I Survived!

After 4 long years, I made it down to salsa today.  Went for the Jitterbugs’ social.  I was really really happy that I got to see Vandalin, Z and CL.  Also got to know 2 new friends through AL… though I was a little insulted by what one of them said.

I know I know,  I was the one who said I haven’t danced for 4 years.  But that doesn’t mean I can’t dance right?  Not knowing my background, he said to me, “This song is a little fast.  A bit too fast for your level.  Maybe we dance the next one”.

Wah lau.  I was lost for words man.  My level?  Hello… allow me to blow my own trumpet.  I’ve a foundation in ballet, did some basic funk & modern dance in uni, and have been on a salsa performance team previously including a performance at the US West Coast Salsa Congress.  What do you know about “my level” dude!!

After I heard that, I immediately turned to Vandalin and asked if he could dance that “fast song” with me. (Actually I wouldn’t even consider the song fast… it was just a moderate pace.  Mr “Not My Level” ought to try the songs from my competition piece or some of our past performances if he wants to know what’s fast!).

That said, assessing my own level of salsa now, I realised my main struggle today was with being quick enough in the transfer of weight.  There were a few times when I struggled with a particular move because I didn’t bounce back / transfer my weight fast enough.  Not to worry, I’m sure I’ll get it back the next time.

I’m still most comfortable doing spins (actually, I LOVE doing spins and was quite disappointed not all the guys I danced with know how to lead spins – yes, that includes you Mr “Not My Level”).  I also realised that most of the gals on the dance floor weren’t doing spins right.  Most were using 1 leg to pivot & the other leg to “push” when they should really be putting both feet together, lock their arms and allow the guy to spin them.  That’s the best and steadiest way of doing spins.

As usual, I felt like dying after the first 3 songs.  Totally out of breath.  And my calves cramped on the 4th song though I managed to finish the dance.  That, I also blame Mr “Not My Level” because I had to keep “jamming brakes” while dancing with him.  Well, I usually don’t criticise guys who are still learning because everyone needs time to learn the proper technique but right after dancing with him, I danced my 5th dance with Z and boy was it a breeze!!

So my conclusion is, if a guy is able to lead  well, it’s effortless for the gal to follow, and even do more complicated moves with ease.

Okok.  I know I sound like I’m damn pissed and am never going to dance with Mr “Not My Level” ever again but that’s not the case lah.  I was slighted (and thus am whining) but when I told Vandalin & Z what he said, we all had a good laugh about it. 

I think I danced about 10 songs in all.  My second wind came after the 5th dance.. and from then on, I stopped panting after every song.  Haha.

Z asked me what made me decided to go salsa tonight.  No particular reason leh.  Just itching to dance lor.  Plus getting to see a few of my old friends made me really happy.  PIty SB wasn’t out tonight – I would’ve liked to dance with him to (my 2 favourite leads are Z & SB. Smile)

I think I’ll try to go again in 2 weeks.  It would be ideal if I could go salsa on alternate weeks  I think it makes for good exercise.  Dancing 10 songs of average 4-5min each is as good as doing a 40min cardio workout! 

Ok.  Time to go hang up my laundry then sleep.  Got to be in church at 9:30am tomorrow!!

Buay Song!

Am very unhappy.  Went to colour and highlight my hair today.  But the base colour came out too dark, and the blonde highlights, instead of being blonde… turned out gold!!

This is the colour combi i HATE, DETEST & DESPISE the most.  I always think this is a guy’s hair colour combi… it’s so masculine.  YUCKS!  PUI!  Can’t stand it. 

Was so annoyed that i decided not to shop in the 2 hr time gap to my dental appointment, and called a cab and came home instead.  Yeap.  That’s how vain i am.  I refuse to walk around town with ugly hair colour and i can’t stand waiting in the queue for a cab either.

Called my hairdresser to complain.  Told her the blonde was too gold and i want to re-colour.  Arranged for it to be done on Mon evening.  (The urgency is ‘cos it pains me to think that i’ll have ugly hair colour on my BIRTHDAY!!!  I mean… my birthday is practically a sacred festival!  Ugly hair colour will NOT be tolerated!)

Asked her for a discount and she said we’ll discuss on Mon.  I’m not unreasonable.  I don’t expect her to do work for free since hair colour is something that is not entirely in her control.  But i certainly expect a discount!  Esp. for all the business i’ve been giving her!


Gotta go for my dental appointment soon.  Grr….

Oh… another complaint… the N95 batt life is short… which is fine since we all know about that… but the way the batt signal drops is amazingly… like… from 5 bars to 1 bar in 10min.  Nuts man!


P.S. Just occurred to me that if i ever have a bf, he can probably forget about our anniversary, can skip celebrating V-day, but if he fogets my birthday… he’ll be dead meat.  THAT is how important my birthday is to me!

Salsaholic Tuesday

Went down to Union Square again just now.  Was really really tired ‘cos i slept at 3am last night but ‘cos i already made arrangements with a friend, i didn’t want to cancel my plans.  (Yep, i’m the type who when i set out to do something, i don’t give up till i achieve my goal).  Plus, i really hate cancelling plans.

Anyway, there’s this waiter/bartender at Union who must’ve been working there for the past 2-3 years ‘cos i remember him from the time i used to go very often.  In the past, i’ve always wondered why he never seemed to recognise me despite my frequent visits to Union.  Found out today that i was wrong.  Haha.  He does recognise me… just that he never said it before. 

I’m not sure what’s the waiter’s name.. but he commented just now that i haven’t been to Union for quite a while… and he also said i looked damn tired.  Ask if i wanted coffee instead of the coke i ordered.  The waiter also commented that i look like Zhang Hui Mei.  Sigh.. i said looking like her no use… must be able to sing like her!  He asked if anyone commented that i look like her before… i said no… but in actual fact… he’s not the first.  I personally don’t think i resemble her at all… but i don’t know.  Perhaps dim lighting plays tricks on people’s eyes.  Coincidentally, i love to sing A*mei’s songs but just like my appearance… i’m a pirated version only.  Haha.

