So I went to a salsa club yesterday with my very close university mates.
It was called the Union Square at Amara Hotel in Tanjong Pagar.
1. Okay. Freeflow housepour alcohol for ladies on Friday Night - because I must admit I am a true-blue alcoholic: I would never understand what limit means until I concuss.
2. Good. My uni-mates were there, especially my 1 really best friend, Mijuan, whom I know her since primary 4 (elementary school), for 15 years and still counting. - because I haven't seen them for ages and ages. And believe me when I say I'm like the blacksheep during university: always out drinking,dancing during my hall days,as they would burn midnight oil over the weekend in halls. They are all the good honest down-to-earth decent people, so the thought of them inviting me to join them at a club is just so random: They don't drink, don't club, don't pub. Everybody's been busy with work, life and boy/girlfriends, so much so that we never seem to have a chance to meet up.
3. Great. Salsa - yes, I learnt this 2 years ago, was and still am, stuck at just been past the beginner phase. I am a salsa crazy fanatic, and I love the true sensation of this sexy dance. Think of the movie "Dirty Dancing". In fact, what sparked me on to this dance got to be the movie "Dirty Dancing 2". It's sexy, it's fun, it's sensational. Nothing beats a salsa dance.
4. Best. Baby met my friends - because he's dying and been wanting to meet my friends for ages. I have indecent friends, I have decent friends, and I was glad he met my decent bunch. Ever since the last attempt of trying to arrange to meet up while I was out with my friends at Zouk failed, because he was working for lousy Musey till really late, he almost missed the chance yesterday, also due to work, as my friends weren't planning to spend a late night. Luckily I begged them to stay till he arrived, and Baby managed to fy down after work just in time to say hi for a bit.
So my friends are doing their intermediate stage of salsa lessons at JJ school. I'm so so so tempted to join them too. Even Andy, who had already completed his intermediate 3 (There's the beginner, then intermediate 1, intermediate 1.5, intermediate 2, and so on. So 3, he's good, trust me.) and as he led me, a rusty amateur, swayed me away on the dance floor like a Disney Princess.
But like as it goes, it takes 2 to dance: You need a partner, and although there wouldn't be the problem of finding 1 during the class lessons, (just like how I went alone for my salsa, the teacher acted as my partner while the rest of the students were boy/girlfriend, husband/wife couple. ), what about off class? Just like to hit the union sq for a sexy dance yesterday? You can't be challenging your teacher, can you?
Too bad baby has got an irregular working hours, otherwise I would drag him together to dive and bask ourselves in the salsa lessons, someday, one day...
So...
Yes, yesterday was a good night.
I love all the good things in life.
I love baby.
Let's salsa again soon baby!
P.s: I look forward to tomorrow 1 and only baby's off-day to spend a good day with U! xxx
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