blogoblogoooo.... hari ini agak gila. 5 kelas kan ya? Alya Syifa ga dateng, jadi 4 kelas. Padahal kelas mereka yang paling aku siapin lesson plan nya. Kelas Syakur, Abbie ngga dateng. Mushroomku ngga kepake lah. Mending simpen aja orang Syakur ngga melakukan apapun yang aku minta kok. Ice breaking small-big circle aja dengan acuhnya dia bilang "capek" terus manjat-manjat lemari dan aku biarkan saja - malah membantu dia mendapatkan apapun yang dia mau tanpa menuruti apa yang aku mau sama sekali. aku gagal. Setelah itu kelas Zhora. Anak itu ajaib. Aku 110% gagal.
Wow, where should I start? So my comeback to dance class after a month break (sebulan aje dibahas...gimana lebih? Udah jadi buku keleus :D) had been a wild ride. Right away rehearsal for a performance and coordinating an event at the same time. Berto gave me this job from IDF, where I worked as P.I.C for Dance Writing Workshop. My girl IKAN said why am I taking the job if I am so busy? The answer is clear: I need to pay college. Ikan said she can just lend me money and I can focus on my thesis. God, bless this human that is my best friend. That's very kind and thoughtful of her. Anyway, I took the job so I was running 2 events at the same time. One in Cikini, Central Jakarta and one in SOM, South Tangerang. I became an adept Commuter Line user. I no longer mistaken peron 1 with peron 2 and silly things like that, like not knowing which gate I should enter after scanning my card to enter the peron. Duh. Duh 100x. I wasn't particularly on diet but I really didn't want to ea...
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