In any case, it was nice going to Union again.  2nd time in 2 weeks!  Gupz is right… it’s a good start. 🙂

Ok… i’m falling asleep at my computer as it is.  Got a meeting at 8:30am tomorrow.  Argh.. my turn to take minutes.  I’m so screwed… Bleah!


This is darn silly… it’s 1:45am now… I just got back from salsa… and i’m sitting at my pc typing this entry ‘cos my foot just cramped and i can’t move.  Haha.  But i’m still feeling damn high… heh… high from salsa… can’t believe it.  Now i understand why some people say that exercise is addictive… ‘cos it gives u a certain high.  No, exercise will never make me feel high… but dancing always has and always will!  Woooohoo!

I danced more tonight than i did the entire 2006.  I had a smashing time.  Really have to thank my dearest JC classmate for asking me to go down today.  I was expecting a chill out kind of night… Tuesdays are beginners’ night after all… and my first few dances were cool.  Danced with my classmate and his friend… they claimed to be beginners but were really intermediate level.  Nice clear leads, interesting patterns, not too intensive.  Loved it!

Then i saw my dance principal at the entrance of the club.  So i went over to wish him Merry Christmas out of respect… and guess what?  I found almost the entire old gang there!  Cl, Je, Ja, Ga, Ke, Su, Je, Li, Ed (sorry, ran out of nicks so i’m using the first 2 letters of their names)… the list goes on man. 

It was quite funny… i’ve been out of the scene for so long that a lot of newcomers thought i was a newbie at first.  Haha.  I was highly amused whenever a guy asked before a dance, “Are u a beginner?”.  Hehe.  Most of the time, i just smiled & didn’t answer the question.  Haha.  Truth is, i first learnt salsa 4 years ago.  Haha.  Which makes me kind of historic… my JC classmate said, “retro”.  *Rolls eyes*.

Realised something else tonight.  My past month of clubbing has been beneficial for my salsa too.  It managed to rid me of being overly technical, and enabled me to just dance to the music and have fun.  So i thoroughly enjoyed myself.  Felt as though i never left!

Okie dokie… cramp’s fading off… time to go shower.  Woohoo!

See u again in 6 months

I made it to salsa after all. Hehe. Arrived at Union Square at 12am and the first greeting i got was,

“Wah! What wind blows u here?”

As long as it isn’t broken wind, does it matter? Hehe… okok. I love u peeps too. I’m glad u remember my name & welcomed me. It was nice to see a lot of familiar faces again… the last 2 times i went for salsa, i didn’t recognize 99% of the people that were there. Far cry from the days when i could turn up w/o arranging to meet anyone & be confident that “the usual gang” would be there.

But it was back to the good ol’ days just now. The same usual “door hoggers” were around and it was good to see them. Hehe… a friend also complained that everytime i sms to ask if anyone was going to be around, or if there was anything special going on, i don’t turn up. Then today, uninvited, i spring myself upon everyone. Oh come on… i don’t hog that much space!

So i danced a little, sat around a bit more, and of ‘cos had lots of thoughts going through my head. I was reminded that a person’s dancing provides a peek into that person’s true self. I like sitting around watching people dance ‘cos u see those with the CFM faces (99% successfully unsexy), and those with the “i’m so kewl” attitude. That always gives me so much pleasure as i self-righteously snigger behind their backs. (Ok, depending on their direction of dance, it could be behind, in front, at the side… of them.)

What does my dancing say about me? Hehe… a good friend who saw me progress from a clumsy beginner to the dancer i am now, Zee, commented that my dancing is the same as 8 months ago, when we last danced. Yippee… u mean i didn’t deprove over the past 8 mths? Yay! But oh no… Zee was quick to add, “Your bad habits also the same”.

Thanks, friend. I asked Zee what bad habits he was referring to and he pointed one out… something about the way i position my wrist in a particular instance… er, actually i don’t know what he means. Haha. But he said i got it right the 2nd time round… ok… whatever u say boss!

I guess that’s the thing about bad habits – whether in real life or on the dance floor. As resilient as cockroaches, they haunt u forever. I remember a certain ex-bf telling me about how he wanted to improve his dance, blah blah blah (he had an issue about me being the better dancer). Sadly, the whole 1.5yrs we were together, plus the 1 over year we weren’t together, his dancing still sucked the last time i saw it. Same comment – all the same bad habits were still there.

Frankly, i don’t really dare call myself a salsera ‘cos i don’t have the necessary sexiness in my dancing. I am unable to “groove with the beat”, nor bend my body in sexy positions. What i can do, and do best, is dancing in clean lines and executing neat & tight spins – probably ingrained in me since my ballet days. I’ve long given up trying to exude any salsa-ristic charm and i’ve decided that i should just focus on my er, core competencies.

After all that’s been said, what’s the real reason i haven’t been to salsa? I alternated my answers between, “busy with work lah” and “my bf doesn’t dance mah” just now. Don’t get me wrong… my bf doesn’t stop me from going to salsa. (He where got so bad one?) The truth is a combination of both reasons – ‘cos my bf and i are often busy with work, i usually really really want to meet and spend more time with him on Fridays (since showflat only starts at 11am on Saturdays) and since he doesn’t salsa, so i don’t go salsa either. See? 1+1=2. So simple.

Whatever the case, it was fantastic salsa-ing again. So till i go again, i need to nurse my poor left little toe… which got trampled by don’t know which @*%&#! mammoth just now. *Ouch*. Hope the nail doesn’t drop off…