does anyone wanna know how my new year's resolutions are going?! ...anyone?
good. great! because we're almost 1/12 done with the entire year, and this is the most motivated i will be for the entire year, so the first month is important.
which is why i decided to do #12 immediately. #12: take a burlesque class. not the one featured in a wink & a smile, which you should all watch, which i would like to take eventually, but just a tiny beginner baby burlesque workshop called: the art of the tease.
i went into the class thinking that i would be pretty good at it. the class was all ladies of different shapes, sizes, ages...everyone was nice and normal. and i am pretty okay at pretending to be sexy, which is what burlesque is all about. i have invested in nice lingerie, learned how to shake my ass fast, and when i wear my tutu, i can somehow give a smokin' lap dance (um, at least it's always smokin' in my *possiblydrunken* mind). but, as i should have considered, i'm a cancer leo rising. that means i love performing...in the comfort of my own home. at least my figurative home, somewhere i feel comfortable. or maybe i just like to perform when i'm drunk. hmm. many factors to consider...
it turns out that in class i got real shy and self-conscious, which translated into me doing everything we were supposed to do at DOUBLE speed. really fast = not sexy. and i giggled a lot. i giggled while trying to remove a sexy glove with my teeth. i giggled trying to make sexy faces at some lady across the room. i couldn't go slow and i couldn't stop laughing.
this means: 1. i'm definitely not ready to take the tassle-twirling class and 2. my next project will be to make a soundtrack to which i will practice my new skillz...in my room.
progress though, right?
well...that is the only fun i've had all month. i have been working many dayz and long hours, but i'm focusing hard on setting personal boundaries (really, i am). i can tell because i've been abnormally blunt lately, extending my personal boundaries in order to correct people i find generally offensive to humankind. like, "hey, asshole, don't turn right on red without looking for pedestrians!" things like that. and other things. that need to be said. i've given lots of people firm...guidance and suggestions that past two weeks...yet i'm still failing at the personal boundaries thing.
my first office job --> sitting still for many hours --> feeling super antsy and stiff and isolated --> a sudden surge of physical exercise --> too tired to do anything else --> early to bed --> get up, do it again --> even on the weekends. i thought physical activity was supposed to release lots of endorphins and make me feel happier! turns out i just feel bland and apathetic. my new life is turning me into a tired, unexcitable being.
...that's not entirely true. i still get excited about my cats.
and i'm excited about successfully completing my resolutions.
(especially my secret ones. yes, i have secret ones and i'm not telling you, so don't even ask.)
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does it remind you of ballet class, i remmeber a lot of giggling there, and a lot of still being drunk from the night before. i am also dying to see you shake your ass fast.
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