How was your week and weekend?
I promised on my previous post that i would write about something
that happened to me during January.
The big news is that i started ballet again *yeah*. I'm really so happy about this!!!
And i'm saying big news because for me ballet was not just a hobby, it was an escape.
It took me almost 7 years to start it again (exams/ university/ injuries)
but i think the time couldn't be more perfect.
Over the past year, i managed to lose all the extra weight my body couldn't handle
and that gave me an extra go for it.
Well, it was about time to leave that "regret" behind me!
I grabbed some of the money i was saving from my past jobs during my university days,
digged up my ballet clothes, dusted my old and new pointes
(ballet shoes) and wished me good luck :P I thought it would be hard for me at first,
considering my lack - on this type - of exercise and my injured knees,
but *feeling proud* i fancy myself with those beautiful shoes.
And now, it's already been a month (and some days) and i still cannot believe it. :D
So one day i put some make up because normaly
i dont wear anything, to capture some pictures. Unfortunately i wasn't allowed to do it,
so here, only me with nothing special except my new scarf.
I try to live my life where I end up at a point where I have no regrets.
So I try to choose the road that I have the most passion on because
then you can never really blame yourself for making the wrong choices. You can always say you're following your passion. -- Darren Aronofsky
In other news, i had a full week in general.
I donate (
my precious with super and glowing powers!) blood and i found myself around friends,
for coffee and chat. Movies and series, books, ballet, shopping, and waiting
for my online things to come!
I bought this scarf for only 1€ and this book for 5€.
The Pianist is a memoir of the Polish composer of Jewish origin Władysław Szpilman, written and elaborated by the Polish author Jerzy Waldorff, who met Szpilman in 1938 in Krynica and became a friend of his. The book is written in the first person, as Szpilman's memoir. In 2002, Roman Polanski directed a screen version, also called The Pianist, but Szpilman died before the film was completed.