NEVER TRUST A SKINNY COOK

what an amusing title for an outdoor cooking program =)

i almost came up with a similar dial but am too brain dead to hold that thought. =(

union tonight was...um...interesting, for lack of a better word.

i had gone in, burger in hand, preparing to just gobble down my first meal of the day before a round of rueda.

i notice this guy staring at me.

after frantically gobbling down the horrendous cheeseburger (from BK, please DO NOT EVER buy it because it's cheap, just stick to your regular mushroom swiss) and heading back to the table at the corner, he comes up to me, smiles knowingly, and asks...

"so how was your audition?"

i was like, "oh shit...you mean you saw it too?"

turns out the fella's from CNA. and his colleague asked if he knows me from salsa.

nevermind.

as i was rushing out the door because i was convinced i'd miss the last 158 back to tanjong rhu, this other rueda guy steps outta the club and asks me the same question.

so now, i'm getting kinda embarrassed...because what i did at the audition was a friggin' poor example of salsa and if they all saw it, no one would ask me to dance...=(

i had wanted to get the auditions over and done with, that's all.

but my gut is kinda telling me this is just the beginning...

*i'm looking forward to SSTT day ;)


the bed

i had to make do with this quilt cover =(

i had hoped for something more like the one i have in serangoon. a strong color to square off against the red bedspread. this yellow's too wimpy.