Dosa Seorang Diva Yang Terlampau Obsesif

Malam tadi, Diva hampir pengsan di kelas. Diva sebenarnya masih belum pulih sepenuhnya. Diva sudah sakit demam selesema selama 3 hari. Terlantar sahaja di atas katilnya dalam kesunyian. Sudah 3 hari Diva mengeluh kesakitan tanpa diketahui sesiapa. Badannya hampir tidak bermaya, dan tangannya terkulai di pinggir katil. Tetapi, Diva mendapat tahu bahawa kakak tiri telah memainkan lagu dan tarian kegemaran Diva selama dua hari berturut-turut.

Di dalam sanubarinya, Diva tahu bahawa kebarangkalian untuk kakak tiri untuk memainkan tarian kegemaran Diva untuk satu kali lagi memanglah tipis. Walau sebagaimana tipis sekali pun, Diva tetap menaruh segala harapan dan sedia mencuba nasib. Sebab itulah Diva tetap hadir ke kelas. Sebab itulah Diva tetap sabar melakukan tarian-tarian lazim selama setengah jam dalam keadaan lemah dan tidak bertenaga. Akhirnya, kakak tiri tidak lagi memainkan lagu dan tarian kegemaran Diva. Harapan Diva berkecai menjadi debu.

Diva mula terasa pening, dan sukar bernafas. Diva masih tidak cukup sihat untuk melakukan tarian yang begitu mendesak sekali. Dengan lantas, Diva melangkah keluar dari kelas untuk berehat sebentar dan bersedia untuk pulang ke rumah. Nasib baik kakak tiri tidak melakukan tarian kegemaran Diva. Sudah tentu Diva akan terus menari tanpa menyedari kebolehan tubuhnya yang sakit dan lemah itu. Sudah tentu Diva pengsan dengan kaki terkangkang. Cis! Tak boleh! Habis maruah Diva!

Kini, Diva sedar yang Diva telah menjadi terlalu obsesif. Diva sedar sifat obsesif ini adalah satu dosa. Lama-kelamaan, dosa ini akan membawa binasa sahaja. Diva bertekad agar hanya akan menghadiri kelas tarian senaman untuk selebih-lebihnya 3 kali seminggu sahaja.

Ya Allah! Diva telah insaf sekarang. Tolong ampunkanlah dosa Diva ini. Berilah Diva kekuatan untuk mengawal sifat obsesif ini.....

Double Punishment!

OMFG! As if making me sick wasn't enough punishment, God has also ensured that I missed every single opportunity of doing my favourite BodyJam JazzRock block. Given that the JazzRock block was rarely taught by the instructors, I had dearly missed doing it so much. Reportedly, Evil StepSister did the JazzRock block once again today, and I missed it because I was sick! I swear, if I had the energy, if I had known, I would have climbed out of bed, drive all the way to the gym and attend the class.

God has punished me dearly.... Boo Hoo.....

Punishment perhaps?

My weekend was ruined! This was probably the eleventh time I fall sick in the past 12 months. So basically, I fall sick on a monthly basis, as if I'm having my regular menstruation. It's the usual kind of stuff... sore throat, runny nose, occasional fever, cough that will stay with me for two weeks. I would get well for the next 3 to 4 weeks before I fall sick again. I have even exceeded the limit of my medical claims benefit provided by my company!

This time, I got a bit of sore throat, which eventually developed into fever and bodyache. A bit of sneezing and coughing. But I was just too weak to get out of the house. So I spent most of my time in bed, and I was just so so so furious and upset with myself for falling sick again.

And I can't believe that Evil Stepsister, who had once proclaimed that she will never do the JazzRock block, did it in class when I was away sick!

What sins have I committed to deserve this?!

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Meanwhile, I continue to get incessant phone calls and smses from this obsessive guy whom I met a couple of months ago. It's been many weeks since I answered his calls. And I have never returned any of his smses which proclaimed love and friendship. What love and friendship? I hardly know you! And I don't want to know more about you! Just leave me alone! Stop obsessing!

Any right-minded person would have gotten the message that it's time to give up when your calls and smses remained unanswered after a few times. But no, he chose to be super-duper persistent and continues to call and sms me. It is damn irritating. Too bad my phone does not have "block caller" function.

Now, what sins have I committed to deserve this?!

Five

Five days
Five branches
Five BodyJam sessions
Five different instructors
Five new acquaintances

cf.

One day
One branch
Two BodyJam sessions
Two instructors
No new acquaintances

The Dance Diva Conquers

After much persuasion from fellow sisters, procrastination and contemplation, the dance diva finally upgraded to passport membership!

Because I dah tak boleh tahan, I stopped by the home gym early this morning to do the necessary paperwork and payment for the upgrade, thereby allowing me to commence conquering the dancehalls of the other gym outlets. Hehe.... upon signing up, I sms-ed the sisters to invite them to come witness this historic event later in the evening at the Curve and experience together the dazzling display of style, flamboyance, drama and hiao-ness. Eva also upgraded today.

I was there early today, and had time to butch up quite a bit with the weights exercises. The machines and free weights were kinda lacking in terms of numbers compared to my home gym, plus there were a bunch of people hogging the free weights area. Haiye!

The studio was rather large and people were a lot more kiasu than my home gym. Even before the members from the previous class left the studio, people were already rushing in. So, the diva also has to even more kiasu and jom the front spot. I have never seen so many members attending Jam in my life. Must be more than 60 people. The max in my home gym was probably 30. But the shortcoming of this studio here was that there was no mirror at the front. The diva tak boleh syok sendiri! The mirror at the side was also limited. The studio also looked rather dim as there was not enough mirror, lights and glass walls. And don't get me started with the two horrible pillars in the middle of the studio.

Anyway, generally I had fun with a larger crowd, the feel of a different instructor, and of course, a different track selection.

So now, I'll be analysing the schedule of the classes of the other outlets to see which ones to conquer next!!!

Funny Quotes

No 1

Sindy: Luckily I'm not a straight man lor....


No 2

The female prostitutes were waving at us, asking us to go in.

Me: Wah, you guys must have looked real manly wor, they're calling out for you!
Lessie (hesitated, feeling unsure): Hah? Is it? I also don't know what I am anymore...

The SIN-gapore Trip

In less than 4 months, the Sinner was back in Singapore! No, not for another concert, but for a company function. But still the Sinner ensured that there was time for more ....

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