Waiting for a rainbow

Note to self....

Note to self….

By now, just about every pole dancer in Singapore would have heard the news: Bobbi’s Pole Studio Singapore is closing its doors for good after more than 5 years here.

Our beloved principal and director is moving to Australia with her family, and the studio simply won’t be able to go on without her.

Yes, there are all sorts of rumours flying around about how the studio wasn’t doing well, got eaten up by competition, or fell victim to internal politics… but its actually been flourishing with full capacity classes, and there are more new students now than there have been in the past year and a half. Which just makes things all the more tragic and ironic. But it’s always good to go out on a high note, I suppose…

The news was released on the studio’s Facebook platforms on Sunday night and within minutes, hearts were breaking all over the place and most of my friends were in tears.

Even though I had a longer time to process the news, I’m still completely crushed that my one and only home studio will cease to exist very soon.

People have been asking me what my plans are after Bobbi’s closes, and to be honest I don’t have any because I still can’t picture life without that lovely pink studio that I call my second home.

Of course, in the grander scheme of things I’m well aware that losing your favourite pole studio is but a first-world problem, but that doesn’t mean it hurts any less.

In fact, I’ve already been through all the different stages of grieving: Disbelief (Huh, what do you mean, closing..?), Anger, (WTF?! How could this happen?!!) Bargaining, (Maybe if I sold my house/my kidney/my SOUL then the studio wouldn’t have to close..?) Depression, (My life has no more meaning… *sob!*) and finally Acceptance. (Which doesn’t mean you’ve embraced the situation, only that you’ve come to terms with it as a reality.)

And every morning I’d wake up wondering if I imagined everything, hoping that it was all just a bad dream, and then I’d go through that entire range of emotions again. It felt like being strapped in on a terrible roller coaster ride that just wouldn’t stop and let me off.

But enough already!

This term isn’t over yet, and next term is set to be mad exciting! Cos the studio is bringing back all the most popular routines from the past, and we’re all going to dance our hearts out one last time before the curtains come down on us.

I’ll be teaching my personal favourite Beginner Slap routine next term, Rude Boy by Rihanna, which I am totally looking forward to!

Speaking of beginner Slap, this term my class on Fridays got oversubscribed (what a happy problem!) so I now teach a second class of Beginner Slap on Sundays. I’m also very thankful that I finally get a chance to teach Beginner level pole this term too, as I now teach a trial pole dancing class every Sunday this term as well. If you’ve got friends who’d like to try a taster class, please send them my way!

So anyway, I really don’t know what I’ll be doing after the final Term 5 at Bobbi’s, (aside from trying to blog more often!) but I do know that I’m not going to waste any more time being sad and instead I’m just focusing on making every moment count!

After all, they say that after every storm comes a rainbow… so the only plan I have now is to find it…

About Chwenny

Body, soul, and pole!
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6 Responses to Waiting for a rainbow

  1. shimarella says:

    NOOOO!!!! Why is it closing 😦

  2. Angela says:

    I’m so sorry to hear this! Hopefully you and your friends can keep poling at home or another studio until someone decides it’s a good move to open a new studio.

  3. juliana says:

    Hey babe..
    SO SO sad to hear this 😦
    I am so looking fwd to doing rude boy. Yay! Is friday the only slot? Can open one more slot on a weekend pls… pretty pls.. *winks*

    • Chwenny says:

      Friday is the only class timing for now, unless the class gets overbooked again and we have to open another slot like we did this term. Come and do Rudeboy with me, we can be Rudegirls together! 😜

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