For lack of a more direct title (the dissolution of creativity must be blamed for this), here are the highlights of what has happened so far; in reverse chronological order of course.
#1. BodyPump MasterClass
I love the gym. Like really. It is a fact that I am cursed with chunky genes; no amount of exercise (I have gathered thus far) can make me any less curvaceous. So throw those ‘Oh you’re not skinny’ accusations at me with much passion if you must, but at least I can be proud that I have passed the holy grail of all BodyPump classes - the MasterClass (special class for fitness trainers, open to regular members). The instructor - an award winner and senior trainer - was awesome. Possibly due to his uncanny resemblance to Aaron Eckhart, he was an absolute charmer as he kept encouraging me on (I had challenged myself with heavier weights); publicly coaxing me to smile. When the class ended, he teasingly approached me to ask how I thought the class went. Major endorphin rush for the day, people!
#2. TT’s 21st
Putting aside the unbearable fact that she’ll graduate from Medical School at a young 22, my good friend TT pulled a birthday-drinks-cum-end-of-school bash last Friday night at BarCuba. We had a blast doing silly things like playing ‘daredevil candle-blowing’ (Kianny won). And with much enjoyment, I had a humorous (3 hour-long!) drawn-out debate with Channy on the eternally controversial topic of Males vs Females and Cate Blanchett vs Natalie Portman (a must, everytime). Serena and Jenna pitched in occassionally to inject their much-appreciated feministic views.
#3. The Aunt and Uncle visit
Although it was difficult trying to juggle my numerous presentations and tutorials with the coming of my paternal family members (they had dropped by from a Sydney conference), I had enough luck to shave some evening time off to meet them for dinner at my cousin’s every night. As expected, being overseas makes one yearn to spend as much time possible with fragments of home. Despite my not being as close to the father’s side as I should, I enjoyed listening to my Aunt’s tales of yesteryear. And as my cousin and I propped up our elbows till the wee hours of the morning, I learned humbling things about my late grandparents that I never knew before.