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ahahaha khilaf

What a wise day!
I missed Ms.Inu's class because I thought there was no class. D-A-M-N. Tadi aku datang workshop Jazz Funk itu dan abusetdah... kacau balau aku narinya.. ahahahahaha (sok-sok ketawa padahal ngumpetin muka di dalem kaos) Kalo boleh jujur nih blog, tadi aku tuh maluuu banget. Yang ikutan workshop itu Ms.Gigi, Ms.Inu.. uwaw deh mereka bisa cepet banget ngikutin itu orang s'pore. Ya kalau mereka ngga usah diitung lah ya, secara teachers gitu. Tapii.. peserta-peserta lainnya juga ngga ancur-ancur amat blog.. aku kayak nge-blank gitu. Aku terkesimaa dengan diriku sendiri yang bisa nge-dance choreo yang belum kukuasai betul SAMBIL mikir kayak curhat dalam kepala gitu. Wahahahaahanjing.. ya pantes aja nge-blank. Nih.. ku-list:
"ayo kei, percaya pada badanmu sendiri. it can do this"
" ya ampun, si bego aja masi bisa ngikutin setiap gerakan.." (se-enak udel ya menjulukinya)
"ebusetdah.. itu anak kecil lebih jago dari kamu,kei!"
"mampus.. handycam dimana-mana. kalau sampe video ini masuk facebook, aku deactivate!"
"Should I quit dancing? OMG... I'm a quitter"
"Cakti pernah bilang... Jamet tuh ngga bisa di sini, pindah sana, ngga jago di sana, pindah lain lagi. Kenapa nggak belajar!"
"Cakti benar.. No.. Aku ngga mau kayak Jamet."
"Dia kayak pakai popok.."
"Aku malu sama Ms.Inu. Aku mau kabur."
"Ini kapan selesainya?"
"Senyumku kelihatan terpaksa ngga ya?"
"Kalo gue cabut, gue cupu. Seperti kata Cakti, kalo Irin cabut dia cupu."
GILA. Gokil. GOX. ABABIL TINGKAT DEWA ngga sih itu??? huahahahahhaha AKU KHILAAAFFF...
Keputusannya apa? No, I'm not quitting. Imma keep on dancing. Those were just stupid thoughts. I think about dancing all of my life. Kegiatan kreatif pertamaku adalah menari. Nggak mungkin aku bukan seorang penari. Imma keeep on dancing, blog :)

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