dance, dance

yeah, i started my hiphop lesson this week. and it's horrible. i already knew that i have stiff upper body, but i have no idea it is this fricking stiff. (hello... might as have a wooden plank for spine.)

but anyway, it's just the first lesson in the intro course and i already feel like dying. but my mum said that this is expected - intro lessons to something new are always tougher. i hope things will start better then. and i better start practising at home. if not the lessons will be a waste of my money if i fumble through the lessons (which will not happen. TOUCHWOOD)

another new thing learnt about myself - i do not have a sense of rhythm and beat at all. oh my. what the fking hell is wrong with me.

random but important note: i think the dance instructor is quite good looking. haha. a typical hiphop bboy look i guess, but still goodlooking. and NOT gay. but i think he has too high expectations of us (us meaning mainly me... and other cmi people there. hehe. i'm not the only one.) teaching us those complicated moves when we barely got the previous ones. at a point of time, his looks nearly did not save him from my bashing due to my irritatedness. 

oh well. no one is perfect. lets' hope that he will get the point and find some other way to teach us.

and sadly enough, i did not spend much time looking at him - too busy trying to follow the steps. plus my vision was kind of blurring then. hahah... going to die soon. i will try to take a photoshot of him and put it up here. (if you haven't noticed, i only put up photos of anything and anyone but myself)

oh yeah, the title of this post 'dance dance' is actually one of the songs by Fall Out Boy which also rocks and is coming to s'pore to have the concert. the fking concert which i'm sadly going to miss. argh. i hate being poor. =(

so in this coming hols, i'm going to try my best to save up all my earnings. which means no going out. unless for IMPT celebrations, sponsored activities and fun low cost outdoor outings. *hint hint* hahha.