAM efficiency bullshit is. Time to find another geek to act helpless with. Hehehe.