Time To Feel Sexy

Amidst the PANIC and all (for nothing), I say for nothing because we are not joining the so called "dance recital" at Market! Market! NO WAY we're gonna dance there, right in the middle of the mall in the activity center! I was really pissed off and disgusted upon learning that it will be held there, never mind if "she" says that it's for a charity cause. The fact that she committed us without even consulting is a big NO NO! We were misled into believing that it's gonna be at OASIS (a hall that can be rented out for certain functions) with friends and relatives as our audience. We started practicing really well all the routines that we will be doing, to the point that everytime I go home I feel bodyaches here and there. Plus the moolah spent for all the costumes needed, time spent in doing all the costumes, sometimes reaching until way past 12 AM just to be able to finish it, spending less and less time in the internet, sacrificing all the blog posts (harhar, this is not soo true at all, my! i'm making this as an excuse).

Well, I'm looking at it this way. Never mind the time and moolah spent for the costumes and all, I can use it anyway in our sessions, isn't it nice to be dancing in a "real" belly dance costumes? I was telling Cuz too that the incident shouldn't get in the way and that we just charge it to experience, continue with this fitness program (so far the best program for me) and the most important of all, the bonding that we get to have twice a week.

And why the title? Oh I don't know too...maybe I just want to feel good after what has happened. So I got myself a lil prize...forget about the blahniks and the choos...